Chen San dragged the fireball in his left hand and the evil knife in his right hand, swept to the front of the pitch-black light ball less than three feet, and his body was deflected, avoiding the black light giant fist that was shot out, and throwing it into the pitch-black light ball.

As soon as he entered the pitch-black ball of light, Chen San's figure swept upwards at the same time, what caught his eye was a huge fire man with a height of more than 20 zhang covered by a crystal net, and there was a black chain tied up outside the net.

As soon as Chen San's figure was raised to two feet, a gust of wind swept under his feet, and an invisible giant fist swept under his feet.

For the other monks, it was certain that there was a black light giant hidden in the pitch-black light ball, but after entering the pitch black light ball, whether or not they could see the black light giant fused into the pitch black light ball was another matter.

However, in Chen San's eyes, as long as the black light giant does not move, it is difficult for Chen San to identify the location of the black light giant, but as long as the black light giant moves, it is like a glass crystal statue moving in clear and still water, the water will fluctuate, but the crystal image will not, at this time, Chen San's microscopic ability can be clearly distinguished.

Previously, Chen San was hit by a punch from the black light giant hiding in the pitch-black light ball, that was after Zhang Chong pinched the giant out, the giant never moved, and when Zhang Chong was in trouble, in fact, the giant was already very close to Chen San, so Chen San didn't have time to react, and was hit hard by the black light giant, so he was injured and flew back.

As soon as he saw the situation in front of him, a golden foreign object was drawn from behind the trapped Yanglong Fire Man, and it rushed straight to Chen San's forehead.

This thing is golden and bright, the color is red gold, only the size of a bull's eye, the whole body is round is a gold bead, the gold bead has not arrived, a solemn and peaceful Buddhist breath of Pei Ran is pouring in, but as long as you feel it carefully, you will find that there is a wisp of killing that is not easy to detect in the breath of Buddhism, and it seems that the gold bead is very weird.

As soon as the golden bead swept across the body of the Yanglong Fire Man, a whistling came out from behind the Yang Long Fire Man, and then a blue cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew out, also towards Chen Sanjuan.

The breath of the golden bead was weird, Chen San didn't dare to underestimate it, the evil knife in his right hand was raised and swung down, and with a ding, the knife beads hit each other with a buzzing sound, and the evil knife in Chen San's right hand rebounded, making his right arm raise again, and the golden bead was only two feet away from the evil knife, and then stopped the retreat, and hit Chen San again.

After repelling the golden bead, Chen San's figure was raised three zhang more, avoiding the black light giant's giant palm back, and then the evil knife in his right hand disappeared with a turn, and then the flame of the halberd fingertips jumped, drawing three red melting blades to face the blue cold wind.

The three red melting blades shot out, and Chen San's halberd finger in his right hand no longer drew a fire blade, but a layer of gray stained his right hand, and at the same time, the flames of his fingertips dispersed, and a ray of electric light was entwined in it, and the halberd pointed directly at the oncoming gold bead.

Chen San actually used his body to slash at the evil sword ghost Bodhisattva and could only bounce it away with the magic weapon gold bead of two zhang, this move fell in the eyes of Zhang Chong, who was staring at Chen San coldly, and his eyes reappeared with a look of fear, but there were not many accidents.

Chen San had taken down his treasure Soul Oblivion Thorn with his flesh palm before, and now he would face the Thousand Killing Relics with two fingers, it is not impossible, Zhang Chong will certainly not be surprised by this, and Zhang Chong is afraid of Chen San: A mere human race has such a strong and domineering body, if this kind of tough flesh body is a kind of supernatural power, if this kind of supernatural power can be inherited and cultivated without too much cost, then the innate advantage of his own clan will not be lost!?

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"Ding"

The three red melting blades facing the blue cold wind were the first to explode, and a crisp golden iron buzz sounded in the rumbling sound, and Chen Sanshi's two fingers and gold beads hit each other together, even if Zhang Chong had expected it, the moment he saw that Chen Sanshi's two fingers were not damaged at all, his face still changed color again, and he looked incredulous. 228 Literature Network

What shocked Zhang Chong again was that after hitting Chen Sanshi's two fingers, the gold bead did not bounce back, but climbed on the gold bead at the moment when Chen San's fingertips struck each other, and at the moment when the gold bead bounced back, the electric light pulled and fixed the gold bead in front of the fingertips.

Afterwards, Zhang Chong saw the electric light in Chen San's right hand emerge, and the electric light of his fingertips was dazzling, wrapped into a plasma thunder ball, and wrapped the gold bead tightly in it.

But in a moment, the thunder ball on Chen San's fingertips scattered, and a dull gold bead fell, which was caught in Chen San's hand.

"Before accepting my treasure, you asked me if He Yuanhua agreed!"

The moment Chen San grabbed the golden bead, a cold voice from behind him came into his ears, and at the same time, two spiritual pressures hit the back of his neck and waist.

He Yuanhua, who had performed the secret technique of concealment, did not make a move after sneaking behind Chen San at some point, but waited for the opportunity to make a move.

Seeing that Chen San blocked the golden bead twice and recovered the golden bead, He Yuanhua immediately ignored the fact that the relics of a thousand killings were forcibly taken, and under the trauma of his own soul, he suddenly appeared, and his two hands wearing two gray and white scale armor gloves cut towards the back of Chen San's neck and waist with his palms.

He Yuanhua's two gloves are refined from the two claws of the pangolin demon in the late stage of the demon infant, and ordinary treasures can't withstand the pinching and splitting of the person wearing this treasure.

Although Chen San's physical body is powerful, he can grab the Soul Oblivion Thorn and block the Thousand Killing Relic, but the grade of the Soul Oblivion Thorn and the Thousand Killing Relic is very large and the Broken Yue Glove in his hand is a very large section, and the Broken Yue Glove can reach the Xuan-level magic weapon of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank.

Although he couldn't exert all the power of the Broken Yue Glove with his own cultivation, it was not difficult to smash this person's body, He Yuanhua thought.

As soon as He Yuanhua's voice behind him fell, Chen San's body immediately shook, but Chen San's face did not show pain, but a look of shock appeared and then his expression returned to calm and said: "As foreigners, the treasures on your bodies will belong to me Chen sooner or later, so you don't need to ask the two of you." ”

As he spoke, the two gray arms stretched out from the back of Chen San's neck and waist that were about to be cut to his shoulders suddenly softened, and after wrapping He Yuanhua's palms embedded in the two gray arms, he threw them aside.

As soon as He Yuanhua was thrown out, the gray arm that broke out from Chen San's back was retracted, and his body moved, sweeping straight up.

"He Yuanhua, get out of the way!"

He Yuanhua was thrown aside in disbelief, until a strong wind blew from his side, and Zhang Chong's shout reached his ears, and he came to his senses and hurriedly lifted his body up.

It's just that He Yuanhua's movements are still half a minute slower, and even he He Yuanhua can't see the giant fist of the black light giant still hit his knees and feet with a strong wind, and immediately two crisp cracks came out of his feet, He Yuanhua couldn't help but snort in pain, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.