Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1063: Your old friend is good

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The first thousand and sixty-third chapter is your old friend

"This is the person!"

Hearing the palpitating footsteps, all the monks at the scene changed their faces.

When this guy hadn't shown up before, just relying on the sound of footsteps made everyone feel tremendous pressure.

At this moment, the opponent came out in blood. Although it was a human form, it felt like an ancient giant beast. Suddenly, it tore the void and raged out.

At this moment, even hurricanes blew in the temple.

"Where is that guy."

The guy in the armor turned his head slowly, glanced at the crowd, and looked a little confused.

I clearly felt the presence of that guy before.

But why, now that the distance is close, I can't feel it?

At the same time, Chu Yan felt that the one behind the gate of **** was silent.

Reminiscent of the previous attitude and the words of the guy in front of him, Chu Yan quickly inferred that the guy in armor in front of him was looking for someone.

"Is this your old friend?" Chu Yan asked in his heart.

Behind the gates of hell, it was extremely quiet.

Even the **** monsoon that blows all the year round, Chu Yan can't even feel it at this moment.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I think so anyway." Chu Yan sneered.

The guy wearing the armor just accidentally exposed an extremely important message.

He came from at least five thousand years ago.

If what he is looking for is the one behind the gates of hell.

Then the one behind the gate of hell, at least five thousand years ago, was considered a personal thing.

In addition, if the so-called Great Demon's Palace is the former residence behind the gate of hell, plus the address, I don't believe you can't find out your true identity.

Chu Yan was thinking about this in his heart. Behind the gate of hell, a familiar intermittent voice suddenly heard.

"He...you can't beat......"

"How can I know if I don't try." Chu Yan snorted coldly.

Although he was not convinced, Chu Yan was extremely wary in his heart.

He knows the strength of the one behind the gate of hell.

This is the presence of the domineering spirit, Qingqiumen ancestors must obediently send their souls up.

He said that he is not the opponent of the other party, so even if he is not convinced, this matter is 90% of the truth.

"Where is that guy."

At this time, the guy in the armor made a sound like metal rubbing.

"Who are you, how did you enter the Road of Slashing Spirit?" The white-clothed cultivator frowned and shouted sharply.

"I just said that five thousand years ago, no one dared to talk to me like this."

"It's not five thousand years ago, so I don't know anything about it..." The white-clothed monk hadn't said the last word "xu", his eyes condensed suddenly.

At this moment, he just felt the hairs all over his body stand up.

Unprecedented fear filled his heart.

Almost instinctively, with a long scream, he retreated quickly, and his sword shook violently.

"Lone Smoke in the Desert!"

Boom!

The sword light waved, and the dust suddenly rose on the flat ground. A dragon-shaped whirlwind, straight to the sky, erupted with a sound of dragon chants, rolling towards the location of the armor.

In an instant, all the surrounding vitality was locked, and the sand grains violently rubbed in mid-air, constantly colliding with dazzling sparks.

"Ant."

The armor let out a cold snort, flicked his arm, grabbed and pulled with five fingers in the air.

Shit!

Five cyan rays of light, like claws, suddenly tore the rolling sandstorm to pieces.

Qingmang broke through the sandstorm, and the castration was unabated, and in an instant, it was forced to the front of the white-robed monk.

At this moment, these five green lights gave the white-clothed monk a lofty mountain, and he wanted to suppress himself and never stand up forever.

Desperate emotions spread in my heart immediately.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly appeared on the front of the monk's chest.

A handle that looked like a whisk, flew out, and violently collided with the green light in mid-air.

Others didn't know what it was, but Chu Yan's eyes condensed, and he immediately recognized that the thing that looked like a dust was actually the tail of the white donkey.

When I saw the white monk before, Chu Yan didn't see his white donkey.

I thought the other party didn't bring in.

Now it seems that the other party has some secret method in his body, or has a magic weapon similar to the echo ring, and can put living things in it.

At this moment, the white donkey felt that the owner was in trouble, and immediately fought hard to rescue him.

This process is as fast as lightning.

Almost instantly, the tail of the white donkey was blown open by the green mans.

A mournful scream was heard as the blood flew.

The white light suddenly fell into the chest of the monk in white, and never seen again.

But also because of the white donkey's move, there was a momentary stagnation as the five green lights pressed down.

Taking this opportunity of stagnation, the white-clothed monk trembled and recovered.

A look of grief and anger flashed in his eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue with a sharp pain, stimulated his brain, and dispelled the desperate emotion in his heart. With a long roar, he leaped back again in order to get out of the five blues. The scope enveloped by the awns.

"Can you go?" A voice of contempt came from under the armor.

The five green lights in mid-air suddenly shined brightly.

At this moment, it seemed that there were five terrifying scars burning with blue flames in the void, and they slammed forward.

Shit!

There was an incredible look on the face of the monk in white.

His body was divided into several pieces of varying sizes at this moment.

I tried to open my eyes wide, staring at the armor, as if I wanted to see the face under the armor of the opponent before dying again.

At this time, the green light condenses.

Boom!

The body of the monk in white immediately exploded into a thick blood mist.

Large swaths of blood spattered on the ground, leaving behind shocking rays of radiation.

Seeing this scene, everyone's breathing was stagnant, and they only felt that their backs were cold, a tingling sensation, rising from the soles of the feet, along the vertebrae, crackling, scalp numb.

The purple smoke and monsters before were strange and terrifying.

And the guy in armor in front of him, as soon as he shot, let everyone on the scene feel the absolute crush in strength.

Without moving the body, he cast a spell in the air, just like pinching an ant to death, killing a monk of the same rank as them.

What the **** is this guy who kept talking about five thousand years ago!

Just when everyone was in shock, the guy in the armor turned his head and turned to the monk who was holding a bow and arrow.

"You just pointed at me."

The faint words heard in the ears of the monk holding the bow and arrow, suddenly like a reminder.

He only felt that his internal organs were as if they were being poured through ice water at this moment.

Under the extreme fear, what broke out was extreme anger.

"I won't let you kill..."

Om!

The cyan tear suddenly appeared behind him, and then pressed down.

The monk didn't even have a chance to react, and was torn to pieces at once.