Chatper 2396 (2/2)

Then, I saw a tall figure with four black wings and covered with magic lines walking out of the void!

In his pair of blue eyes, there is no color of soul, only eternal will.

The most terrifying thing is the aura that it exudes.

The Great Perfection of Vientiane, even, with a little bit of half-stepped meaning.

"Guardian of the God Race..."

Qu Nuanyang's eyes changed.

Zi Jiutian has changed even more. He only knew the meaning of Chu Yan's words at this moment. They have the guardian guardian of the Great Perfection of Vientiane, and naturally they do not need help from the Great Perfection of Ascension.

Protoss guards the guardian, the soul dies, but the will is immortal!

"This is the legendary true devil king, Ran Junchen..."

Ming Ziqian is usually interested in some of the history of the Immortal World War, and has read many ancient books.

At that time, it was recorded that there was a person in the Protoss named Ran Junchen, who was led by demons and gods, and his strength could be said to be the first person under the Tao.

How could Ming Ziqian think that Chu Yan still had such a trump card.

Chu Yan sneered. With the guardian guard, it can be said that as long as he does not encounter the strength of the Vientiane period or above, Chu Yan will be fine. Whenever there is a threat of life and death, the guardian guard of An will inevitably stand up.

And Chu Yan has always been reluctant to use it, and almost no one has forced Chu Yan to be between life and death.

Ming Ziqian was the first after he got the guardian angel.

Today is not Chu Yan's deliberately high-profile, but as a magic cultivator, this time, if he is suppressed by a few people, his own magic will be affected.

"die!"

The four black wings behind Ran Junchen slammed into a fan, and the whole person turned into a black light and burst out!

During this fleeting flight, the void where he passed was directly torn apart, and a black crack appeared directly in the sky.

Only half a breath, it can be said that half a breath is not enough.

Ran Junchen appeared in front of Ming Ziqian, and the black light and golden light flickered in his hand at the same time, only to see the magic pattern on the back of his hand, and the divine pattern in the palm of his hand.

Then the fist was clenched tightly, and the divine pattern and magic pattern instantly condensed, turning into a monstrous coercion, and blasting directly at Ming Ziqian.

"Chu Yan, how dare you do this, if Ming Ziqian is dead, you have no way to escape!"

Seeing the situation, Yue Nuanyang shouted, what happened today was beyond her acceptance.

"He wants me to die, how can I not want him to die!"

Chu Yan sneered.

At this moment, Ming Ziqian felt the danger of death.

With his identity, in the immortal world, where the older generation of cultivators dared to do something with them, and the younger generation of cultivators were rarely their opponents, such a death crisis was something that Ming Ziqian had never felt before.

This fist Ming Ziqian can't stop it at all, if it falls, he will surely die.

"stop!"

At this moment, a pendant between Ming Ziqian's neck shone with light.

An old man's figure appeared instantly. This was not one figure. This old man actually had nine figures overlapped and condensed. With a loud roar, it was printed out with a palm.

"boom!"

Ran Junchen's eyes filled with killing intent, and his fists and palms collided instantly.

The old man's figure collapsed in a row, and the eight figures stepped back several dozen feet before stopping.

"puff……"

Ran Junchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the pendant between his necks was already cracked.

He looked at Chu Yan again, with deep fear in his eyes.

Ran Junchen's expression did not change, and once again the divine and magical patterns condensed, and another punch came.

"Bold junior, you dare to take action with Ziqian, you know..."

"boom!"

The old man was furious, but before he finished speaking, Ran Junchen slammed another punch, and his figure collapsed!

Ming Ziqian vomited blood again, and the pendant between his neck was broken.

When he looked at Chu Yan again, the expression in his eyes had changed drastically.

This pendant is a life-saving thing given by the sect. He thought it was useless, but he didn't want to today...

Ran Junchen didn't stop, the third punch had already come.

At this moment, Ming Ziqian really had no power to resist.

Zi Jiutian and Li Nuanyang on the side both felt their scalps go numb, and they both felt that Chu Yan was a lunatic who was desperate to kill someone.

At this moment, the void behind Ming Ziqian shattered, and a huge illusory finger was stretched out towards Ran Junchen.

"boom!"

Ran Junchen's fist was blocked, and at the same time he stepped back dozens of steps.

"If you have to spare people and spare others, even if you kill Ziqian by relying on foreign objects, the devil in your heart will be impure. When you enter the fairyland, you will have the opportunity to compete with Ziqian!" r1154

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