Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1899: He escaped?

? I guess it is the natal technique he cultivated, which should have a special resistance to the power of thunder. "

The male Xiu in white stared at Chu Chen's body very curiously, and said slowly.

His eyes are very sharp, and it feels very uncomfortable.

It seems that he is not looking at a person, but a treasure or a magical artifact.

"In my opinion, he should be cultivating the thunder-attribute technique. This technique seems to be of quite high grade, so it has natural resistance to the power of thunder and lightning. When the catastrophe came, it was because of a coincidence. It seems to have swallowed a part of the power of thunder tribulation, so it can exude the breath of Tianhe realm with the only cultivation base of Linghe realm."

"Your eyesight is good, but this time, you are only half right."

The old monk chuckled, and the pleats all over his face were shaking slightly, "This young man is not practicing the thunder-attribute natal technique. What he practices is a magical body-building secret technique. The body forging technique that swallows the power of thunder tribulation to temper the body."

"The bodybuilding technique that can swallow Thunder Tribulation?!"

The man in white repaired his eyelids fiercely, and a look of surprise mixed with ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

There are countless body-building secrets in the world, but the body-building arts that can swallow even the power of the tribulations are unheard of. I am afraid that only the legendary ancient mythical era has such magical powers.

Now, this boy actually mastered it?

"This body-building mystery is extremely exquisite, and I am afraid it is also extremely useful for the strong of the Tianhe rank."

The old monk in the dark blue robe said indifferently, "If the sky does not take it, you will suffer. Xiaoguang, you know what to do!"

"Master, I understand."

The man in white nodded, his gaze toward Chu Chen was full of fanaticism.

"I'll catch that guy and torture him for his secret cultivation method. Such magical powers should be mastered by my clan. It is also one of the blessings of our trip to the Little Fairy World."

"Don't be so troublesome."

The old monk in the dark blue robe shook his head, "Just kill him directly, then save his head and bring it over. I will squeeze out all the things in his mind with the Nine Nether Soul Search Secret Art. Of."

"I understand."

The white-clothed man Xiu nodded again and again, then his figure moved, and flew towards Chu Chen carelessly.

Since this young and old appeared, they have been talking and talking without deliberately concealing and lowering their voice, but they have directly regarded Chu Chen as a dead person.

When everyone around him heard these words, they were a little startled.

The purple-robed old man frowned, waved his hand, and released a spiritual power mask to cover the young disciples around him, obviously he didn't want to cause trouble and wanted to stay out of the matter.

And most of the rest of the casual practitioners changed their faces when they heard the term "Nine Nether Searching for Souls", and they stepped back subconsciously, and hurriedly left like a snake.

Lan Xuan, Zhou Lin, and Xuan Ke heard the conversation between the old and the young in the sky, but their expressions changed.

Chu Chen has just finished crossing the tribulation, although his cultivation has been promoted to the Linghe realm, and the aura he exudes has also reached the Tianhe stage.

But after all, he has just been promoted, his cultivation base is unstable, and it is not clear whether he suffered internal injuries in that thunder.

The aura on this old man's body has been promoted to Tianhe for a long time, and his realm is extremely stable and heavy. If he makes a move, I am afraid that Chu Chen will be in danger!

Just after completing the Tribulation, he was hunted down by a strong man in the Tianhe Realm!

This world is so cruel.

At this moment, the hearts of Lan Xuan, Zhou Lin and others all mentioned in their throats, while Chu Chen in mid-air still watched the male Xiu in white flying towards him without any expression.

"Little monk, choose your own way of death."

The white-clothed man repaired with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and looked at Chu Chen with extremely cold eyes, his tone was indifferent like the gods that dominate this world, "Once I choose, I'm afraid you will not survive. I can't die."

He is the mercy of the high-ranking people to the weak.

Chu Chen's face couldn't see any fluctuations, but immediately afterwards, his figure disappeared.

The man in white was suddenly startled.

This situation is really weird. The little monk standing in front of him will disappear without a trace in the next second.

In the whole process, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, there was no trace of magical power, and Chu Chen didn't even have to wave his hand.

He just disappeared, disappearing suddenly and without warning?

The spiritual sense of the man in white looked in all directions, but he couldn't sense the slightest aura that originally belonged to Chu Chen.

Even the terrifying thunder and lightning spirit power fluctuations disappeared without a trace.

Escaped?

This situation is weird and makes people panic.

Inexplicably, the man in white felt a coldness through his heart.

It's like there is a ferocious snake hiding somewhere in the void staring at him, the ferocious tusks are already close to his neck, but he can't see it at all.

"Master, how did that man... how did he escape? Did he escape?"

The white-clothed man's self-cultivation was slightly stiff, he turned around and glanced hard at the old man in the dark blue robe behind him.

At this moment, waves of invisible cold auras rushed toward him from all directions like tides, giving him a terrifying intuition that he was about to suffer a catastrophe.

"Don't panic."

The old monk in the dark blue robe frowned, and his expression was a little confused, but his expression was still relaxed, as if everything was under control, "Don't worry, that kid can't run far."

The look of the man in white is not relaxed at all. The instinctive sense of crisis enveloped him overwhelmingly, and the crisis became stronger and heavier, and there seemed to be an invisible voice constantly on him. Roar in the ear.

Run, run!

This kind of intense and terrifying sense of crisis makes his entire mind and soul seem to be frozen in ice~IndoMTL.com~ Finally, after a few breaths, there is a strong almost suffocating crisis in the void The feeling finally made the man in white feel broken.

He suddenly yelled, and the dazzling silver-white spiritual energy suddenly appeared around his body, and a huge divine form was faintly transformed into a huge divine form, which enveloped him.

"Xiaoguang, don't panic!"

The old monk in the dark blue robe frowned and snarled, "What do you call the gods of the sky? That kid..."

The old monk's voice suddenly disappeared just halfway through, with a few strange muffled noises.

The man in white turned around subconsciously, and his whole body suddenly froze.

A hand appeared in front of the old monk, a pale, thin, but crystal-like hand, faintly surrounded by golden thunder and flames.

(End of this chapter)