Stroll in Movie Worlds Chapter 1709: The Last Day of the Northern Emperor

"Zhantian!"

"Cut Dao!"

"Cut me!"

Everyone only heard Wang Teng's loud shout, and then a soul rushed out of his head, manifested as a god, and then turned into a Taoist sword, and slashed towards him.

Puff! ~~~

The Dao sword was cut down, and the body turned into dust, and then a breath of fresh air rushed up against the sky, reunited, and the precious appearance was solemn, like a **** in the dust.

"What kind of mysterious technique is this?!" All the monks who saw this scene were all shocked. They had never heard of such a secret technique, and they were able to reverse themselves with a crippling body, and re-condense another. A body like a fairy king.

"Cut my Ming Dao Jue, what a cut my Ming Dao Jue!" Ye Xuan sitting on the drunk immortal que, at this time, the golden light in his eyes skyrocketed, and a series of runes flowed by, analyzing this kind of mystery. Fa, only in an instant, I understood the scriptures of this mysterious method.

This kind of mysticism is very mysterious. It cuts the dead me, understands the way with the heart, surpasses the present me, proves the future, and sees my heart.

This is already a secret technique involving time and space. It can communicate with the future and point out a possible future path for the self's Dao heart and prove me clearly.

"Unfortunately, it seems that Wang Teng has not obtained the complete secret technique. If he can obtain the complete secret technique, I am afraid that not only the body will be cut, but even the soul will be cut together, and then truly transcend the original me. , Transforming into a new divine fetus.” However, Ye Xuan then looked at Wang Teng who was transformed into a fairy king in the sky, but shook his head slightly.

"Ah!~~~"

Suddenly, Wang Teng in the void let out a scream. The body of the fairy king that was originally like colored glaze suddenly shattered, bleeding from his body, and cracks on almost every inch of his skin, almost becoming a mass of meat sauce.

At this time, Ye Fan wouldn’t watch. Since he is already hostile, he can’t be merciful anymore, especially those who are cruel and have countless chances like Wang Teng. If you let him relax , The dead will probably be yourself.

Boom! ! ! ~~

Ye Fan urged the Vulcan Mirror in his hand, and the endless five-element real fire gushed out again, covering Wang Teng.

These five elements of real fire were all collected by Ye Fan from the fire field. He was hunted down and hid in the fire field before. He relied on the Bodhi seed given by Ye Xuan and the holy The Vulcan Mirror of the weapon hid in the innermost part, and when Ye Fan shot and colluded with the Vulcan Mirror before, he refined a little of this holy weapon, which was able to take away a lot of the real fire of the Five Elements.

"Wang Teng is over!" The monk below shook his head and sighed as he watched the endless five-element real fire shoot at Wang Teng who was about to turn into meat sauce.

In their opinion, Wang Teng has reached the end of the world. It is not that he is not strong, but that the opponent is too cunning and too sky-defying, but the real fire of the five elements can burn even the Holy Lord, let alone behind the Eucharist. There is also a strong man who is at least Saint Mortal Level sitting in town, even if Wang Teng has the inheritance of the Great Emperor Luangu, he has not really grown up after all.

"The secret technique of chaos, banish yourself!"

Wang Teng, who was covered in blood like meat sauce, gritted his teeth, then waved his hands, an endless dimensional abyss appeared, swallowing himself in, trying to avoid this killing, and even wanted to escape here Thoughts.

After all, now Wang Teng also knows that the situation here is too unfavorable for him. If he stays, he will probably die here today.

He is not afraid of Ye Fan, but he is very jealous of Ye Xuan. At least the other powerhouses of Sheng Mortal Level are not what he can resist now.

Wang Teng secretly hates in his heart. After leaving this time, he must find a place to retreat and practice hard. After he is truly sanctified, he will come back and be ashamed.

"Want to run?!" Seeing that Wang Teng's figure was about to be swallowed by the endless dimensional abyss, Ye Xuan, who was originally sitting in the drunken queer, suddenly flickered, turning into a stream of light and falling into the abyss.

"What? That was just..."

"Wang Teng wants to escape with the chaotic secret technique, but he forgot that there is another strong man who is at least a saint!"

"That's the dimensional abyss, with endless darkness inside. Isn't he afraid of not coming back?"

"Hey, compared to us, saints are already another kind of life, a higher life. Your thoughts are just like ants guessing how far a dragon can go in one step."

Seeing Ye Xuan flying and chasing Wang Teng at the last moment, everyone suddenly became upset, all talking about various speculations.

At this time, Ye Xuan has followed Wang Teng and flew into the dimensional abyss. When the cracks behind him closed, this was an eternal space full of coldness and darkness.

If someone else enters here, I am afraid they would have been panicked, but Ye Xuan has a calm expression. With his current cultivation base, he can clearly sense the position in the real space. If he wants to leave, he can return at any time.

However, this is not the case for him at this time. He came in this time for another matter.

"It's you?!" Wang Teng felt something strange behind him. He turned around, but saw that Ye Xuan did not know when he appeared behind him. His whole body was exuding colorful light, and the darkness around him was changed. The cold expulsion is like an eternal god.

When he saw Ye Xuan, Wang Teng said in his heart that he was not good, and then he wanted to rush out regardless of his injuries and his supernatural power.

"You can't escape!" Ye Xuan looked at Wang Teng indifferently, with a terrifying aura overflowing from his body, and directly locked on Wang Teng, making him unable to move.

Wang Teng's face turned pale~IndoMTL.com~ The look in his eyes finally became resentful, "As a saint, but you are doing something to me, a younger generation, are you not afraid of being laughed at?"

"So what? The deity wants to kill you, see who dares to put the beak?" Although Ye Xuan's tone was indifferent, at this moment, it showed a trace of domineering attitude.

"Haha, it’s so grand, it’s not for the inheritance of the ancient ancient emperor on me, even if I die, you can’t even think of it!" Seeing Ye Xuan determined to kill him, Wang Teng coldly smiled, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness. , The eyebrows glowed brightly.

"You want to destroy the soul in front of the deity, you don't understand the methods of the saint!" Seeing Wang Teng wants to blew the soul, Ye Xuan shook his head slightly, and then his mind moved, a terror The Qi machine broke out directly, suppressing Wang Teng’s burning soul, then slowly stretched out a finger, and pointed towards his soul...

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