Supreme Martial Dao

Wang Chen’s nine-day church, still lacking some Luohan, obviously, this ancient man, now stared by Wang Chen.

If it can make him a Luohan, it will be unparalleled.

Hang...

The air waves exploded and the space was distorted.

This piece of heaven and earth, in the midst of dramatic changes, in the twinkling of an eye, the nine-day church appeared, shrouded everything.

"Domain."

The people who were covered by Wang Chen in the field were surprised.

The next moment, he squinted: "Nine-day church, six fields, I did not expect that you actually realized one of them."

It’s a Taikoo person. After entering this nine-day church, he suddenly knew what was in it.

The nine-day sacred church, which appeared in the ancient times, is a powerful and unparalleled field. At this moment, it is revealed from the hands of Wang Chen, which makes the expression of the Taikoo people horrified.

"Repression."

In the face of the horror of the Taikoo people, Wang Chen is looking cold at the moment.

The hand prints out, he has no expression.

Hang...

With the inscription flying out, suddenly, the holy air.

The boundless sacredness came in, and in the twinkling of an eye it was suppressed by the people of the Pacific.

哗啦啦......

It’s like a long river, and it’s like a roaring sea.

Between the blink of an eye, the boundless sacredness is to drown the Taikoo people.

"This is a small skill, and I want to suppress me. I am crazy about it."

However, in this boundless sacredness, at this moment, the Taikoo people are afraid.

There was a sneer in his mouth.

"Broken."

Hang...

A fist hits the air and rushes to the mountains and rivers.

The five waves of turbulence rolled out, and the boundless sacredness broke open in the blink of an eye. Even the entire nine-day sacred hall shook, as if it might collapse at any time.

"Tiandi Quan."

In the face of this scene, Wang Chen is not too much accident.

The person in front of him is not a demon, so the influence of sacredness on him is very small. Even Wang Chen concludes that his identity must be human. In the beginning of the battle of the demon, the ancients were too strong and powerful, so that is the case. The influence of Qi on him is minimal, and under the powerful strength, it is impossible for him to suppress him.

Wang Chen thought, just use his influence to influence his strength.

At this time, the Taikoo who broke the sacred fist, but did not realize that his move left Wang Chen with time.

Wang Chen’s fist is once again blasted. In this nine-day church, Wang Chen is the king.

As long as this guy has no ability to break through the nine-day church, Wang Chen will suppress him.

The Heavenly Emperor Boxing is even more powerful in the nine-day church.

Under the boundless sacred fusion, this punch seems to be a hole in nothingness.

"Hume."

Looking at this scene, the people of Taikoo look ugly.

I didn’t expect Wang Chen’s strength to be so strong.

In the church, his power of Heavenly Emperor is far stronger than the outside world.

Think of the punch of the outside confrontation. At this moment, the people of Taikoo look awkward and never dare to take it lightly.

The boundless sacredness enveloped the Quartet and blocked him.

In the face of this boxing, he is evasive because he is too late. At this moment, what he can do is direct confrontation.

"Star picking."

A scream, the Taikoo people grabbed it in one hand.

Hang...

The space is torn.

On the top of the nine-day church, cracks are created and can collapse at any time.

The hand that the Taikoo man grabbed was powerful and unparalleled at the moment, as if it were a five-finger mountain, and he was deducted toward Wang Chen.

Booming...

The Heavenly Emperor fists through the Changhe River.

Under this punch, he directly hit the giant mountain.

The nine-day church began to be destroyed.

There are cracks all over the road, forming a huge spider web.

In the sanctuary, the pillars of the sky are also crashing at this moment.

咔咔咔...

Under the impact of the power of geometry, the bones of Wang Chen and the Taikoo people are bursting with a clear squeak.

Their bodies are shaking and **.

Fighting...

The mouth is spit blood, and the faces of Wang Chen and Taikoo are pale in a flash.

This move confronts the peak.

If you are an ordinary person, no matter how you take these two people, I am afraid that there will be no bones.

But both of them are still insisting.

The strength of the star quenching body makes Wang Chen's body inferior to the pure Yang-class power. This is his biggest capital. He is not afraid of confrontation.

"Broken...ah..."

The whole body is full of blood.

A wave of power rushed out of Wang Chen’s body.

There is a red light shining through the sky, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and a wave of rushing, let Wang Chen suppress the Taikoo people a little.

At this moment, if there are outsiders here, they are stunned.

Wang Chen actually relied on the boundless power to suppress pure Yang with Xuanyue, and the most direct positive confrontation of one stroke, Wang Chen actually had the momentum to suppress pure Yang.

What an upset this is.

Hang...

Finally, with the outbreak of the last horror to the limit in the body, accompanied by the influx of the outside world to the limit, Wang Chen broke out the greatest power of the Heavenly Emperor.

Oh...

Hang...

啪...

The bones are broken and flesh and blood are flying.

Ah...

The screams, the Taikoo people were actually bombarded.

The screams of heartbreaking lungs are so harsh at the moment.

The pure Yang strong, was kicked out by Wang Chen in the frontal confrontation. His one arm was completely broken and collapsed.

His whole body, almost disappeared at the moment.

The internal organs are as if they are in the air, glaring, and horrible.

"Ah...no...the mysterious ants, how can they beat me."

In the pain, the Taikoo who was smashed out for several kilometers were not willing to squat at the moment.

He is not reconciled.

In ancient times, he was a strong man.

It’s a pity that millions of years of sleep have made his blood vain. Now the strength has not recovered, and it can only be regarded as a half-step pure yang.

This is so, he also thinks that killing the Xuan Yuewu is as simple as slaughtering a dog.

But now, it’s the end of the game, so he is not reconciled.

The majesty of the strong, the self-esteem of the strong makes him unacceptable.

"Bastard field, give me a break."

In the midst of madness, this ancient person squirts out the rare blood that is incomparable into his body.

He was forced to this point, which he could not imagine.

At this moment, he is clear, Wang Chen in front of him, unusual, want to kill Wang Chen here, impossible, even, he continues to stay in the field, only to die.

The only way to escape is to break away. That is the best choice.

咔咔咔...

With the integration of blood, the body flesh and blood squirm, and in a flash, the collapsed body of the ancients recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hang...

At the same time, his other handcuffs slammed into the nine-day church.

"Split days."

Suddenly, he shouted.

Stabbing...

The nine-day sanctuary was smashed in a half-step pure yang under the strength of the blood.

咻咻...

Among the wolves, the Taikoo people rushed out.

"Hey, where to go."

Strongly endure the pain of the soul, Wang Chen was fortunate enough to let go of the field.

Handheld Qian Kun Ding to catch up.

The half-step pure yang under the serious injury, even costing that little poor blood, he is now dead.

Wang Chen launched the final blow.

He is a fusion of Taikoo Yingling, tall and tall, holding a dragon and a dragon, like a god.

Although Qian Kun Ding has not been able to thoroughly refine, but at this moment, Wang Chen is forcibly bringing his own soul, body and Qiankunding to the best.

咻咻...

The red light flashed, and Wang Chen chased the body of the moon, stepping through tens of thousands of meters, and chasing the nine-day church between the eyes.

"Boom..."

Among the eyes of the Taikoo people, among the eyes of countless people in the outside world, Wang Chen chased after the Taikoo people, holding the Kun Kun Ding, with the supreme power to suppress.

Booming...

乾坤鼎轰轰, the earth cracked.

The wind is whistling, the yellow sand is full of sky, and the red light is dazzling.

Ah...

Between the vagueness, in the red light, I heard the tearing sound of the Taikoo.

Between the vagueness, I saw the scene of the incomparable flesh and blood collapse.

Among the red light, the boundless dust covers up, but it is no longer visible.

This scene, this moment, let the whole plain fall into silence.

Under the boundless air, the pure Yang, such as the Ji family ancestors, could not help but retreat.

"How is it?"

"I didn't see it just now."

"Wang Chen is actually chasing the field, he is chasing the people who are too ancient."

"The last blow was issued by Wang Chen."

In the silence, after a long time, looking at the red light and the boundless dust in front of the sky, finally, someone could not help but whispered.

The scene just happened was too sudden.

No one has seen it thoroughly.

They just saw that before, Wang Chen sealed the people of Taikoo into his field.

After everything, I don’t know.

Then, after a short period of time, the void ruptured, and the Taikoo rushed out, and then Wang Chen rushed out like a demon.

Then it is roaring.

Wang Chen is chasing the people of Taikoo, and the people of Taikoo are defeated in the hands of Wang Chen.

Unconsciously, after sorting out the thoughts, everyone got such a result.

This result makes people feel shocked and unbelievable.

That is the Taikoo, the superpower of the ancient times, that is the supreme being.

Even if it is not completely restored now, it is at least a super-strong character. Looking up, there is now, how can it be chased by Wang Chen?

This is too shocking.

In particular, just at the moment when the power bursts, in the vagueness, everyone seems to... I saw the Taikoo people struggling, saw him... flesh and blood, heard the screams of the Taikoo people...

This is not a dream.

The breath is fascinating. All the people can do at this moment are staring at the thick fog, the red light, waiting for the result to appear.

Whistling...

The wind is whistling.

After I don’t know how long, finally, in the wind, the dust dissipated, and the red light was dim.

嘶...

The crowd took a breath of air.

Presented in front of everyone is a huge tiankeng.

The diameter may be as large as a kilometer.

The pit collapsed.

哗...

When everyone looked at the crater, when they saw the situation in the crater, they were all awkward.

Because they saw a figure.

The figure is full of blood, and the figure is holding a big tripod. That figure is proud.

The figure...hand...head.

He is Wang Chen.