boom!

The golden grid under Xiang Chen's feet suddenly exploded, and the devouring vortex turned into by the blood of the gold-eating rat tore the entire street a hundred feet of gullies.

His right arm was covered with golden crow divine patterns, and the blazing sun fire burned the immortal binding rope that was coming towards him red: "Show me the true form!"

"Arrogant rats!"

The strong man's chains were like a crazy dragon dancing around him, and the body of the tied immortal lock rope appeared in the fire - they were thirty-six bronze chains entangled with chaotic energy, and the Taoist patterns of the word "forbidden" engraved on the links were lit at this moment.

The void suddenly stagnated, and Xiang Chen suddenly felt that his limbs were imprisoned by invisible shackles.

"That's it?"

Xiang Chen sneered, and his left eye suddenly turned into a vertical pupil of Zhulong: "When Zhulong devoured!" The flow rate of ten feet in a radius suddenly slowed down. Taking advantage of the moment when the spirit of the bound Saint Scout was stunned, his shoulders were filled with poisonous heads, and dark green poisonous fangs bit the chain seven inches.

Crack! Amid the sizzling corrosion, cracks appeared in the bronze chain.

The strong man's weapon spirit roared angrily, and the remaining thirty-five chains collapsed and reorganized on their own, turning into bronze cages that covered the sky and the sun: "Holy One Prison!"

“Enough play.”

Behind Xiang Chen, the phantom of the emperor witch appeared, and the totem of the twelve ancestor witches flowed on the surface of the skin.

He pinched the Zhurong fire seal with his left hand, formed the Gonggong Water Art with his right hand, and the water and fire dragons roared and collided into the cage: "The Witch Ancestor Shakes the Sky!"

Boom! In the chaotic airflow that was exploded by water and fire, the bronze cage shattered inch by inch.

The strong man's weapon spirit staggered backwards, and his body tied up the immortal ropes into nine pieces scattered on the ground. The weapon spirit looked in disbelief: "What kind of scrape are you..."

"Next!"

Xiang Chen stepped on the fragments of the immortal rope and soared into the sky. The Jiuji Tianshen Spear burst out from the dragon's pupil between his eyebrows. The chaotic dragon shadow wrapped around the tip of the gun forced Li Huo to retreat a hundred feet, and the Samadhi True Fire broke scorched marks on the gun rod.

"Young man is so cruel~" The woman in the red dress with Lihuo washing silk turned lightly in the sea of ​​fire, and the hem of the skirt raised the burning flames.

The Nanming Lihuo condensed into nine fire phoenixes and sealed them in all directions, and the core temperature burned the space to produce glass-like crystals.

Xiang Chen's golden crow's blood boiled to the extreme, but the sun god wings spreading behind him suddenly restrained. He allowed the fire phoenix to devour his body, and turned into a charred human form in the astonished gaze of the weapon spirit - but at the moment when the ashes drifted, his true body emerged from the shadow of the weapon spirit!

"The Great Thunder Escape, Konghen!"

The Candle Dragon Time Law burst out at Xiang Chen's fingertips. Within 0.3 breaths of the staggering spirit of the weapon, the Jiuji Tianshen Spear penetrated his chest: "Taixu Breaks the Xu!"

The woman in the red dress screamed and turned into her body, and a piece of red silk wrapped around the fire was nailed in the air.

The silk surface burning the sky pattern was dull, but Xiang Chen frowned and shook it away: "Fancy and whistle."

boom!

The ground suddenly raised a thousand feet of earth, and the old man selling cakes tore off his disguise.

The Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Cage turned into a giant mouth of Taotie and swallowed it. The dark energy surging between the cage teeth formed the gravitational force of the black hole.

Xiang Chen's feet were deeply trapped on the ground, and Jianmu's blood veins frantically extracted the power of the earth's veins: "What about swallowing?"

The black vortex appeared on his right palm, and the Wanxiang Wuji Tianlian Technique was in reverse operation.

The soul-devouring cage spirit was shocked to realize that the origin was lost, and wanted to break free but was eroded by the seven-emotional demonic thoughts burst out from Xiang Chen's left eye: "Broken it to me!"

Crack! Taotie's huge mouth was torn in half, Xiang Chen was covered in dark blood, throwing the broken soul-devouring cage towards the spring and autumn mirror that was rushing towards him.

The ripples of time and space exploded on the mirror, and the white-clothed weapon spirit stabbed the blade spear that appeared in the long river of time: "Stop here!"

"Good come!"

Xiang Chen laughed wildly and did not dodge or avoid it. The nine-six dragon pupils between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and the golden light of the dragon shadow collided with the Time Blade Spear.

His right leg was wrapped around the Xiangliu Poison Mist and kicked sideways, and the fangs phantom bit the ankle of the spirit: "The law of time and space? I have it too!"

The Spring and Autumn Mirror Artifact Spirit was shocked to find that the flow rate of time he had manipulated was offset by Xiang Chen's Zhulong bloodline.

Jiuji Zhentian Spear grabbed the flaw and thorned, and the chaotic dragon shadow burst out from the tip of the spear hit the mirror and cracked the spider web: "But that's it!"

hold head high--

The dragon roared and the sword roared through the sky, and the Confucian and Taoist pen that had previously disguised as a lame scholar finally took action. The broken pen tip splashed ink into a sword, and three thousand Haoran sword energy formed a sword formation to kill evil.

Xiang Chen swung his spear and opened the sword energetic character "Ren" that was coming towards him, but the left shoulder was covered with blood marks from the sword energetic character "Yi".

"It's interesting." Xiang Chen licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the bloodline of the emperor witch formed the twelve ancestor witch armor under the skin.

He suddenly abandoned his gun and used his fist. The power of Gonggong Xuanming frozen the sword formation on the left, and Zhurong's flames burned the page on the right: "But the sage books are not what you use!"

The scholar shouted "a man" angrily, and wrote the ancient seal script of the word "Zhen" in the pen.

Xiang Chen sneered and took out the Wanxiang Wuji Tianlian Furnace and released the fire of Tianlian swept out. The flame light directly disintegrated the ancient seal: "A fake is worthy of shouting?"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire Wanbao City shook during the fierce battle, and Xiang Chen became more and more crazy as he fought.

Xiangliu's poisonous head bites the spirit of the alchemy furnace, the golden crow's true fire burns the seven treasures of Rakshasa, and the emperor's witch fist power collapses the Eight Wilderness Tower.

The streets were filled with fragments of spiritual treasures, and the wailing spirit turned into light and rain to escape.

"Who else?! Is it all a bunch of rags here?"

Xiang Chen stepped on the remains of the Spring and Autumn Mirror and shouted, the Jianmu root system penetrated the earth and extracted the residual power of the spiritual treasure.

His pupils suddenly contracted - the child who had previously squatted in the corner to play with mud was pinching Chaos Xilan into his own appearance!

"Big brother is so fierce." The child's innocent smile was creepy, and the clay man in his hand suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiang Chen suddenly felt that the Taoist rhyme was out of control in his body, and the bloodlines of Jinwu, Xiangliu and others were actually in conflict with each other under the guidance of the clay man.

"That's just like this!" Xiang Chen was not surprised but happy. The Wanxiang Wuji Tianlian Furnace jumped out of his dantian. The chaotic fire rolled back at the mouth of the furnace sucked the clay man in, and the twelve bloodlines hedged in the furnace wildly: "Refine for me!"

The child's weapon spirit finally changed color, and the chaos of the soil turned into a thumping giant.

Xiang Chen took the opportunity to launch the Gold-Devouring Rat Bloodline spell, turning into a huge mouse, biting the core of Xirang with sharp teeth: "You are waiting for!"

Snap!

Chaos Xilan was torn off the fragments of his fist, and Xiang Chen took the opportunity to buckle the Tianlian Furnace on the head of the weapon spirit.

Amid the roar of the giant's disintegration, he suddenly heard the bell ringing from the clouds - a phantom of the bronze bell engraved with the stars in the sky appeared and appeared.

"Imitation Chaos Bell?" Xiang Chen's breathing rapidly and stepped on the remains of the spiritual treasure and soared into the sky.

But the moment he touched the bell shadow, he was cut by the turbulent flow of time and space and was covered in bruises.

The indifferent Taoist sound came from the clock body: "The three corpses have not been killed, and they are not worthy of being held."

Looking at the dissipated Zhong Ying, Xiang Chen wiped the blood stains on his face and sneered: "I don't like me? I will refine you all sooner or later!"

Turn around and penetrate the Jiuji Tianzhen Spear into the earth, and the shock wave knocked away the defeated magic weapon within a radius of 100 miles.

The smoke of gunpowder disappeared and it was already ruined. Xiang Chen kicked away the struggling spirit of the Immortal Lock Artifact, and looked at the fragments of the spiritual treasures on the ground to restore their original state. Xiang Chen frowned: "It's all ordinary people... Alas, it seems that my provocation method has not stimulated the real treasure."
Chapter completed!