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Chapter two hundred and forty seventh fight for wealth(2/2)

Until Chen Feng discovered that He Nanming's figure appeared in front of him, his thunderous punch had already hit a small defensive restriction formed by the dry air of his right wrist.

Even though Chen Feng helped Chen Feng to resist the power of He Nanming's punch, his figure behind the small Hanhuang Yuanban was still hit by a huge impact. The ordinary low-level monk was even distorted in his reversal shot.

Whether it is He Nanming's movement or his fierce fist, they are like thunder, and they are not something that Chen Feng's own perception can capture.

Just as Chen Feng was bombarded from the Bailian rooftop and gushed into the distance, Huang Wenji, Mao San, Jiang Tianlang, Ruan Yun and Wu Mofei had already chased Chen Feng's gushing body with the thunder power that was chasing like waves.

"Damn, you have angered me. Today I will fight for your wealth and fight to the end..." Chen Feng's gushing and ejaculated figure gradually became firm. With the opening of the Eye of the Dead, his figure began to petrify rapidly.

If anyone discovers Chen Feng pulls up the ancient tree of Xuanxue at this time, he will realize that he has briefly transformed into the body of an ancient stone man in the forbidden land of the old and deserted bracelet.

"Buzz~~~"

The twisted body was flattened, and Chen Feng's petrified body had begun to expand rapidly. As tens of thousands of pythons surged out of the dry bracelet of his right wrist, he also showed off extremely vigorous and pure spiritual power, offering it to his body, helping to hang a weak spiritual consciousness.

"The Ghost Hand of the Sky!"

As Chen Feng Qingtian’s petrochemical body formed seals with both hands, his illusory hand shadow was like a surging black lotus.

The whole sky was filled with withered clouds, and a strange phenomenon appeared. A hand covering the sky slowly emerged from the black clouds. Its power made the shattered space of the world extremely sticky.

Not only the many powerful men of the Southern Ming Dynasty, but also the remaining people in Wangtianhai Pavilion were bound by the power of the black giant hand covering the sky.

Chen Feng's body was swollen and seemed extremely terrifying. Now he used the first-grade Tianwu method to make strange phenomena appear in heaven and earth, causing great pressure to many monks.

The majestic ghost hand covering the sky was almost impossible to see at a glance. Before the huge palm was completely pressed down, many powerful monks had already burst into bones. Even the 108 extremely heavy ancient stone men lying in the sea of ​​Wangtian were constantly buzzing and trembling.

"No, it's hard to expand into the forbidden area just now, and I can't hold on anymore..." What no one knew at this time was that Zhu'er, who was in the mysterious stone chamber, had an extremely disordered breath, and his delicate body seemed to be burning piece by piece.

"Don't force me to help me anymore. Have you forgotten that I am the master of the Desolate Bracelet? I believe that this treasure still has the foundation to compete with that guy." After Chen Feng used the Sky-blocking Ghost Hand, the seal on his hand changed again, and the Desolate Hand Seal burst out, as if he wanted to use more terrifying means.

"If Zhu'er doesn't help you, the wilted bracelet will get out of control..."

The little girl's heavy domineering intention was released, and her figure was like layers of burning paper, which was obviously reaching its limit.

"Hurry up and take that spirit bead, I want to let the grinding pillar appear." As Chen Feng's mind changes, a spirit bead he obtained from the ancient abyss of all worlds with the help of the small hairballs and the heavenly pupils of the heavens had risen.

Because of the body-forging of Gulangya, one of the two spirit beads has been used up by Chen Feng, and the last one that appears in the ancient formation of the deserted and deserted formation is also the last one.

The situation was critical, and Zhu'er did not hesitate. He opened his mouth and exuded the suction force, directly pulling the spiritual beads containing pure spiritual power in all worlds into Xiu's mouth.

"Xianglei Fist!"
Chapter completed!
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