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Chapter 6520 Miss Wu Yao, sorry (2 more)

Chapter 6520 Miss Wu Yao, I'm sorry (two more)
Jiang Chenzi took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and fixed his eyes on the body of the Blood God.

Ancient runes flowed in his pupils, as if they belonged to the old days.

Mysterious and profound.

"Mr. Chang Mo, your energy has long been exhausted, so why struggle?"

"The old era is in the past, dissipating, not clinging, is the right way."

Jiang Chenzi's voice was desolate, and with a wave of his old palm, a gloomy and bloody light flew towards him from afar.

Ye Chen looked up, but saw that the light came from a portal.

That door is the sky burial door of the Nine Gates of the Great Desolation!

Even at this moment, the gate of the sky burial gave Ye Chen an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The effect of this thing in Jiang Chenzi's hands is simply terrifying!
"The gate of the sky burial, bury it for me!"

Jiang Chenzi summoned the gate of the celestial burial, shouted loudly, the gate of the burial opened, and a bloody and ferocious world like hell emerged.

At this moment, Ye Chen next to him felt even more deeply.

Fortunately, Ye Chen operated the Hongmeng Starry Sky in time, so he was not affected in any way.

"It seems that the Nine Gates of the Great Desolation are indeed extraordinary."

"I don't know what kind of origin the existence behind these nine doors is."

"Is it all related to the old days?"

"Or is it also a game of chess?"

Ye Chen shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. He believed that he would definitely encounter the remaining few doors in the future.

It is even possible to be in charge of some of them.

Right now, the most critical thing is the safety of the Blood God.

No matter what, the Blood God is still very important to Ye Chen.

Whoa!

The Blood God was full of energy and blood, and a wisp of old dirty blood was sucked out, twisted for a while, and transformed into a human form, which was Chang Mojun's figure.

That day, the door of the burial exploded with a terrifying suction force, trying to pull Chang Mo-jun in, completely burying and devouring him.

Chang Mo-jun opened his eyes, felt the engulfment of the sky burial gate, his breath was suffocated, he stared at Jiang Chenzi, and shouted: "Jiang Chenzi, why is it you! So you are not dead yet? What do you want to do? Do you dare to devour me?"

Back then, under the orders of the old master, Jiang Chenzi lurked in the Earth's Heart Region. Mr. Chang Mo only thought that he had died a long time ago, but he never expected to meet him here.

"Hehe, Mr. Chang Mo, accept your fate!"

Jiang Chenzi didn't talk nonsense, and spiritual energy permeated out of his body, urging the door of the sky burial, and the door burst out with even more terrifying pulling power, constantly dragging Chang Mojun's body over.

"Thorn blood sword, kill!"

Mr. Chang Mo's eyes were shattered, but he was unwilling to perish, so he used the blood sword of thorns to kill Jiang Chenzi.

Jiang Chenzi didn't panic, he still urged the door of the celestial burial, and had no intention of defending, because Ye Chen was standing beside him.

"Eight Buddhas Qi!"

Ye Chen waved his palm, and a Buddhist pagoda popped out from his palm, and it fell down fiercely. When the golden light burst, it completely suppressed Chang Mojun's thorny blood sword.

Chang Mo-jun screamed "Ah", his face was full of pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Chenzi urged the door of the sky burial, pulled him in, and was about to close the door and bury him completely.

But Mr. Chang Mo was fierce-willed, and he still didn't want to die at this moment, so he stretched out his arms and prevented the gate from closing.

"Jiang Chenzi, you can't kill me! I am the head teacher of the Tianwu Immortal Sect, the holder of the Crown of Thorns, no one in the world can kill me!"

Chang Mojun roared up to the sky, his eyes burst with blood, he struggled desperately, and refused to let the door close.

He knew very well that once the door of the sky burial was closed, he would be completely thrown into the primordial hell, his body and spirit would be wiped out, and he would have no hope of surviving.

Under Chang Mojun's desperate resistance, Jiang Chenzi's face was slightly darkened, and his breathing was a little scattered, but he still maintained the seal formula, kept the sky burial gate running, and prevented Chang Mojun from getting out.

The two fell into a stalemate.

Jiang Chenzi wanted to close the gate of the sky burial and block Chang Mo Jun, but Chang Mo Jun was desperately resisting when his life was at stake.

Seeing this, Ye Chen took a step forward and asked, "Senior, if I help?"

Jiang Chenzi said: "No need, if outsiders intervene, it may disturb my breath, as I said, it will take three days, you just continue to protect me."

Ye Chen said: "Yes!"

Jiang Chenzi took a deep breath and continued to operate the gate of the sky burial. He estimated that after three days, Mr. Chang Mo could be completely buried.

Mr. Chang Mo knew that it was difficult to escape, so he cursed loudly, but he had no choice but to pray for a miracle to happen.

Ye Chen stood by Jiang Chenzi's side, guarding silently.

After two days like this, Ye Chen suddenly felt that there was a ray of danger approaching in the dark.

"Is there really something big going to happen?"

Ye Chen's heart trembled, thinking of Jiang Chenzi's words, the sky may change in these three days, and a big change will break out.

But now, even Ye Chen has caught the dangerous breath, it seems that a catastrophe is about to happen.

Ye Chen glanced at Jiang Chenzi. Jiang Chenzi's aura was low, and he was struggling to maintain the operation of the sky burial gate. He didn't respond to the changes in the outside world.

And Mr. Chang Mo struggled for two days, and he was almost at the point of exhaustion, and he didn't even have the strength to curse.

In the past two days, Ling'er has also fallen into a deep sleep. Xu Bei absorbed the faith energy of the old master and transformed completely. Now Ling'er needs time to digest.

Another day passed like this, and finally, Mr. Chang Mo lost all his strength, let go of his arms, and the door of the burial closed with a bang.

"Miss Wu Yao, I'm sorry..."

(End of this chapter)

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