When the black divine light hit, Jiang Chen's eyebrows tingled, and his scalp felt as if it had been frozen, and it was numb.

Although he had been prepared, when he faced the blow of this myth and smelled the breath that made all beings tremble, his heart still uncontrollably swelled with great despair and fear. He had thought that he would at least have the courage to fight, but now he finally understood that he was no different from those who had disappeared under the light of the five-colored gods.

Originally, I planned to use the magic power of "space transfer" to deal with one or two, but when it came to the end, it couldn't come in handy at all. Jiang Chen's instinctive reaction, and perhaps the only correct reaction, was to flee!

The figure blurred for a while, and the breath disappeared in place the moment the black light came, and then crossed the space, flickering in mid-air, and reappeared under the eaves next to the street.

This time the escape was rather hasty, and although he avoided the deadly attack, his center of gravity had shifted from the center. Before Jiang Chen could gain a foothold, another red divine light had already followed, slashing towards his shoulder.

The divine light is like a feather, light and sharp, the brilliance is restrained, but it contains the weight of the mountains. It doesn't seem to be a fatal hit, but as long as you rub it lightly, at least half of your body will be engulfed. Jiang Chen didn't want to gamble with his life to see if he could survive after losing half of his body.

He snorted, and before he could breathe, his body was like a bowstring, and he bent down to the ground fiercely, dodging the red mang by a fraction of a second. Then, with a heavy step, his back lowered to the limit, he fired like a bow of the full moon, and the taut bowstring burst out with several times the force, and the man used this force to sweep up like a furious arrow, and catapult far to the other side.

"It's wrong." The Peacock Xiao Ming King praised heavily, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

That kind of martial arts, in the eyes of the Buddha's mother, is also "boring", far enough to escape from your hands.

At the same time as you complimented, the right hand that was ready to attack waved out almost at the same moment as Jiang Chen's flash, and the eighth divine light arrived at Jiang Chen's front back in an instant, about to start that play.

Jiang Chen's escape performance exceeded the expectations of the Peacock Xiao Ming King, but why is your cultivation so low, there have been many weak people who have the magical powers that all human beings recognize, and they all died at your hands. Seeing Jiang Chen fleeing farther and farther away will only make your heart burn more with murderous intent.

It held a broken sword, and the hot sword bloomed like an explosion, sharp and strong, as if cutting open the eyes of hundreds of millions of demons. But before I could swing that sword, it was as if I heard a quiet announcement, and hundreds of millions of eyes completely enveloped me, and the great figure was swallowed in an instant.

Before it died, it fell into a deep sleep with it, hundreds of years ago, it came out of decay, awakened again, and today it is broken to save it!

If it does, the chase will begin.

The sound of the flute was faintly heard in his ears, and Zhou Lingyu's breath was far away from here. At the same time as you, there were no Liu Xuan, Liu Hongyun, Yang Luo, Qu Chenyu and other young people. As long as you can meet those low hands, you are bound to be able to fight with the Peacock Xiaoming King - but that short period of dozens of zhang, separated by the Peacock Xiaoming King's seven-colored divine light, is as special as the next day, it is surmountable.

Blue, yellow, red, white and white, a salvo of seven-colored brilliance, Jiang Chen has a way to go!

When the heavy smoke of the Buddha's light penetrated into the body, Yingfu seemed to be able to feel the demise of his "existence".

The white sword in the palm of his hand, called "Soul Snatcher", has tens of thousands of souls on the sword!

That time, let the world know that Chen Fubo, the first warrior under the command of General Tong Xiao, who was "thousands of troops and horses avoiding white robes", did not fall into the prestige of the white-robed army!

"Jiang Gongzi!"

A describable sadness and anger surged into his heart, and in an instant, it remembered a number of past events.

Jiang Chen rushed through the interception of the eight divine lights in one go, and his feet stopped at all, shooting towards the north in a flowing manner.

Jiang Chen's figure also fell into the sight of the low-handed hands of the Night City, and we all showed our bodies and slowed down to come to the rescue. As long as it takes a few breaths, there is no chance of reversal. However, it was a scene deliberately created by the Peacock Xiao Ming King - you have to kill Jiang Chen with the seven-colored divine light in front of all the young enemies, and deter the seven directions!

At the very first moment of "Woo Woo ......", Yingyu could only let out a futile roar.

It remembered that I am Chen Fubo, the number one warrior in the white-robed army!

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Seven colors of divine light, eight paths come out together, even the human immortal martial saint has a way to resist, at this time, it suddenly changes, like a floating light and a glimpse out of the capital, flickering beside Jiang Chen.

The distance is too many millimeters, and the Peacock Xiaoming King is also sure that there is a middle in the end. Seeing Jiang Chen climb down the wall, you were slightly angry, and waved your left hand twice in a row, deciding to kill this fang with one blow.

In the calm wandering, the sensory time at the time of life and death has not been extended. Because the distractions at that time were too extravagant, maybe the last thought turned around, and it was the end of all thoughts.

That is the only one who is Zheng Ming, who used to be a fourth-order "slack" skill, with the "Wandering Dragon Heart Sutra", proficient in the spatial escape method, and can be compared with the human immortal martial saint on the way to escape, so that he can earn a glimmer of life. In other words, even a fourth-order martial artist in his heyday might have attained Bliss in the first or seventh appearance.

All the old dreams, the persistence and stubbornness of the two lives, will turn into nothingness along with the smoke and dust.

Suddenly, my eyes were pierced by a sudden white rainbow light, and I squinted involuntarily. When I opened my eyes again, my body was under the wall and it was a mysterious flip, and I turned around in the speed of galloping, narrowly avoiding the white divine light behind me, and before shooting into the air, I made another unbelievable horizontal movement, dodging the yellow light of the face, and landed under the branch next to it.

The roar of the demon beast shook through the mountains and forests through the light of the Buddha, but there was a way to shake the caster of the seven hundred feathered clothes by half a point.

There are words of thrill in this, and almost every moment is enough to kill me.

Jiang Chen's thoughts spread out in the air, although he had time to turn around, his back was like an eye, and he sensed the coming of safety every time you made a move. However, that cyan divine light came too slowly, it could be said to be a lightning flint, Zheng Ming even came and used the "space jump", only to feel a chill on his back explode, squeezing out the only remaining potential in his body, roaring and jumping down the wall, and the soles of his shoes were almost wiped up.

The power is colliding, the violent torrent is rushing in the light of the Buddha in the sea of stars, the intertwined darkness and white darkness are cutting the world apart, and life passes through the gap of destruction and turns into a torrent of bondage.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and persisted for such a moment or four, it could be said that he had stolen a breath of life from the hands of the king of Hades, but he could even take a breath of stinginess, and he was about to usher in the first moment.

That chance to escape from the dead was to "seize the soul" for it. Therefore, it must fight a bloody way!

At this moment, it heard a sword roar, and the white sword in its palm trembled, and the sound of the groan was crisp and crisp.

The heart was stirring, and Ying Yu felt that he could move, the static power in his body boiled and roared, and his will and murderous aura reached the peak of the world at the same time.

This "Soul-Grabbing" white sword, which has accompanied it for two lifetimes, has fought on the battlefield several times, killed several enemies, broken armor, and was once included in the ten small famous swords, in order to earn a little life for it, it spontaneously broke at that time.

Then, there was a crisp sound of a sharp weapon breaking. It could feel that it had lost something in its hands, something extremely precious.