When the thunderstorm dissipated, there was no grass growing within a hundred miles, and there was a trace of darkness.
In the center, a humanoid creature that looked like charcoal fell to the ground, with weak vitality emanating from him.
The Six-Winged God, even under such a terrifying thunderstorm, still managed to breathe a sigh of relief. It must be said that he is worthy of being the king of the Dao of Zhan.
Seeing the current state of the Six-Winged God, who is happiest, of course it is Jiang Chen.
He can’t kill the Seraphim who is seriously injured, but what if the Seraphim is on the verge of death?
The old Heavenly Master stood in mid-air, as if he was banishing an immortal. He raised his hand, wanting to completely kill the Six-Winged God on the ground.
But, at this time, Jiang Chen spoke!
"Master, wait!"
What an opportunity!
If you can kill the Seraph God, apart from anything else, you will be a leader-level follower.
Even if the Three Immortals have only half of their battle points, that is an astronomical figure.
Anyway, you don’t have to worry about your own cultivation resources for the time being.
The old Heavenly Master’s arm stopped in mid-air and his eyes looked at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen coughed lightly and quickly said to the Heavenly Master.
"Old Master, this bird man killed the Supreme Elder, and I want to avenge him with my own hands!"
But it's not entirely an excuse, Jiang Chen really thinks so. I thought, not only could I avenge that amiable old man, but I could also gain battle points, so why not do it.
The old Heavenly Master slowly lowered his arm. When he saw the Six-Winged Heavenly God for the first time, he knew that the little guy who used to follow him and call him Uncle was gone!
With his fingers swiping in mid-air, a seal composed entirely of Dao patterns appeared in front of the old Heavenly Master.
He stretched out his hand a little, and it instantly slipped down and was imprinted on the body of the six-winged god.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen smiled happily.
Old Heavenly Master, you are very wise!
He was worried that in the past, he would be beaten to death by the Six-Winged God before he died. But now, it’s fine. This guy is already a piece of fish on the chopping board and can be slaughtered by him.
"Roar!"
A low roar came from the charred coals, and a pair of blazing eyes looked at Jiang Chen who was walking towards him.
Like a ferocious beast, Jiang Chen’s back felt cold.
However, he quickly regained his composure and realized that he was a real dragon, but also a imprisoned, endangered and dying smelly loach.
With a move of his hand, Jiang Chen summoned the breath soil that had blended into the earth. Although it had not been completely refined at this moment, there was no problem in using it simply.
The soil has the weight of black and yellow and the breath of weak water. When it is not showing its power, it looks like an ordinary yellow mud.
However, when Jiang Chen injected divine power, the soil instantly became radiant, with an earth-yellow divine light.Illuminating heaven and earth.
The soil seemed to turn into running water and wrapped around Jiang Chen's arm. For a moment, he felt as if he could kill a wild dragon.
"Death!"
Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and the two Tai Chi springs in the sea of suffering gurgled out gurgling divine springs. Qi and blood rose into the sky, and he punched Liuyi in front of him. God.
Bang!
With a huge roar, Jiang Chen felt as if he had been hit by fine gold, and a tearing feeling came from his arm.
Not enough!
The sea of suffering shook, and he punched out again.
Bang!
Bang! !
Bang! ! !
Punch after punch, Jiang Chen could no longer feel his arms in the end. He repeated mechanical movements. After a long time, the aura of the six-winged god slowly dissipated!
Tick tock, tick tock!
Drops of red-gold blood dripped down from Jiang Chende's wrist. His arm had split open, exposing the bone stubble.
However, Jiang Chen didn’t care. He looked at the breathless Six-Winged God and grinned, and then his voice got louder and louder.
Everything today impressed him deeply. When the Seraphim was wreaking havoc, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, which frightened him.
In such a big world, without strength, you will eventually become an ant. Even on Earth, you might be killed soon.
Unless he hides in Longhu Mountain forever!
After laughing for a long time, Jiang Chen stopped. Neither the village chief nor the Heavenly Master stopped him.
After all, they are still young, so they understand Jiang Chen’s mood.
In the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, Master Xuechen, Taoist Qiri and others flew out to pay homage to the Heavenly Master.
I couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, the Heavenly Master arrived in time in the end, otherwise these old bones would have gone up to fight for their lives.
At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there is another place that is particularly conspicuous, and that is the Qiankun Arena presented by Master Xuechen.
This is a magic weapon left by the ancient sages. Even the aftermath of the battle between the kings did not affect it.
Feeling the terrifying atmosphere outside disappear, a head with gray hair and wary eyes stuck out from inside.
Seeing the destroyed periphery of Kunlun Mountain, he had a look of shock in his eyes.
Holy crap, this is the outbreak of a world-destroying war, why did it suddenly become like this!
Then, Taoist Guiyun suddenly walked out of the Qiankun Arena, holding two people in his hands.
It was Feng Wuhen and Alexander who had fallen into coma.
Thousands of miles away, I felt Taoist Guiyun coming out, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the old Tianshi's mouth.
This kid is lucky, hiding in the Qiankun Arena, even he may not be able to break through.
With a move of his hand, Taoist Guiyun immediately felt that time and space were changing, and soon, he appeared next to Jiang Chende.
At first, Taoist Guiyun was a little frightened, thinking that he had been taken away by a powerful Westerner.
After all, he was flying to the west, so there was no room for him to think otherwise, and he was even ready to crush Alexander to death at any time.
However, when he saw Jiang Chen and the Heavenly Master, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately patted Jiang Chen on the head with his big hand.
Jiang Lei, who was behind Jiang Chen, glared and almost slashed at Taoist Guiyun with a knife. Who is this old man? He is so arrogant!
Jiang Chen quickly waved his hand to him. He was not worried that Taoist Guiyun would be stabbed by Jiang Lei, but that Jiang Lei would be beaten to death by Taoist Guiyun!
Even if they are both in the eighth level of dragon transformation, there are still differences!
Huh?
Jiang Lei's reaction surprised Taoist Guiyun. He was even more surprised when he saw Jiang Chen waving his hand to him and Jiang Lei instantly followed suit.
When did my disciple find such a powerful protector?
Yes, powerful!
How can the eight-layered dragon be powerful?
You must know that many sect leaders on the earth are only in the four-pole secret realm, and they have transformed into dragons and eight layers of heaven, which are already top-notch existences.
However, Taoist Guiyun did not ask now. After all, there are many outsiders here!
"Ancestor, have we won?"
Taoist Guiyun did not ask the old Heavenly Master whether he had successfully broken through. When he saw the old Heavenly Master appearing here, he Just know that the Heavenly Master succeeded.
Otherwise, he said it would not appear on Earth.
"Win!"
The old Celestial Master did not speak, and the Headmaster Xue Chen and the others said to him with a smile.