Chapter 272: Late king
Years are like the year!
Yes, these days, for the South Sea Sayādaw and others, it is no exaggeration to describe it as a year.
Everyone is closely watching the situation of Wang Chen.
The land of the bones is as if it was the original, the storm of the dead is raging every day.
The only thing that is less is the touch of the cruiser.
In this core, we can clearly see the horrible storm of endless dead air and rushing toward the entire Lingzhou.
That scene is absolutely shocking.
However, it is obvious that the South China Sea Sage and others are not in the mood to pay attention to these.
Everyone’s attention is placed on Wang Chen’s body.
The waiting time is always extraordinarily long.
Nine days, like nine hundred years, nine thousand years is generally long.
Even for the South Sea Sayādaw and the dance of Qing Xue, how many years have it survived from the ancient times? However, this period of time has not been long in these days!
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ninth day!
This is the ninth day when Wang Chen sits quietly on the refining.
If everything is normal, on this day, Wang Chen should be able to merge the soul of the gods.
The atmosphere of this day is low and it seems oppressive!
Everyone is wide-eyed and staring in the direction of Wang Chen.
Wang Chen, what is going on now?
"Damn, it's really a wait for a crash!"
In the cold eyes of Xiaoyun, I looked at Wang Chen under the huge bones of the dead bones. Yu Qianqiu’s mouth was pumping and couldn’t help but complain.
In these few days, Yu Qianqiu is also waiting in the torment.
Wang Chen did not show the slightest situation, which is heart-rending.
"If you don't have an accident, you should be successful today!"
The South China Sea Zunzi frowned and muttered.
Who is the most nervous if you are present? That is undoubtedly the South Sea Supreme.
She waited for this day, is it waiting for thousands of years?
At this moment, every minute and every second seems to be a long year.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually covered this piece of land, and the earth was dyed with a layer of red color!
This is to make the heart of the South Sea Sayādaw hanging in the air.
Seeing that this day is about to pass, Wang Chen still does not move.
“Is there any accident?”
The South Sea Sayādaw looks a bit ugly.
The dance in the South China Sea is clear and silent, but I don’t know what to think about.
Her face seemed to have a hint of hesitation, a trace of struggle, and the complexion became complicated.
"You, still hesitating?"
It seems that I noticed the situation of dancing snow, and the South Sea Sayādaw frowned, watching the cold snow and asked.
"Can we only do this?"
When I heard the South Sea Sayādaw, the dance snow cleared the sound, and with the whistling wind, she cast a questioning eye toward the South Sea.
Others are not clear, but it is too clear to dance the snow.
She is very clear, what is the South Sea Sayādaw and what she is going to do.
She is very clear about what their true purpose is.
"Do you think that? If there are other ways, why should we wait for these thousands of years? Don't forget, if you are a war, if you are not you, we don't have to wait for such a long time!"
The South Sea Supreme said coldly.
Her eyes looked cold and firm: "A thousand years of waiting, this is our last chance. If it is a failure, we are completely defeated. You forgot your experience? You forgot that kind of love?"
Nanhai Zun, staring at the dance and clear snow, asked.
At this moment, every word of the South Sea Sayādaw is a pale look of the dance snow!
"I know!"
Until the voice of the South Sea Sayādaw fell, the face of the dance snow was already white. She took a deep breath and said with a low voice.
The face gradually became cold and the eyes gradually became firm.
Yes!
The words of the South Sea Supreme, let the dance snow think a lot.
She has become a sinner. This time, she does not want to be a sinner again.
The night gradually enveloped this piece of land.
The cold wind, the whistling more and more powerful.
Under the silver moonlight, the whole land of the bones is pale and strange! This makes people feel like they are trapped in the nine secluded hell.
Quiet!
Still a silence!
The quietness of the entire dead bones makes people feel uneasy.
The South Sea Sayādaw, the mood of dancing snow, more and more anxious.
The look of Yu Qianqiu is also becoming more and more dignified.
Is it really a problem?
In the hearts of several people, a question mark appeared in the same place.
boom……
And when there were endless doubts in the hearts of several people, suddenly, a roar came.
Rumble...
In the roar of the roar, the whole earth trembled.
Whistling...
Then, the wind whistling.
Oh...
A powerful momentum, spread with Wang Chen as the center.
I don't know when, Wang Chen has been suspended in midair.
Under the silver moonlight, Wang Chen looked holy and majestic.
That powerful momentum was opened by Wang Chen.
And this momentum is climbing.
"Successful!"
Seeing this scene, the dance snow and the South Sea Supreme have a hint of excitement.
That's right! Is it not successful?
Wang Chen’s momentum is climbing.
In the middle of the king of the gods, the momentum gradually came to the peak of the middle of the king of the gods, and it was all over the impact of the late king.
"Successful!"
Yu Qianqiu’s eyes flashed with a smile.
If the weight is heavy, Yu Qianqiu exhales a breath.
His eyes are concentrated on Wang Chen's body, with endless appreciation and envy!
Late King of God?
If there is no accident, Wang Chen will be involved in this level tonight.
Once Wang Chen stepped into this level, with Wang Chen’s fighting power, there are few people in this world who can be his opponents?
How many people dream of the level, how many people do not dare to think about things, Wang Chen was only completed in a few years. Isn't this worthy of envy? Isn't this enough to make people appreciate?
"brother……"
After a little rhyme on one side, after feeling this situation, I turned my head and looked in the direction of Wang Chen. There was a shimmer in my eyes.
Whistling...
The gust of wind became more and more fierce.
With Wang Chen as the center, a huge whirlwind is forming!
Rumble...
The night when the silver moon was hanging high, I don’t know when it will gradually come down.
A layer of dark clouds, condensed on top of this sky!
The clouds are rolling, and the internal electric dragon snake.
A strong world of pressure, Wang Rong shrouded away.
Obviously, Heaven and Earth want to suppress this guy who is enough to provoke the world.
A terrible thunderstorm is brewing.
"Give me a break!"
Just as the winds and clouds changed, the heavens and the earth changed color, and everyone looked forward to them. Suddenly, among the raging waves, Wang Chen’s voice came.
The sound is loud and full of penetration.
As if this sounds cold, can penetrate nine days and ten places, can pass through the nine quiet hell, can shock the world!
boom……
Just in the roar of the roar, a burst of low roar came.
In the heavens and the earth, a powerful wave of air that broke through the air exploded.
Taking Wang Chen as the center, this stock is raging and sweeping several kilometers.
Even this situation forced Yu Qianqiu and others to resist all of them and re-entered the distance of 100 meters!
That breath is still improving.
He was like a flash flood, and under this night, he broke through the supreme barrier!
"The late king of God!"
The voice of Wang Chen came again. This time, his momentum suddenly passed the shackles and stepped into the new world.
I can clearly feel that the endless energy of the sky is sweeping toward Wang Chen and is going to cover Wang Chen!
This endless energy enters the body of Wang Chen and constantly fills his energy.
Wang Chen’s momentum has reached an unprecedented height!
"The late king of God! He did it!"
Yu Qianqiu took the lead and exclaimed.
So fast!
Not even encountered too much trouble.
Completely with absolute strength, directly broke through this layer of shackles?
The strength of this Wang Chen is also against the sky.
The level of the gods, although only divided into three levels of the early, middle and late stages.
However, these three levels, any level of impact, are difficult to climb to heaven.
Especially stepping into the late king of God!
Yu Qianqiu, who has experienced this shackle, is more aware of the difficulty.
At the beginning, how much energy did he spend on the late stage of the King of God, or even how much it cost?
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life of nine deaths.
However, now, Wang Chen has directly rushed into this level?
This makes Yu Qianqiu stunned.
"In the late period of the king of God, he reached this level!"
There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the dancing snow, muttering to himself.
"A very strong atmosphere, not the usual late King of God! And, this is not the end, his energy is still climbing!"
The look of the South Sea Supreme is awesome.
"We should start too!"
When everyone's attention is placed on Wang Chen, the figure of the South Sea Supreme is quietly moving toward the rear and exiting a distance!
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Oh...
In the body, like a long river, the waves are soaring.
At this moment, Wang Chen can clearly feel the new world, which is an endless world.
The energy that flows into the body from the outside world is terrifying and amazing.
The improvement of one's own strength is also horrible and amazing.
Every level of this **** is a huge hurdle. This is what is said to be correct.
The middle of the gods and the late kings?
It seems that the difference is one level.
However, only Wang Chen himself knows how big the gap between these two levels is!
This is almost an insurmountable scorpio!
Now, Wang Chen has crossed this scorpio, and he has entered the ranks of the late kings.
Accepting the baptism of heaven and earth, accepting the perfusion of heaven and earth, Wang Chen’s mouth reveals a smile, and the excitement in his heart is indescribable.
This level is the level of how many years Wang Chen has been looking forward to?
Now, he has got what he wants!
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