The rumor is worse than seeing the Ten Thousand Artifacts. It is actually a piece of golden paper, which no one expected.

When the leader of Tianmu saw the golden paper floating towards Qin Chen, his face changed.

How could the famous peerless work, Ten Thousand Artifacts, fall into Qin Chen's hands like this?

Your Highness Wutongtian can definitely kill Qin Chen.

If Qin Chen had not had the power book and the sword of destiny to cheer, this son would definitely not be the opponent of His Highness Wutongtian.

Now that we add the Ten Thousand Artifacts Score, we will increase our strength.

No! The Tianmu clan leader's face turned cold, and his body instantly came out. He held it tightly with one hand and turned into endless imprisonment power, directly locking the Ten Thousand Tools Score.

Seeing this scene, Qu Feiyan was slightly stunned, but then she sneered.

This guy has a bit of an idiot in his head.

In an instant, the Tianmu clan leader was extremely fast and caught it with one hand.

The Ten Thousand Artifacts Score released a counterattack, but when facing the Eleventh Clan Leader of the Tianmu who turned into an immortal transformation, he seemed to be unable to resist.

At this time, Qin Chen looked at the Tianmu Clan Chief and sneered: "Old guy, you don't want to live!"

After drinking it, Qin Chen's soul body trembled slightly in the sea of ​​soul.

The ban hidden in the Ten Thousand Artifacts Score seemed to feel the summoning at this time, and it began to tremble in a faint way.

"roll!"

Qin Chen drank it with a word, and the Ten Thousand Artifacts Score exploded instantly. The terrifying evil aura seemed to condense into golden sharp auras, instantly pierced through the palm of the leader of the Tianmu clan, directly peeling his five fingers into flesh paste, and even cutting golden light towards his head.

However, the leader of the Tianmu clan was a eleventh-turned immortal transformer. The moment his finger was cut off, his body instantly retreated, and he almost avoided the golden light attack.

But his five fingers disappeared.

The golden spectral of ten thousand instruments turned into flowing light and landed steadily at Qin Chen's feet.

At this time, Wu Tongtian looked at Qin Chen, and the huge statue behind him gradually condensed, and his eyes slowly opened.

At this moment, Wutongtian seemed to be integrated with the statue behind it.

"Qin Chen, the power of the Black Spirit God is something you just mortals cannot resist. Next, prepare to die!"

The confidence in Wutongtian's words is unconcealed.

This is the god of the Wuling tribe, and the existence of their ancestors' beliefs from generation to generation.

Qin Chen then said, "Does you believe in the gods want to kill me with the help of the gods?"

In an instant, the title pages transformed into the body of the book released a faint blue light, and the title pages all surrounded Qin Chen's body.

At this time, Qin Chen had a golden light condensed under his feet.

In an instant, the golden spectrum of ten thousand instruments radiated for a hundred miles.

The golden light dissipated and instantly hit all directions.

When the golden paper spreads out like a sky, light rises in the range of the golden paper.

Between those lights, everyone saw them, turning into eighteen huge phantoms.

Eighteen common magic weapons models, such as knife, gun, sword, halberd, axe, halberd, hook, fork, whip, mace, hammer, grab, boring, stick, spear, stick, stick, crutch, and meteor hammer, condensed at this time.

The sword is a thousand feet tall, majestic and powerful, showing its own power.

The sword is also a thousand feet high, and it cannot be regarded as sharp.

The eighteen kinds of magical weapons seem illusory, but they also seem to be real.

"There are ever-changing spirit killings!"

Qin Chen fell down, and the evil spirit surged in his body, instantly spreading over the phantoms of the eighteen kinds of divine weapons. In an instant, it soared into the sky and directly bombarded Wutongtian.

Boom boom boom... The earth-shaking roar kept ringing at this time.

In front of Wutongtian, a terrifying explosion sounded and the power of the Wuling God collided with the power of the eighteen divine weapons, releasing a huge impact force that destroyed the world.

At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky, feeling that the heavens and earths around Wuxiang Buddha Temple seemed to have been destroyed at this time.

It seemed that there, the sky broke a hole.

At this moment, Qu Feiyan also looked up, her eyes with a bright light.

"Master is still that powerful."

Qu Feiyan said coquettishly.

Under him, two giant swords had already suppressed the two eleven-turned-powered men, the leader of Guitian and Bloody Celestial Clan.

That day, the leader of the Mu tribe was cut into pieces by the Ten Thousand Vessels. At this moment, he stood aside, watching everything with lingering fear.

What's going on?

His Highness Wutongtian cannot be defeated! The next moment, he only looked at a figure in the sky and fell to the ground quickly.

"Your Highness!"

"Brother Seven!"

The leader of the Tianmu clan and Prince Wuyuan were all stunned and exclaimed in surprise.

How is that possible! But at this moment, a golden light fell from the sky and approached the Wutongtian.

"Facts have proved that it is better to believe in your own strength than to believe in your own strength."

With a word, the Destiny Sword pierced out instantly.

Boom... The sword directly nailed Wu Tongtian's body to the earth, and the ground was in all directions, with Wu Tongtian as the core, and the land collapsed in a hundred miles, instantly turning into powder and bursts of dust rose.

After a long time, everything calmed down.

Qin Chen's figure slowly emerged, standing beside Wu Tongtian, with his hands behind his back.

But Wu Tongtian was nailed to the ground and could not move at all, but was spitting blood from his mouth.

"The Eleventh Change, the prince of the Wuling clan is just that!"

Qin Chen looked at Wu Tongtian and smiled and said, "Now, are you convinced?"

At this moment, Wu Tongtian looked ugly all over. He looked at Qin Chen and roared: "Kill me, but don't be proud. My Wu Ling tribe will sooner or later be destroyed for three days and kill you!"

"Ghost Eye Demon Clan, Blood Eye Demon Clan, Tiane Demon Clan, and the other four major demons, right?"

Qin Chen smiled and said, "You can tell me where the king of your Wuling tribe is, I won't kill you."

"Hahahaha..." Wu Tongtian burst into laughter.

"Qin Chen, are you really afraid?

I'm afraid that my Wuling tribe will suddenly appear one day, and you can't resist it at all, right?"

Wu Tongtian said wildly: "Qin Chen, this is the general trend. You can't resist it with your own strength."

"Yeah?"

Qin Chen smiled slightly, but with a move of his hand, a figure that was about to leave, was directly caught in front of Qin Chen and clamped his neck.

It was the prince Wuyuan.

"Wuyuan, how arrogant did you see me more than a thousand years ago?

Unfortunately, why did you run away at that time?”

Qin Chen grabbed Wu Yuan's neck with his palm and sneered: "Do you know that it is the only time you have a higher chance to kill me."

With a click.

Wu Yuan was directly crushed by Qin Chen, and his soul was shattered.

At this moment, Wutongtian's eyes were bloodshot.

"Eleventh Brother!"

Looking at Qin Chen again, the murderous aura burst out in Wu Tongtian's eyes.

"My Wuling God will not let you go. Qin Chen, you are ready to die!"

"It's a long story."

At this time, Qin Chen looked at Sifang and murmured: "If no one comes to save you, then you... will die here."

Wu Tongtian's face looked ugly.

What level is this boy terrifying?

Even now, I still want to use his life to attract more powerful Wuling tribes to come.

Why can he be so confident?
Chapter completed!