Supreme Martial Dao

At this moment, in the face of Wang Chen’s forced refining, Zhao Heng’s face panicked, and he screamed.

After all, it’s really shocking to encounter such a thing.

When I heard Zhao Heng’s exclamation, those who watched the battle in the distance were even more stunned.

"What, refining."

"Why shouldn’t Wang Chen be refining this fledgling blood to the flesh and blood? Now how Wang Chen turned to refining Hong Zhong.”

"Is this going to be against the sky?"

"It was suppressed by Hong Zhong, not only did not die, but forcedly refining Hong Zhong from the inside. This is a crazy thing."

A burst of exclamation came, this moment, the scene was awkward, everyone was completely shocked.

After all, at this moment, what Wang Chen did is really too shocking.

From ancient times to the present, there are several people who dare to do this, and several others can still be refining and refining under the suppression of such treasures.

This is a timid, admire, this strength, people feel awkward, this style, shaking the world.

"It won't succeed, this Wang Chen is just the end of the strong."

"From ancient times to the present, the endless power of arrogance, never done this, even if there is, has not succeeded, Wang Chen, categorically failed."

"Dying dying."

The three elders of the Liezong were stunned and quickly gathered around Zhao Heng, watching Zhao Heng, they said in a loud voice.

The two elders died on this, so they were really reluctant.

However, how can it be.

Now Wang Chen actually started refining Hong Zhong from the inside, but they did not believe that Wang Chen would succeed.

"I don't care too much, he can only wait to die."

The elder who led the head screamed.

There was a cold flash in his eyes. He stared at Hong Zhong, and he waited for Wang Chen to be suppressed to flesh and blood.

In his view, Wang Chen at this moment is dying and struggling. He is doing nothing.

"Hahaha...well, good, hahaha, Wang Chen, refining this Hong Zhong, let's take it."

On the other side, looking at this scene, Jiang Chenyuan, who was quite worried before, was laughing at the moment.

His mood, this is a fun.

Original, in Jiang Chenyuan's view, Wang Chen was the most powerful in the world, using Qiang Ding's powerful shocking world to forcibly break Hong Zhong.

However, who can think of it, Wang Chen actually has such a means.

This is not a shocking description.

Wang Chen is just against the sky.

Jiang Chenyuan stared at the Hong Zhong with his eyes fixed, and he waited for a miracle to appear.

"It's too hard, but this one is unusual."

In the distance, among the strong ones, the old days are even more emotional.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people, their eyes are all concentrated on the Hong Zhong.

The moment of heaven and earth is bleak, and there is only a burst of black light from Hong Zhong, and the flames of the sky that seem to be broken out.

嗡嗡嗡...

Hong Zhong trembled fiercely, and the sound waves continued to spread.

This piece of wasteland, at this moment has long been turned into ruins, endless dust, spreading in the sky.

All the boulder, the number, the flowers and plants, under the spread of sound waves, were all turned into powder and disappeared into the world.

Time, one minute and one second passed.

Zhao Heng's face is more and more dark.

He can feel the imprint of his own soul, and is now suffering from the impact of a stock.

I don't know why, knowing that Wang Chen is impossible to succeed, but at this moment, in my heart, this Zhao Heng is worried.

As if Wang Chen really can make a sound, he can really succeed half.

"The Sovereign, there is no need to worry, Wang Chen, this son will die."

It seems to have noticed Zhao Heng’s uneasiness. At his side, the elder headed by him was cold and cold.

He looked at Hong Zhong in the distance: "The ancient things, he is Wang Chen said that refining can be refining, not to mention, now Wang Chen is still inside this Hong Zhong, the sovereignty of your lord is even more powerful, he How can he succeed, waiting for him only has a dead end, he must be annihilated and completely suppressed by Hong Zhong."

This elder is full of confidence.

As one of the treasures of the Sun Yat-Sen, this Hong Zhong’s mighty, they are too clear.

Even the strongest of the pure Yang class can suppress the death, then Wang Chen is nothing.

After listening to the elders, Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he thought of the pure-yang master who was killed by the earthquake. Yes, the pure-level master is powerless in Hong Zhong, not to mention Wang Chen.

He gradually calmed down, abandoned the worry of his heart, and quietly watched Hong Zhong. At the same time, the power of the soul was continuously integrated into Hong Zhong.

嗡...

Suddenly, the Hong Zhong seemed to make a low snoring sound, but the next moment, suddenly fell into silence.

Before, those flames that seemed to be freed, but this moment suddenly disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared, the world, silence, if not the ruins exist, even people wonder whether the previous battle broke out.

After the roaring sound suddenly disappeared, the silence left behind made it difficult for people to adapt.

The silence of death makes people stand on the spot.

Why is Wang Chen refining, and he is dead.

A lot of people have such an idea in their hearts.

Looking at Hong Zhong, their eyes became fearful and serious.

If Wang Chen is really violent, then the horror of Hong Zhong is conceivable. Wang Chen’s strength is obvious to all. However, under Hong Zhong, it is thoroughly crushed. This is not enough to explain Hong Zhong. Powerful, okay, let's talk about the performance of Wang Chen after entering Hong Zhong.

He actually refining the Hong Zhong inside.

Don't say this courage and discouragement, just by shaking the Hong Zhong from inside and outside, shaking the soul of the soul, this strength is already enough to make people stunned.

There are several people who can do this.

All this shows the power of Wang Chen.

But now, even Wang Chen, who is tough to this point, is refining, and suddenly there is no sound. This is not enough to explain the power of Hong Zhong.

The power of Hong Zhong is baptized with blood.

"Well, Wang Chen, it seems that it can't hold it anymore. This is a move against the sky, and it is destined to be unsuccessful."

Thinking of this, a burst of arguments and rumors came, accompanied by endless sighs.

A heavenly arrogance, a generation of people will be degraded, and it will inevitably make people embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha... Wang Chen, but that's it."

Under Hong Zhong, everything is dead.

And looking at this scene, the elders of the Sun Yat-Sen are ecstatic.

Wang Chen, fallen, and there is better news than this.

"Oh, but you, let me down, I thought you could have a terrifying performance, at the very least, it should make me struggle, but in the end I spent some souls. The force is to completely crush you, such a person, not worthy of my opponent, today, even do not need me to go out, an elder in my door, holding Hong Zhong, will be able to crush you."

At the forefront, watching Hong Zhong, the deputy lord of the Lie Zong, Zhao Heng, coldly arrived.

Before, Wang Chen’s move really made him nervous.

But now, he is disappointed.

Wang Chen, too weak, in front of Hong Zhong, he was vulnerable.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng walked coldly toward Hong Zhong.

"No, how can Wang Chen be so easily refining."

In the distance, Jiang Chenyuan’s face is pale at the moment, and he is unbelievable.

"Impossible, miracles, will eventually appear, Wang Chen, can not be so ruined, the power of the gods, the blood of the Emperor, how could be so refining, there must be problems."

As if thinking of something, Jiang Chenyuan stared at Hong Zhong with his eyes fixed, and he waited quietly.

Booming...

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and when they thought that Wang Chen had been annihilated, suddenly there was a turmoil in the heavens and the earth.

Rayming broke out.

Over the sky, the clouds quickly condense, the clouds are rolling, the tides are constantly changing, the lightning is boundless, and the vastness is boundless.

"This is..."

This sudden change in the scene, so that the people present are wide-eyed.

"No death, Wang Chen, he is not dead."

"God, he is still alive, the silence just now is just brewing, the silence before the storm."

"The storm is coming, and it has ignited the power of the heavens and the earth. This wave of wind and waves is endless."

"This Wang Chen, the move against the sky, is going on, now is the key."

The peaks and turns, the sudden change, makes everyone stunned.

"Hahaha... I know."

Jiang Chenyuan laughed a lot.

"How is it possible?"

Zhao Heng, who is already close to Hong Zhong, suddenly changes his face.

His shock is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Before, he clearly felt that inside Hong Zhong, Wang Chen’s life disappeared.

Now, how come again.

Although it is weak and weak, it is rapidly strengthening.

This goes beyond his cognitive range.

Why, in Hong Zhong, what happened was not done.

The figure retreats, Zhao Heng, quickly returned to the ruins standing before.

"Hey, I don't believe that you can't refine you, once failed, I am coming once, I want to see you, how long can I stay?"

The cold light flashed in the eyes, and Zhao Heng’s voice was very cold.

In his eyes, there is no killing machine.

"The town."

In the roar, this Zhao Heng quickly condensed one by one, and the bang was in the middle of Hong Zhong.

When...when...when...

A burst of deafening bells broke out.

"Hong Zhong refining, the bells are annihilated, I don't believe you still have the ability to live."

Zhao Heng sneered again and again.

At this moment, Hong Zhong was turbulent, and a burst of sound waves did not spread in all directions, but was strangely infiltrated into Hong Zhong.

The sound waves quickly converge and disappear between heaven and earth.

Before Hong Zhong, the black light flashed and shook the sky.

Between the vagueness, you can see the pictures of the ancient times, and the scenes are presented above the Hong Zhong.

The years passed, the ancients were absent, and the people who were suppressed were about to annihilate.

The magic is rolling, at this moment Zhao Heng is not afraid of magic, mobilize the magic and soul while strengthening Hong Zhong.

This time, he was destined to let Wang Chenfei annihilate, he no longer gave Wang Chen any chance.