Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 871: Eight ghosts carry the car
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The throne behind Wang Can, there are countless black deaths, and the horrible will of death, forming a black and gruesome death word in the void.
The two reached out and pointed at each other. The golden kill word and the black dead word collided violently in the starry sky.
The will is the will after all, one level higher than the mood. Extreme Slaughtering Domain cooperates with the king's true dragon spirit, maybe it is stronger than the pressure, but the real destructive power of the two is still very different.
puff screamed, golden's killing words spread out, and turned into a piece of free killing gas, swimming in the stars.
Wang Can ’s dark face showed a grinning look and shouted: "Cut!"
The aura with a slightly weak breath turned into a slender black sword, slashing towards Xiao Chen in anger, this is the Body Transformation thing of his will, named the sword of the dead.
At this moment, Wang Can has full confidence in his eyes. Although his will to die is entangled with the extreme killing, he has consumed several layers of power. But if death will overcome an energy will, it is still a matter of grasping.
This sword will be able to easily destroy Xiao Chen ’s thunder will, and then win the throne of killing, he will be promoted to the Half Saint Boundary Invincible.
But things in the world, there is always a subtle difference between ideas and reality. Xiao Chen ’s thunder will, not ordinary energy will, but immortal thunder will, copy God Thunder, writing immortal Fu Zhuan.
If it is a complete will to die, it may have the advantage of high-level's will.
It is also possible to compete with Xiao Chen ’s immortal Thunder Will a little bit, but the death will of consumed is a few percent.
Eyebrow purple twinkling, Fu Zhuan with immortal inscription, twinkling coming out, electro-optic tearing, black long sword was blown into nothingness in an instant.
Wang Can spit out a bit of black blood, too late to take action, the purple Fu Zhuan with immortal Thunder's might, flashed out, bursting into the starry sky brilliance.
By the time the electro-optics ceased, Wang Can ’s people had been shot for ten miles, and each of the huge meteorites was directly crushed into powder by him. His chest was a blood hole with a large mouth in appeared. twinkling nonstop.
Xiao Chen raised his head and glanced, and he was slightly shocked. What kind of material is the real unknown guy's flesh?
Really, the other party did not wear any inner armor and treasure.
However, this has nothing to do with Xiao Chen. At this moment, Wang Can has lost his fighting ability and poses no threat to him.
The sole of the foot stepped on the starry sky lightly, and came to the front of the throne of death. In his eyes, a scorching look appeared. Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed the throne.
At this moment, a very dangerous feeling struck. In the far distant starry sky, three black dragon breaths penetrated the star dome and flew towards Xiao Chen.
As long as Xiao Chen started to grab the throne of death, he would be immediately hit by the dragon breath, and it was likely that he would be crushed directly into blood, and there would be no dead body.
On the battleship of Clear Sky Sect, two deputy hall masters looked surprised: "Three dark dragon breaths are really king-level corpse dragon battleships."
"Xiao Chen quickly retreats, that is the dark dragon breath from the real dragon body refining, you can't resist it."
The temple lord on the left hurries to Xiao Chen and tells him to retreat.
Xiao Chen's face sank, but he had no intention of giving up. He had expected Wang Can behind him, and there must be a big force to follow, otherwise he wouldn't be afraid of the throne exposure at first.
Wang Can alone will not let him do that.
But now that the throne has been exposed, if you leave this place, you will not get any benefits, and you have exposed your precious treasures.
He glanced lightly. Among the both eyes, one purple and one white rays of light flashed out. Fire of The Moon, Purple Thunder True Fire, chasing in the void.
In the blink of an eye, a Taiji Primal Chaos picture, circulation Eight Trigrams(gossip), two instruments and four images, various mysterious World symbols, and the appearance of the four images Saint Beast in the Taiji Flame image form a complete trend.
"What is he going to do?"
The deputy hall master on the left, with deep doubts in his eyes, is puzzled.
"It ’s over, the dark dragon breath can easily kill an low-grade martial arts lord, and we dare not take it hard." The temple master on the right sighed in despair.
Golden light twinkling, Ten Million rays of light masterpiece on the Taiji Yin-Yang Flame picture, unexpected to everyone, in the eyes of everyone in consternation, actually blocked the three dragon breaths.
It only blocked for a second, but this second was enough to do something good.
He reached out and grabbed the throne of death and threw it into Universe Ring. lightning ray burst at the foot of Xiao Chen's feet and quickly flew towards the king-class battleship.
The aftermath of black, like lake water, is generally rushing towards the Quartet, like a wave of death, star-shaped meteorites, which are silently crushed into powder.
The aftermath came too fast, and Xiao Chen could n’t avoid it completely, activating the Saint Rank pagoda in his chest, forming a phantom of the pagoda to cover the whole body.
The phantom shattered, Xiao Chen ’s body rolled over several times, and he spit out a big mouthful of Fresh Blood. Not daring to look back, Xiao Chen stepped on the void and continued to fly toward the king-class battleship.
"Run very fast."
There was a deep voice behind him, a dark shadow in the distance, and a black chain on each limb and wrist.
The terrifying atmosphere is uploaded from the shadow body, which makes people very depressed. This is a ruthless character that Xiao Chen can never deal with.
Huh, Xiao Chen flew suddenly in front of him, and as soon as his figure fell, he came to Xiao Chen's rear, blocking him from chasing the soldiers.
It is the white master Elder, the master of the Battle of Heaven. He holds a five-foot long sword, his sword is crimson, and he walks around the starting point Flame, facing the strange shadow with a sword.
Boom!
The shadow that made Xiao Chen feel that his breath was depressed, was directly cut by this sword and flew past, the fire swept through, and it appeared extremely bright in the starry sky.
Xiao Chen landed on the deck of the king-class battleship, only to see clearly, the black shadow turned black all over, as hard as a cold iron, lifeless demon corpse.
In the back of demon corpse, there is a Corpse Clan old man holding a long whip master, holding it against the white Elder.
The old Corpse Clan, seeing the appeared of the white Elder, frowned, came a Grandmaster martial saint who understood the will, which was a bit troublesome.
The long whip in the hand waved in the air, seemingly magical, the demon corpse with hands and feet wrapped in chains, quickly fled from a distance and stood in front of this person.
If you look closely, you will find that there is a three-foot wound on this chest of demon corpse. It can't be healed at all, and nausea fluid constantly gushing out of the wound.
It was caused by the sword of Bai Elder just now.
"Come on, people are not ghosts or ghosts."
Bai Elder is very disgusted with Corpse Clan. After seeing that demon corpse, his face was somber and terrible, and he answered unkindly.
The old Corpse Clan, when he heard this, he was furious, and he could feel the radiance of the invisible circle of Flame Will, and thousands of thick Heavenly Saint rules behind him.
Do n’t dare to talk more in your mouth.
Bai Elder, a Grandmaster-class Wu Sheng, has realized Flame Will to 60%, as long as he is not a Half Emperor-class strongman, there will be no scruples.
Corpse Clan warrior seems to have received a voice, coldly said: "Remind your juniors, it ’s better not to leave Heaven Martial Domain after all."
After finishing the body flash, put away demon corpse and prepare to return.
"boasts shamelessly!"
A sigh of anger, white Elder exerts the power of Flame Will to the extreme. The post-natal holy law danced wildly, waving a Flame sword curtain as high as a hundred feet, like a vigorous river rushing to the past.
The Corpse Clan old man was shocked. This guy take action is full power, and he clearly wants to extinguish him.
"Save me!"
hong long long!
A cloud of dust spread out in the starry sky, and three huge corpse dragons were chained together, slowly pulling a black palace, and an black-clothed old man flew out of the palace.
The old man of black-clothed flew forward and waved a corpse fire containing the will of death to assimilate the Flame sword curtain of the white Elder silently.
"The juniors learn from each other, and their skills are not as good as ours. Our temple of corpses has been recognized, why are you aggressive?"
Bai Elder's gaze was fixed, and he saw this person's chest embroidered with a golden corpse sitting cross-legged on black-clothed.
In the eyes, brilliance circulated, and finally snorted and turned away.
Both sides have their own fears, and they dare not go to great lengths. A chaos caused by the flame spar is thus declared over, and they are driving away from each other.
"The Lord of the Temple, they do n’t even want the throne of death, just let us go."
The deputy lords on both sides said very strangely that the throne of death is the treasure left by the evil king of antiquity, which coincides with their death Grand Dao.
White Elder Shen said: "It is estimated that the Throne of Death, there are some other famous halls, Xiao Chen, you better easily put the brand on the Throne of Death."
Xiao Chen nodded to understand that when he killed the throne, he almost escaped into the killing road. This death throne does not need to be reminded by Elder, he will act cautiously.
"What is that!"
On the deck, there was a disciple suddenly, pointing to the front with surprise.
Xiao Chen looked down his eyes, and saw a distant white body covered in white gauze, wandering ghostly in the starry sky, blinking, very scary.
Now looking closely, you will find that the sedan is not flying automatically, but there are eight green shadow ghosts, carrying the sedan, and running fast in the starry sky.
"Eight ghosts carry the sedan chair, it is the saint level Expert(s) of Ghost Clan!"
"They chased in the direction of the group of corpse dragon battleships."
White Elder has a very bad impression of Corpse Clan and Ghost Clan, disgusted and said: "Don't worry about it, just let their dog bite the dog."
Corpse Clan Ghost Clan initiates died Grand Dao, a collection of dead bodies, a collection of dead Soul, the development direction is very different, and each other is not pleasing to each other.
There are often wars breaking out of each other, and there are so many things to dismantle each other, so the three of Elder have no big surprises about the appeared of this ghost car.
Xiao Chen is very interested in the ghost chair, and the consciousness has been chasing each other for a long time. He guessed well.
The owner of the corpse dragon battleship temporarily gave up the throne of death. It is very likely that it is closely related to the ghost chase behind him.
Suddenly, the ghost car curtain opened a gap, and the charming appearance of the man, clearly understood by Xiao Chen, could not help but startled, and the involuntary retreat took a step.
There is a female ghost sitting inside, with a long tongue sticking out, both eyes without beads, just a piece of black hole, seven holes bleeding.
When I looked closely, I realized that I just saw a phantom and the ghost disappeared. A fair-skinned, cold-looking woman in a red dress smiled deeply at him and closed the curtain again.