"Brother Chen..."

Su Qing, Bai Ye and others also took a few steps forward, but in this battle situation, there was nothing they could do.

Wow!

The sound of rocks breaking was heard from the bottom of the cliff, and then, Xiao Chen flew up.

His face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Does the spirit attack?"

Xiao Chen stared at Wei Zichen, thinking of the sudden change, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Xiao Chen, I want you to die, and I want you to die in extreme pain!"

Wei Zichen looked even older. Not only his hair was white, but his face was also wrinkled.

"Really? Then give it a try."

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, the Chaos Art began to circulate, and his upper Dantian began to tremble.
Chapter completed!