Chapter 239 (1/2)

”Just, win me first!”

The sound reverberated in the void, and the power contained shook the void with ripples.

As soon as tianyunzi's face changed, everyone was angry, not to mention his tianyunzi. He really thought he dared to challenge him with the cultivation of the third step.

”Taoist friends, don't go too far!”

He secretly warned that he didn't want to show his strength now, which would disrupt his layout.

He came around the rosefinch star because he thought that Wang Lin was going to break through the period of transforming God, so he came. But Chen Xiaoming didn't expect this. Tianyunzi found that he couldn't count the slightest bit of each other. The other party was mysterious, as if he didn't look like a person in this world.

Therefore, tianyunzi would be so tolerant to Chen Xiaoming, an insignificant person. Otherwise, he would have slapped each other to death.

”Hahaha, did I?”

He laughed loudly. It's rare to meet people in World War I. Chen Xiaoming doesn't care about these. What's more, he has two functions: recovery and breaking the boundary. He can't fight. Just run away directly. Everything is at his heart. He doesn't need to continue.

”Tianyunzi, you don't want to fight today, you also want to fight!”

The flame broke out in his eyes, and Chen Xiaoming's body turned into a rainbow. The silver light spread all over his body and shrouded his body.

On the right hand, a silver spear condenses and turns into essence. On the spear, a six color aperture flies out, twines the silver gun, turns into colorful lines and is engraved on the spear.

”Sing!”

The sound of the dragon's singing moves the void. In the bright silver light, a golden light column erupts and evolves. Nine golden heavenly dragons fly out and sing for nine days, flying over the void.

The dragon breath revealed that the dragon's eyes brightened, and the power of terror condensed and shook the void. The nine Tianlong turned their bodies. The dragon's eyes looked at tianyunzi, and then dived down at the silver gun in Chen Xiaoming's hand.

The nine heavenly dragons are unified into a golden bright dragon pattern, dotted on the silver gun.

”Go.”

The silver spear in his hand was thrown, and in an instant, the brilliant light bloomed. On the void, the silver spear disappeared, replaced by a virtual shadow of a spear tens of thousands of feet in size.

The silver light on the long gun is intertwined with the bright golden light, and the frightening fluctuation flickers on the tip of the gun. The void in front of the body is torn by it, revealing the turbulent flow of space in it.

The virtual shadow of the long gun overturned, and the terrible pressure instantly locked tianyunzi not far away. For a moment, tianyunzi noticed the killing intention on the long gun, and his eyes became angry.

Chen Xiaoming is like a mole ant in his eyes. He doesn't want to do it now. What he's afraid of is waking up Wang Lin in his dream, but the other party really thinks he's bullied?

”Hum!”

With a cold drink, as soon as tianyunzi's figure retreated, his whole body was full of breath, and the gray air flow diffused out of his body and gathered on the void. However, in a moment's effort, he condensed a huge finger.

There was a gray air flow surging above the fingers, emitting a breath of silence.

Tianyunzi raised his eyebrows and pointed directly at the virtual shadow of the huge spear.

”Boom!”

The giant finger and the long gun collided with each other, and the surrounding void seemed to fall into the end. It was dim. The terrible energy and gray air flow broke out in an instant, fighting against each other and offsetting each other. The void appeared cracks and dilapidated.