Chapter 875: Blood suppression (below)

"Hahaha...Wang Chen, Hugh to make a big slogan, today, let me expose your lies."

Looking at Wang Chen, he focused his attention on this side. In the field, the lord of the warrior sneered again and again.

Wang Chen makes the holy mountain statement.

That makes the holy mountain stand out.

As the home of the warrior, the battle of Wan Xing will not work, and Wang Chen can still be against the sky.

So far, everything is still under his control.

At this moment, the battle of Wan Xing is even eager to see, after a moment, how Wang Chen will look.

He would like to see how Wang Chen faced the anger of the Holy Mountain and how to face the anger of the world.

Want to destroy the Wang family, Wang Chen thought about it.

In the eyes of Wan Wanxing, the cold light flashes.

"Boom..."

The voice fell, and the battle was launched to the extreme.

The perfect level of blood, at this moment is gradually rushed to the extreme.

The horrible airwaves turned into a real dragon, and the sky shouted.

"However."

When I watched the move of Wan Wan, Wang Chen snorted.

"The blood of the blood."

A cold voice, Wang Chen will rush out.

哗啦啦......

In the blood, at the moment, the endless blood began to roll.

A vigorous energy, from the body of Wang Chen, burst out.

At this moment, the blood of silence is boiling.

With the boiling of the blood, with the release of the blood of the blood, for a moment, Wang Chen was covered with red light, and his hair gradually turned red.

This is the performance of the blood of the gods.

In the field, there is silence at the moment.

In all directions, those onlookers are holding their breath.

They stared at Wang Chen, and they didn’t dare to blink. They were afraid to miss any link.

The wind swelled and felt the majesty that was released from Wang Chen. These people were shocked.

A very powerful bloodline.

Quasi-instantaneous, Wang Chen’s blood is the power of the blood of the warring family.

And all this is not the end.

The power of Wang Chen’s blood is still climbing.

"哗..."

Looking at such a scene, some people couldn’t help but exclaim.

It is no longer necessary to read.

The power of Wang Chen’s blood has already made people feel everything.

Do you need more explanation?

Wang Chen, really is the inheritance of the blood of the true God...

A lot of people, my heart is amazed again and again.

"嘿嘿...the warrior, but it is to find death, to compete with my boss, not self-reliant."

Far away, watching this scene, the madman couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

For Wang Chen, the madman has never worried, even the madman has what Wang Chen has, just blind worship.

As before, this time, Wang Chen did not have any problems.

Feeling the power of Wang Chen's blood, the smile of the madman's mouth gradually stunned.

I have seen death, I have never seen such a death.

"Hey, look for a dead end."

On the other side, the black robe is cold and cold.

Wang Chen’s identity, the black robe is too clear.

Now, the warriors dare to doubt.

I also want to compare the power of blood.

Competing with the blood of the true gods, the power of the blood vessels...

Thinking of this, the black robe mouth can't help but take a moment.

Looking at the home of the warrior, he showed a sympathetic expression, poor guy, I’m afraid that he died, I don’t know.

"The power of a very strong blood, but, Wang Chen, you are not enough, the blood of the gods, not only that."

However, in the face of this moment, as the opponent of the warlord, the battle, but the face is indifferent.

It seems that everything he thought of.

It seems that the crisis has not come at all.

The corner of his mouth suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Not good."

And just in the excitement of everyone, in the moment when the war line shows a strange smile, Wang Chen’s face suddenly changed.

While Wang Chen constantly improved his blood, he felt the crisis.

The boiling blood is suddenly used for a chill.

The next moment, Wang Chen's blood, as if suffering from the ice, suddenly, between the cold.

Fighting...

The blood is coagulated, and there is no sign, and a blood is sprayed out.

蹬蹬蹬...

A figure of body shape, Wang Chen retired toward the rear.

At this moment, the power of Wang Chen’s blood is gone.

Even, if it wasn’t for Wang Chen’s response, he would protect the soul, but I was afraid that under the strange energy, Wang Chen’s soul had already suffered a great blow.

Rao is avoiding a catastrophe. At this moment, Wang Chen’s situation is also very bad.

He couldn’t mobilize the energy of the blood of the gods.

This makes Wang Chen’s heart fall into the bottom of the valley.

"What happened?"

"What happened."

"God, Wang Chen, he..."

A sudden scene that makes everyone's eyes wide open.

Wang Chen, vomiting blood, he blasted away.

Looking at the pale, wolf-stricken Wang Chen, at this moment, everyone in the field looks different.

What happened in the end, no one knows.

Wang Chen, just did not show a strong momentum, even the power of the blood, to suppress the blood of the war.

Now, suddenly, the situation has been reversed.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

"Boss..."

"Home Owner..."

When Wang Chen was behind him, looking at this scene, the Wang family couldn’t help but exclaim.

咻咻...

The first thing to do, Wang Yan and the black robe were flashing, but they rushed toward Wang Chen.

Fighting...

However, the unexpected scene is now appearing again.

Only seeing Wang Chen’s side, Wang Yan’s look is suddenly changing, and a blood spurts between the mouths.

Wang Yan, encountered the same situation as Wang Chen.

In the blood of the war, Wang Yan and Wang Chen, at this moment are mouth spit blood, pale pale.

This scene is really amazing.

"Ha ha ha..."

Looking at this scene, in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the battle of Wanxing was a big laugh.

"Wang Chen, you are a despicable villain, the power of blood, but this is so dare to nickname the true God heritage..."

The next moment, the battle lined up with a smile, and looked cold and greeted Wang Chen.

"Hahaha... This truth is all white, and everyone has seen it, Wang Chen, but a despicable villain, a true **** of blood, a big joke, the home of the warring family has been thoroughly let him Out of the original shape."

The words of Wan Wan are falling, and Fujitsu is also sneer and stand out again and again.

The plan is successful.

When you breathe out a sigh of relief, Teng Jun is so passionate at this moment.

This is what they want.

This is the plan of the warrior.

In front of everyone, let Wang Chen lose face.

In front of everyone, let the warriors thoroughly suppress Wang Chen with the power of blood.

As a result, Wang Chen’s true identity, that is a big joke.

"Wang Chen, see how you can put a big word."

"Wang family, you sin and die."

After the voice of Teng Junyue fell, the warriors and the Fuji family were filled with indignation.

The situation is already clear.

The competition of blood, Wang Chen failed.

Although the failure is different, the facts speak louder than words.

In the twinkling of an eye, the storm struck.

Just, this time, the storm is to take Wang Chen and roll the Wang family to it.

"Boom..."

In such a storm, the scene is completely out of control.

"God, Wang Chen has failed, what happened in the end."

"Wang Chen, he actually deceived the whole Tian Xuan mainland."

"What is the true heritage of God, I think this is Wang Chen’s big lie. Now, the lie has been exposed."

"It’s damn, it’s almost being used by the Wang family.”

In all directions, the crowd is passionate.

The situation in front of you is a big surprise, and it is also pushing the storm to the climax.

"Bastard, Warrior, what did you do?"

In a burst of roar, watching the situation is about time and space, Zhu Jia and Liu Jia's ancestors also quickly came to Wang Chen's side.

Looking at the appearance of Wang Chen’s wolverine at this moment, Zhu’s ancestors screamed.

The situation is very unfavorable.

The warrior must have done his hands and feet.

Before the heart of Zhu’s ancestors was faint feeling of uneasiness. At this moment, the crisis broke out.

In the center of the storm, the heart of Zhu’s ancestors sank.

"Hey, what we did, but it was suppressed by the blood of the blood, debunking a liar's lies, Wang family, when you are."

When I heard the words of Zhu’s ancestors, the battle was cold and cold.

This moment, he killed the machine.

The situation was reversed by him.

"Wang family, when you are."

After the war, the Warriors and the Rattans were all loud and angry.

The sound is amazing, and the waves are skyrocketing.

At this moment, the warriors who stood before the Wang family were shaken.

This world, the people who watched the battle in all directions, also joined the ranks of the condemnation.

The storm is coming, but the king is sweeping.

The warrior has an absolute advantage.

"You..."

Looking at such a scene, the ancestors of Zhu’s ancestors were ugly.

"Zhu family, Liu family, now the facts are very clear, you, retreat, Wang family, there is no need to exist."

Don't wait for Zhu Jia and Liu Jia to speak, and wait for the Wang family in anger to speak. Under such circumstances, the strong men of the Holy Mountain stood up.

They are waiting for this moment.

Last night, the warriors let them come to the war city to see a good show. To tell the truth, the heart of the holy mountain is uneasy.

They don't know what will happen.

They are even less clear about how the warlords should reverse the situation.

Even if it is the moment before, it is still the case.

So, watching Wang Chen and War Wanxing compete for the power of the blood, to prove identity, the heart of the Holy Mountain, is hanging.

If Wang Chen wins, how sacred the Holy Mountain will be.

Fortunately, the warriors did not let them down.

At this moment, everyone in the holy mountain breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, their faces showed a smile.

Although I don't know what happened, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Wang Chen has failed, isn't it?

This is enough, enough to make the Wang family fall into the land of eternal loss.