Chapter 602: Just rob me, you are not even worthy of being my footbath

The stars were cratered and there was silence.

Everyone looked at Tang Chen dumbfounded.

Mu Yi and many strong people worked hard and fought for it, but in the end, he became someone else's wedding dress.

As for Tang Chen.

He never thought about this from beginning to end.

Just grab it and that’s it!

Wood yi 놆 leeks, worms, fry.

What's wrong with him taking it?

"Thank you for the gift!"

Tang Chen accepted the Six Sword Immortal Seal and said with a smile.

Mu Yi, who was kicked far away, restrained his figure and spurted blood from his mouth and nose.

Especially the severed arm and the bleeding.

His whole face was filled with an expression of disbelief.

At the end, he roared with rage.

"Zarp, you... how dare you steal my things!" Mu

Yi roared ferociously.

Tang Chen shrugged and said, "This is an unowned thing. The fact that I can get it means that my combat power is superior to yours."

This sentence is something that no one can refute.

A hard fist is the last word.

This is an eternal truth.

Mu Yi felt like his lungs were going to explode.

What he had clearly acquired became Tang Chen's property in the blink of an eye.

How could he bear it?

"Kill him for me!"

Mu Yi 꺶 shouted.

The strong men he brought were full of killing intent, like cold frost that was about to freeze everything, and they attacked Tang Chen in a mighty manner.

Tang Chen opened and closed his starry eyes and said softly: "The Supreme Technique of Ten Thousand Emperors."

The purple-gold fairy light is like an imperial dragon's veins, protecting his whole body and ascending to the nine heavens, making him look extremely noble and mysterious.

The immortal shadow of the emperor and the phantom shadow of the empress appear in the world.

Overshadowing Tianyu, suppressing Jiuyou.

The two emperors share the same sky, and all things surrender.

Tang Chen punched out without any fancy.

The two emperors made the same move, easily crushing the martial arts and shattering the bodies of countless cultivators.

The body exploded into pieces, blood spilled into the sky, and a tragic rain of blood began below.

God is crying!

Send the immortal away!

This scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes of many cultivators, fear grew, and the eyes looking at Tang Chen were filled with trembling.

"If anyone wants to try again, they can come forward."

Tang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm and calm, and said softly.

Mu Yi's eyes suddenly felt like they were splitting, and bloodshot eyes were spreading in his eyes. Could it be that this man could defy the will of God?

"Brother Wu!"

He couldn't help but shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, red pillars of flame shot out from the pits of stars, seeming to connect the sky and the earth, shining brightly into the night as brightly as day.

Some cultivators were swallowed up before they could dodge and turned into ashes instantly.

Han Wuchi shines brightly in the sun, with a ray of gloom on his face. He stands between heaven and earth, like a master who controls the pure yang.

"Hand over the Six Paths Sword Immortal Seal and I will spare your life."

Han Wu looked directly at Tang Chen, his eyes filled with ferocity, and said in a deep voice.

Tang Chen turned to face Han Wu and sneered: "Whatever comes into my hands will never be given to others."

"I will give you one last chance to hand over the Immortal Sword Seal, or else I will kill all nine of your clans!"

Han Wuhu's eyes widened, magma burst out, and he ordered with a rumbling sound.

This situation is like the end of the world.

Han Wu made people fearful and dare not disobey.

Tang Chen was unmoved and continued to stare at Han Wu, jokingly saying: "You are not worthy yet. Besides, I want the Cangjiang Ten Thousand Dragon Armor you are wearing."

"court death!"

Han Wu laughed angrily and pressed the seal with his hand.

In the star pit, pillars of flame suddenly surged, like a fire dragon soaring into the sky, converging into a river of red fire that penetrated the sky and rushed towards Tang Chen.

Tang Chen stood still and shouted: "The strange sound of the Qilin is roaring!"

The purple fairy light surged like a stream, forming dense patterns of unicorns, striking the void, forming an old unicorn, strong and strong, shining for eight 뀘.

The Qilin roars in the sky, and the sound waves are like a dragon and a tiger, as if they can travel thousands of miles!

Before the Flame Pillar even got close to Tang Chen, it was already splashed away by the sound wave, spreading to the nine heavens and ten places.

The sky was like a rain of fire and meteors, smashing countless palaces.

Some unlucky cultivators even died after being hit.

"Qilin Immortal Technique!"

"You are not from the Azure Realm or the Qingming Realm, but from the higher realm!"

Han Wu's vision widened and his pupils shrank for a while.

Everyone was stunned.

No wonder Tang Chen's combat power is so weird, he can jump to multiple 께 realms and even fight and kill enemies in the 놆꺶 realm.

Tang Chen restrained his Qilin light and said calmly: "Whatever you think, anyway, I have to get the Cangjiang Ten Thousand Dragon Armor today!"

"presumptuous!"

Han Wu scolded and became angry.

After speaking, he stepped heavily into the void, and cracks on the ground extended, tearing apart the stars.

An ancient furnace emerged from below, and red light like the sun emanated from the furnace.

Boom boom boom...

The furnace exploded, erupting endless magma and engulfing Tang Chen. The power was extremely terrifying.

Tang Chen's body is surrounded by pure white brilliance, the ancient demonic talisman appears between his eyebrows, and the holy fairy light absorbs the fairy energy and condenses it all over his body.

He is like a holy king coming to this world, loving all living beings.

The pure white fairy light was blazing and intense as he moved his hands and feet.

"The demon spirit pagoda light!"

Tang Chen's palms were like jade, and he patted forward gently.

boom!

The light of the pagoda burned the sky and cracked the earth.

Wherever the mighty light passed, everything disappeared like a vapor.

The magma dissipated, and only half of the furnace was left.

Han Wu's whole body trembled suddenly, the corners of his mouth overflowed with scarlet, and he frowned deeply. This man is so strong!

Some people originally thought that after Lin Jing's ancient demon spirit talisman was taken away, it would be difficult for Tang Chen to use it, but they did not expect that he could use it better than the former.

"It seems that the so-called son of Venerable Yanrong is nothing more than that."

Tang Chen shook his head, feeling bored.

Seeing this, Hou Zhen felt his blood boiling, finally he could get some interest back from the Venerable Yan Rong.

Veins appeared between Han Wu's eyebrows, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said in a deep voice: "You will deeply regret this sentence!"

Bang...

The furnace, which was originally half destroyed by the light of the demon spirit pagoda, was actually rippling with fierce light and recast.

The lines on the surface of the furnace became clearer and clearer, and finally a red beast emerged, shining with dazzling light like the sun.

Roar!

The furnace roared deafeningly as if it had a spirit.

The ground cracked and smoke filled the air.

The red light illuminated the star pit as red as the sea.

"That's the Hun Yang Red Eyed Beast!"

"Han Wu got the immortal soul of the Hun Yang Red Eyed Beast and refined it into himself."

"This furnace is a kind of magical power!"

The cultivator was shocked.

Han Wu said coldly: "Wanhong Furnace!"