Chapter 1629 (1/2)

Boom!

Tianji hall, it's blown up.

Lintian City, the island in the air, suddenly suffered a destructive impact, suddenly burst into pieces, turned into a piece of meteorite down.

Outside, many strong people look up one after another and frown when they see the scene above.

Just now, the power of divine war broke out in Tianji hall.

The world is shaking.

What happened?

Just at this time, a figure was shaken out of Tianji hall. It was Chu Yan.

At this time, Chu Yan breath is very weak, before and Chen Li a war, by the way will hurt the root.

Just now, the elk God collided with the soul royal family. Although he deliberately avoided him, the collision of the God level strong, even the aftereffect, was very deadly.

Can Chu rock just a day machine temple, see outside, the facial expression is more bitter astringent.

Although he thought that this time, I'm afraid it will not be easy for the outside world.

But he still did not expect, so many people?

Chuyan's perception is not weak. A little release can cover a hundred Li.

So he made a rough calculation, how many fairy kings are there now?

A hundred?

More than that?

There are so many on the surface.

It's even more than at the Jiuyang storm meeting.

Besides, these people in the sky

What's going on?

Wanmi Avenue? True God level?

But all of a sudden, Chu Yan's eyes brightened, and the original worry disappeared, because he saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Yes, it's the king.

At this time, the king is looking at him, and suddenly smiles. It's very relaxed. Chu Yan grins too. It turns out, does mother have a back hand?

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seeing Chuyan, people in lintiancheng look slightly changed, and the breath of many strong people is released.

In Chu Yan, they felt a trace of charm.

It's subtle, but it's real.

”He took the treasure of Tianji hall!”

At this time, suddenly a voice came out, many people's eyes shrank, Chu Yan glared.

Lingxiao fairy king, this is what he said, but he didn't know that now, he is pulling hatred for himself.

”Lingxiao!” The atmosphere of the ark fairy King soars to the sky.

”Whoosh!” But at this time, without waiting for two people to collide, a figure broke out of the air.

It's the real God of Chen Clan. He's so fast that he goes straight to Chuyan.

”Did you move this seat?” Almost at the same time, the king cheered coldly, with a huge palm covering the sky, he leaned down from the sky, tore the void, and went straight to Chen Zhenshen to grasp it.

”King!”

The real God of the Chen Clan was furious, holding an old sharp black knife. On the blade of the knife, nine ancient words immediately appeared: all those who are fighting are marching in array.

The combination of ancient Chinese characters, a knife cut out, a boom, and void hands both split.

But the next second, the king's shadow and ghost, in the hands of a black dragon gun, a blow, directly destroy space-time, gun shadow endless superposition, two people nearly ten thousand meters, but in an instant, it seems that all the gun shadow.

Chen Zuzhen wanted to resist, but when the gun shadow was close to him, he found that he couldn't do it. The gun shadow was too terrible and contained an absolute Road, as if it could restrain his body

”Pooh

With a loud noise, Chen Zhenshen spat out blood and flew backwards.