Chapter 12: The Remnant

"That's right, I'm a member of the Taishan clan!" The moment the other party revealed his identity, many incomprehensible portraits on the stone wall were suddenly in the sea of knowledge, and he was finally able to determine why the blood flowing in his chest at this time was so boiling and indignant!

"It's a pity that you're too weak. After the figure's gaze looked at Song Xuan's body, he looked regretfully at the black flame that had retracted into Qin Xuan's body, and it would take a lot of effort to pull it out again.

"You don't seem to have much of the ropes. Song Praise stared at each other, the sea of knowledge has already subtly overlapped a lot of pictures that don't want to do, that stone wall, the oldest dozens of paintings seem to be messy, but now in retrospect, they can be combined together, recording the grievances of the Taishan clan and the god clan!

"Remnant. "The Divine Race Phantom shrouded in black flames disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, the incomparable scorching heat rushed towards the assault ship, and in the void, the power of the Void Black Flame was an absolute weapon.

"It's time for revenge!" "Praise Zan's step on the assault ship, rushing forward against the fire of the black flames, the Eight Palaces Refining Body Mang circulating all over his body appeared rare active and excited at this moment, which made Praise have a trace of enlightenment, the God Clan, a long time ago, was the most in line with the taste of the Taishan Clan!

"It's not what it used to be, I have the Black Flame Body, and your Body Refining Light is just a joke. The sea of black flame rose up, turning into a burning sky enchantment, and the praise rushed into it, and the feeling of weakness and powerlessness suddenly spread all over his body, and his whole body was infused with refining veins, and under the incomparable high temperature of the black flame, there was an illusion of surging and detachment.

"It turns out that the last form in the inheritance tower is for revenge. Song Zan closed his eyes in the sea of fire, clenched his fists, and brought them close to his ribs, this is the best posture that can make the refining rays in his body converge, and with a loud shout, eight sharp metal rays burst out of Song Zan's mouth, and even the Black Flame Burning Sky Enchantment appeared twisted and torn at this moment.

"Casting the body is like casting a sword, the Nine Palaces Battle Tianxuan!

With each shouting word, the Void Storm collapsed into a large area, and all the mineral veins in Praise Praise's body released a sharp aura of metal at this moment, pouring into the Eight Palaces in front of Praise Praise, raising his hand to grab this dazzling light, Praise momentum skyrocketed, took a step, and slashed towards the center of the Black Flame Burning Sky Enchantment.

"Scared!" The phantom of the Protoss has long sensed that something is wrong, in his memory, the single combat of the Taishan Clan is extremely strong, in the years when the Protoss has not yet appeared as a godmaster, the people of the Protoss are the snacks of the Taishan Clan!

"You're in luck!

The Black Flame Burning Sky Enchantment dissipated out of thin air, and the figure suddenly disappeared, and the edge in Praise's hand slashed into the void storm, splitting the storm in two, and the power was terrifying.

"Don't run! Lao Tzu will take you out and kill you sooner or later!" Praise awakened the hatred between the two races, the irrepressible fury of temperament, and the staggering and unsteady standing under his feet, but still compared the edge in his hand, this momentum really made the phantom of the god clan shocked, and after scolding secretly, he escaped into the void and disappeared.

Mu Qingwei looked up and praised the tall figure and the violent might, shocked inexplicably, Taishan clan, the three words were dug out by Mu Qingwei from the long-term memory in the depths of the sea of knowledge, and the attached meaning even lost her face.

Qin Xuan's spiritual power origin rushed into the chain of the array, but the chain was lengthy, spanning dozens of middle heavens, how could the hidden consciousness be so easy to find, and after passing through the time of half a pillar of incense, Qin Xuan turned back in despair.

"Hum-" The chain of the formation path danced violently, involving countless array energy, sealing the origin of Qin Xuan's spiritual power in it!

"Oops!"

Qingmang's divine light was extremely sharp, shattering the surrounding formations, but the formation of the formation patterns was like a sea tide, cascading together, endlessly, Qin Xuan watched Qingmang run out little by little, and his spiritual power origin was about to be exposed!

"Something is wrong! look over there!" Jin Yao pointed to the array of chains nailed to Qin Xuan's body in the void and exclaimed, at this time, the chains were dancing in the air, tossing violently like a pulpping dragon.

"Go over and take a look!" Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed with a seven-colored look, and he was immediately shocked, "Brother Xuan's spiritual power is out of his body! It must have entered the array chain space, praise big brother, can the long sword in your hand split that chain!"

The anger in Praise Zan's chest had not yet subsided, his eyes were red, his long hair was fluttering, and he was in an extreme depression that he could not find a person to vent, and after hearing Mu Qingxuan's shout, his body slammed towards the dancing chains, and raised his hand to slash it.

"Bell--"

With the power of a knife, the chain dancing in mid-air directly slashed the whole body stiff, and the dazzling metal light bloomed at the blade, praising the cracking of the tiger's mouth, but the momentum was better than three points!

"Bell-bell--bell-

After the seven knives, the big knife turned into a mang of refining body in his hand exploded in the air, turning into pieces of starry light pouring into the body of Praise, and several mouthfuls of old blood spewed out of the air of Praise, but fortunately, Xia Sinsan urged the battleship in time to catch the praise of fainting death.

Although the chain of the array was not cut open by Praise, the energy of the formation that was crowded and blocked by Qin Xuan was smashed by Praise and flew away, and a huge gap appeared in the chain space, Qin Xuan's spiritual power origin saw the opportunity to flee in embarrassment, the light and shadow flashed, and at the moment when it finally escaped into the body, the cyan divine light that wrapped the origin was only the last two percent.

"Brother Xuan, this way!" Mu Qingwei waved his arm.

Qin Xuan's heart was depressed, but he found a trace of vitality in an instant, "Fu Ling, the chain formation pattern is empty, do it quickly!"

"Huh?" A suspicious sound finally came from within the array chain, just now a terrifying array energy forcibly infiltrated into the chain buttonhole, changing the formation base combination!

"Master, let's go, I won't last long, this is a sub-god-level magic circle!"

Fu Ling had never been so urgent, Qin Xuan heard that his two big hands slammed the chain magic circle on his chest, and several links that had been secretly tampered with by Fu Ling were directly shattered, and the four wings behind Qin Xuan shook, heading towards the assault ship.

"Where to go!Leave me the power of the Seven Saints in your body!" The broken array chain cleansed out the arcane array pattern light, and it quickly recovered the broken place, and the roar came from the chain, with the sonorous sound of metal colliding.

"Run!" Qin Xuan's chest was bleeding nonstop, and he shouted these two words as soon as he jumped into the battleship.

Xia Sinsan was frightened, and urged the battleship with all his strength to dodge the spurts and slaps of the chain spell in the void.