Chapter 4045 (2/2)
The magic was surging all over the body and gradually turned into a black flame.
He looked at Zichen and said in a cold voice: ”this is the positive magic fire of the demon clan. Although the distance from the highest level 9 is still one level worse, it is enough to kill you. Before you die, can you have the last words to stay?”
”Fire? I have it, too
In the palm of Zichen, thunder fire appears, the meaning of primitive simplicity begins to diffuse.
”I'll take it as your last word.”
The purple flame of a huge body, and straight away from the body.
Magic flame hand.
Not only its power is extraordinary, but speed is its strength.
Almost in an instant, he came to Zichen's eyes, but when he was about to seize Zichen, a palm composed of thunder fire appeared out of thin air and collided with the palm of magic fire.
Boom!
Two huge fingerprints collapsed at the same time, forming a strong wave, submerged all around, including the nearby Zichen.
Worry free again cold hum, and then, his pupil is a contraction.
I saw a straight light, suddenly rushed out of the turbulent energy, like a golden lightning, came to worry free.
Carefree's face changed greatly, and a light screen appeared in front of him.
The golden light is near, and we will never move forward.
Bang!
The light screen broke in an instant.
The golden light disappears.
Carefree body hanging in the air, chest was a black long gun pierced.
After the turbulent energy dissipated, the layers of ripples and the afterwaves surged for nearly a thousand feet and then disappeared.
The world suddenly becomes quiet, some of the quiet people can not adapt to.
Magic Lu can cover his mouth, very hard not to let himself cry out.
The invincible adult in his eyes has been pierced in the chest by a seven star spirit clan.
In the rear, Shengyuan called out Amitabha.
The monk saw Zichen fight for the first time. Although he was expected, he was still very surprised.
Qing Yi's expression has undergone some subtle changes, it seems that some unexpected.
”Your speed is very fast, but it is still slower than me.”
A faint voice came out.
No worries.
From the sky.
Before the long gun worry free, the body has become a magic jade, a crack.
Zichen looked up at the sky.
I saw a big net from the sky.
It's not silk thread that makes up the big net, but countless blades connected head to end.
Worry free standing in the sky, overlooking Zichen, his eyes are very cold, like looking at a dead man.
The space around Zichen was squeezed strongly, making him nowhere to escape.
Waiting for him seems to be caught in the net.
Shengyuan is worried. As a Buddha, he didn't find out when Wuyou was avoided.
If the two fight, he has to admit that he is dead.
He was worried about Zichen.
At this time, I saw Zichen put away the spear, in his hand more than a Shengfu pen.
One stroke.
A straight light blooms from the tip of the pen, like the most beautiful light in the world, against the sky.
Where the light passes, the space is split in two.
Even space can be chopped, this big black net is of course not a problem.
The big net was separated from it, and the light did not disperse, but went straight to worry free.
Shua!
The light passes through the carefree body.
There is blood flying in the sky, but no worry free body.”Is this guy playing disappearing?”
The monk whispered.
Zichen's line of sight, falls on the worry free mountain below, ”since you intend to lead me in the past, then go and have a look.”
Zichen's figure fell from the sky to Wuyou mountain.
”Monk, that guy is yours.”
It's morluneng. It's not able to escape in time at the moment.
”Don't worry. It's just a four-star.”
The monk laughed and rushed to morluneng, ”come here and see how the Buddha killed you!”
Zichen fell on the Wuyou mountain, Qingyi and Shengyuan followed up, no one went to manage the monk.
”There's something unusual here?”
Looking at Zichen's eyes have been staring at somewhere, Shengyuan asked.
The holy Rune pen in Zichen's hand, towards the front a little, the ripples of the road surging out, a channel appeared.
Shengyuan's expression changed. At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the Buddha.
Zichen put away the Shengfu pen, took out the spear and shield, and strode in.
He was on full alert, but there was no surprise attack.
When Zichen came to the inner part of the mountain, what caught his eyes was not the rolling evil spirit, but the pure Buddhist power.
It's like coming to a Buddhist temple somewhere.