Chapter 232: Thousands of ancestors (on)
At this moment, the ancestors of the Eastern family were finally alarmed.
Two figures flashed and went straight to Wang Chen.
Listening to the anger of the two, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed in the cold: “Dead!”
The reminder of Dongfang Niuhao let Wang Chen know that this oriental long-term must be resolved as soon as possible.
The killing of a sword falls, and the power is brought to the maximum!
For a time, the world is discolored and the situation is surging.
Now, Wang Chen Shi exhibited a trick to destroy the birth, how powerful is it? What is hegemony?
Swords are savage, violent waves, let the Oriental Long began to tremble.
At this moment, the Yuanlizhi, which was turned into a hundred-foot length, is like a terrible horror in the Eastern Longyan. It is like the mighty Taishan, and his soul begins to tremble.
In Wang Chen’s roar, Yuan Li’s army fell like a broken bamboo. On the top of the Yuanli’s soldiers, the Suzaku’s flames burned and burst into a low voice.
The hands of the gods are held in their hands. At this moment, the breath is locked, and the only thing that Dongfang can do is to resist.
Booming...
Along with a roar, finally, Wang Chen’s martial arts slammed into the dragon of the Eastern Dragon.
No accidents, no suspense, in the moment of confrontation, under the impact of violent turbulence and horror, the dragon of the East Long was completely destroyed by the blow!
咔咔咔...
In the crisp sound, his life is turned into pieces and shot out.
Hang...
In the roar of the sound, the whole person of Dongfanglong was smashed out by the power of violent.
咔咔咔...
His body, the bones of this moment, under the power of violent, began to break and cut into pieces.
Ah ah...
The screams of heartbreaking lungs came, blood was arrogant, how terrible is Dongfang’s moment?
At this moment, he is completely humanized as a blood man, his body is broken and his bones are broken, and he is no longer able to live.
After being smashed on the ground 100 meters away, Dongfang Long cut off the last breath. The owner of the oriental family has fallen!
From the beginning to the present, but for a quarter of an hour, the Oriental Long was killed! Seeing the fall of the family, all the members of the Eastern family suddenly panicked.
"Kid, find death!"
At the moment, the two ancestors of the Oriental family who rushed to the front of Wang Chen in the blink of an eye saw this scene. They were suddenly angry and watched Wang Chen shouting loudly.
The next moment, the old man headed, took a shot toward Wang Chen.
"Ha ha ha, Aoyama old thief, your opponent is me!"
I saw this old man attacking Wang Chen. Suddenly, the Oriental Niu Hao on the side laughed loudly, and his body flashed and rushed toward Wang Chen, blocking Wang Chen’s face.
The next moment, the momentum suddenly soared.
The Quartet is moving, and the situation is changing.
"Roll!"
Under the anger, the Oriental Niu Hao took a shot and went towards the green hills of the East, and the Qingshan ancestors of the Eastern family resisted.
Hang...
The two palms confronted each other, and a roar came out, and the waves raged away.
蹬蹬蹬...
After a sudden confrontation, the Oriental Niu Hao and the Qingshan ancestors rushed back toward the rear.
"Kid, this guy is handed over to me, you solve the other one, how long it can resist! He is a great perfect martial artist!"
Stay in shape, the Oriental Niu Hao suddenly reminded Wang Chen.
Booming...
Between the words, the Oriental Niu Hao is fighting with the Qingshan ancestors.
The two people are constantly slamming, attracting roaring sounds, and attracting the earth to shake.
The two figures flashed quickly, the battlefield instantly expanded, and the speed was so fast that Wang Chen could hardly see it.
"Sacred Warrior!"
When I saw this scene, Wang Chen took a deep breath and was shocked.
Sure enough, it is a holy warrior. Yes, the Oriental Niu Hao and the Qingshan ancestors of this oriental family are not the strongest of the strength of the holy warrior?
The battle between the two saints made Wang Chen's heart shake.
"Kid, die!"
Do not give Wang Chen more time to think. On the other hand, another ancestor of the Eastern family, the Eastern Thousand Feathers, and thousands of ancestors rushed toward Wang Chen.
Obviously, this thousand ancestors are also very strong. However, compared to the Qingshan ancestors, it is not on one level.
The Great Perfect Warrior is still a half step away from the Holy Warrior. Although it is only half a step, the strength between the two is quite different.
Greatly completed martial arts? Wang Chen’s intentions are stunned.
"Explosive!"
An angry drink, Wang Chen did not retreat, and blasted out and greeted him.
蹬蹬蹬...
Under the blast, after seven steps, Wang Chen rushed to the front of thousands of ancestors.
"Wind!"
In the face of the great consul of the martial arts, Wang Chen did not dare to support the big, the eyes of Suzaku were rushed to the extreme, and the flames burned on Wang Chen's body and rose.
When the wind moves out, how can it be light? Let Wang Chen look very ethereal.
Calling...
The fire burned, and the Yuanlizhi, who turned into a fireblade, swept away toward the thousand ancestors.
"Hugh to be crazy!"
Seeing that Wang Chen dared to confront himself with his own face, the East Qiang’s eyes were indifferent, and under a sigh of anger, he reached out and grabbed it. In an instant, a sacred **** soldier turned out and turned toward Wang Chen.
Looking at the East Thousands of Feathers, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.
Suzaku's Eye, Suzaku Flame, Wind and Thunderstorm, this is definitely the best attack method for Wang Chen.
Ordinary people, do not know the horror of the wind, will inevitably fall into the trap of Wang Chen.
There is no sound, and the two weapons are in a moment of confrontation. As Wang Chen expected, in general, as the two weapons confronted, the Suzaku flames instantly rolled toward the East Thousands.
"Bastard!" Instantly noticed that it was not good, the East Thousands of feathers, his face changed greatly.
However, after all, it is a great perfect martial artist. It is not that ordinary warriors can compete with each other, and even the peak martial artists like Nangong Batian can compete.
After panic, the Eastern Thousand Feathers screamed and hurriedly controlled the real yuan to be swallowed up. At the same time, the hands of the hands were struggling. In the face of such a strong struggle, Wang Chen finally felt a little powerless and could not control his struggle.
Obviously, although the eyes of Suzaku are perfectly integrated, they are not invincible. Wang Chen’s strength is not enough. Not enough to bring the power of the Suzaku Flame to the limit, not enough to bring the power of the wind to the limit.
The limit he can deal with is perhaps the strength of the martial arts of the peak martial arts, Nangong tyrants. In the face of the great perfect martial arts, there still seems to be some weakness.
"Thunderstorm!"
Since it is impossible to control the other party, Wang Chen made a decision instantly! Although the energy absorbed was not enough, Wang Chen was decisively exerting a thunderstorm.
The real element of the body spewed out instantly, and Wang Chen’s wrist shook, and a majestic force broke out.
Hang...
In the slamming sound, the whole person of the Eastern Thousand Feathers was repulsed out, quite wolf.
However, because of the lack of power, so did not cause substantial harm to him! Although the Eastern Thousand Feathers seem to be wolverine at the moment, it has not suffered any harm.
The body's blood tumbling, he was quickly suppressed.
Thunderstorms, caused by the thousand birds in the East, are only shocks, and they are forced to retreat.
It can be seen that the great perfection of the martial arts is so strong, it is not the peak of the martial arts can be comparable!
Although, both are known as the strongest standing on the peak of the Zongwu. However, the gap between them is also huge.
"Day Magic Dance!"
After probably understanding the strength of the other side, Wang Chen followed the demon dance.
Today, Wang Chen, the strength of the seventh-order martial artist, is finally able to step out of the thirty-six steps of the demon dance.
Every step is taken, and suddenly, Wang Chen’s momentum is soaring. Every step of the way, suddenly, the body of the Suzaku flames on Wang Chen is a soaring point.
At this moment, Wang Chen Shi exhibited the magic dance. In the face of the great perfect martial arts, Wang Chen knows that relying on his current strength is difficult to overcome. If you want to win, the last remaining snuggle is the magical and unparalleled pace of heaven.
蹬蹬蹬...
The demon dances out, and Wang Chen’s whole person is instantly floating! Every step of the way, it attracted a burst of vibration. The sound of this vibration directly spread to everyone's heart, so that everyone who is within the square of Wang Chen's radius feels bloody, uneasy, and illusory.
At this moment, Wang Chen is absolutely the most extreme in his own strength.
Winning or losing, all here.
"Bastard, give me a break!"
In the face of the endless illusion that Wang Chen stepped out of the demon dance, the Eastern Thousands of Feathers roared, and the mind was one, and the Yuanshen, the real body, sprayed out, with anger, once again toward Wang Chen I rushed over.
It’s not a great perfect martial artist. At this moment, he has a good control of his own state of mind!
However, the demon dance is so simple that it can be prepared.
Rao is holding the mind, but the Eastern Thousands of Feathers are constantly being affected by the illusion, and they have to give up a touch of heart to resist the illusion. Invisible, so that his strength can not be fully played out.
"Hey, destroy the soul!"
Between the blink of an eye, stepping out of the nine steps, seeing the Eastern Thousands of feathers returning to the gods, Wang Chen took a shot to destroy the soul.
Destroy the world, the second move, destroy the soul!
This trick, the real element that needs to be consumed is really horrible, so when it is not necessary, Wang Chen will not rashly display it.
However, at this moment, in the face of the Eastern Thousands of Feathers, Wang Chen apparently did not intend to keep it.
A fight!
This battle determines the development of the situation and cannot be lost.
Calling...
Booming...
With the smashing of the spirit, suddenly, the world is discolored!
Before the sky, the clouds are rolling, and the thunder and lightning are flashing like a dragon.
All things in the world, at this moment, as if they all began to surrender, they began to tremble and began to mourn.
嗷呜...
Beyond the endless void, under the leadership of Wang Chen, a devil giant came into being, grew up, and rushed to the bottom, going straight to the east, and going to him thoroughly. Swallow, destroy.
......~...
(It is the ancestor of Thousands of Thousands, the Eastern Thousand Feathers of the Eastern Family, not the ancestors of the fire ancestors, hey, heroes, don’t be wrong!)
