Supreme Martial Dao

Chapter 45: The means are all out

Hang...

The moment of heaven and earth is dark.

The roar of the roar is blasting, and the endless waves of anger are sweeping.

呜呜呜...

Between the vagueness, it is even more able to hear the buzz of the mountains.

It’s like a beast, like a demon.

With the eighth wave of thunderous robbery being broken, the ninth wave of thunderous robbery that has been brewing for a long time has fallen.

This is a thunderstorm of a big tree. This energy is surging, and it is full of heads and souls.

The horror of death is under pressure and it turns into a hell.

Standing in this hell, Wang Chen brows his eyes and his eyes are dignified.

"A terrible death and thunder."

Squinting at the big tree under the crackdown, Wang Chen’s heartbeat seems to have stopped.

The constant flow of stars is in the process of resuming body for Wang Chen, but he has to invest in the next battle.

"The last thunder was over."

A deep breath, that muttered to himself, Wang Chen’s eyes gradually resolutely rose.

This is the last thunder, where he can give up.

Feeling the endless pressure, Wang Chen’s hand, Kun Kun Ding, broke out again with dazzling red light.

嗡嗡嗡...

The snoring came.

As Wang Chen stepped into the pure Yang level, the fit of Qiankun Ding was significantly improved.

Now, Wang Chen’s control over Qiankunding is not comparable to before.

When the Eighth Thunderbolt is destroyed, the thousands of runes that are emitted are the best manifestations.

The one rune contains infinite energy.

The one rune is integrated into the power of heaven.

At the moment, along with the urging of Wang Chen, among the red light, there is another rune brewing out.

"Tianling."

When the 乾坤鼎 is urging, Wang Chen will forget the heavenly order.

The ghost order, under the thunder, naturally cannot be used.

However, the order is OK.

"Kowloon Defense."

Staring at the pressure of terror, Wang Chen released the Kowloon defense.

嗷嗷嗷...

The day is inspiring and Kowloon is coming out.

In a flash, the golden light exploded.

Incorporating red light, this scene is so shocking.

As he stepped into the pure yang level, Wang Chen’s use of the heavenly order obviously rose a level.

"Go."

Until this moment, Wang Chen’s wrist trembled and smashed out.

Hang...

The Chaos River blasted and slammed into the giant tree that fell under the crackdown.

Booming...

The sky shakes.

The black clouds are surging, the black light is spreading, and the red light is shining.

Chaotic long river entangled on the thunderbolt giant tree.

Hang...

The roaring sounds blasted one after another.

The boundless energy sweeps out, the wind blows, and the rain falls.

The scenes of grandeur can't help those who watch the battle feel suffocated.

砰...

However, chaotic long rivers, but after all, it is difficult to stop the boundless giant tree robbery.

Only a moment of confrontation is the roar of terror.

Hang...

The chaos of the long river slammed a bit, it was suddenly between, cracked and opened.

The power of the giant tree thunder is too horrible.

Calling...

The wind whistling, and at the moment when Chaos River exploded, Qiankunding was already suppressed.

Thousands of Thunderbolts are distributed and spread into the thunderbolt of the giant tree.

A moment, above the sky, as if the gods and singers sang, one rune is like a smattering of flowers.

Every rune, when blended into the thunder of giant trees, is a roar of horror.

Every rune blasts, and the giant tree thunder trembles.

The heads of the skulls flew out, and the souls of the gods disappeared in an instant.

The giant tree thunder was suddenly distorted.

咚...

The crisp crash came.

The giant tree thunder and the Qiankun Ding body directly collided together.

The melodious percussion sounds spread, just like the sound of the heavens and the earth.

The crisp roar, as if to ignite everyone's heart and mind.

噗噗噗...

This impact, Wang Chen's body shape paused, and slammed toward the rear, the body blood tumbling, between the mouth, blood mad.

咚...

It was another roar.

This time, as if the Western Heavenly Bell rings, the gods are silent.

Booming...

Between the blink of an eye, the roar of horror sounded.

The boundless runes, twisted and collapsed.

A horrible black vortex appears above the sky.

The tornado of several kilometers ravages everything.

Under this energy, finally, the red light of Qiankunding was dimmed.

嗡嗡...

In the sorrowful voice, Qiankun Ding was shocked and suddenly shrank, turning into a streamer and flying out.

Finally, such a powerful Qiankun Ding, this moment, can no longer resist the power of the giant tree thunder.

"吼..."

And with Qiankunding being smashed out, the giant tree thunder seems to have issued a burst of crazy cheers.

The horrible giant tree thunder, this moment came to the top of Wang Chen’s head.

There is no time here...

A thunderbolt fell from the top of the tree.

Each piece of fallen leaves is turned into a weapon of the gods, and a fruit is turned into a fierce evil spirit, a thousand beasts.

These weapons of the gods, evil spirits, beasts, like a flood, swept toward Wang Chen.

The giant tree thunder was over.

The cold atmosphere spreads the heavens, and the whole world is like being caught in the ice and snow. Wang Chen couldn’t help but feel that the pores of the whole body exploded.

"Hume."

However, in the face of the counterattack of the giant tree thunder, Wang Chen will easily admit defeat.

The brow is locked and he looks cold.

A scream, the black light blasted.

I don’t know when, Wang Chen’s hands have already sacrificed the **** gourd.

In the face of such a powerful giant tree robbery, Wang Chen does not think that he can easily fight.

Today, he is already a strong end.

If it weren’t for the sudden outburst of Qiankunding, I’m afraid that the eighth wave of thunder, whether Wang Chen can support it, is not clear.

And after the eighth wave of robbery, Wang Chen is already awkward.

In the face of this ninth wave of thunder, what else can he hide.

The means to be able to display it and do it at the moment.

When the sacred ceremonies were smashed out, Wang Chen had already summoned the sacred gourd.

Under the urging of Wang Chen, in the injection of the energy of Shenyuan Stone, the hoarse gourd has already fallen into a state of violent.

Before the gourd, the streamer is flowing.

A weird rune is criss-crossed.

The black light seems to reflect a boundless **.

Within **, the beasts are rushing.

A breath of murder, with black light bursting out.

The breath, for example, can destroy the land.

Even, this breath, at this moment, contends with the giant tree thunder.

In the air, a gas explosion exploded and thrilled.

"Terrorist guy."

"It’s not a treasure, it’s murderous."

"Unfortunately, I am afraid that such a treasure is also difficult to withstand the thunder of giant trees."

Looking at the scorpion gourd, feeling the release of the scorpion gourd inside, the field, do not know how many people, the heart is hanging up.

The last pit is horizontal.

It's already started.

The crowd keeps their eyes open and breathes.

This kind of thunder robbery, too many people are the first to see.

Where will they let go of every detail.

Although too many people are not optimistic about Wang Chen, but this does not affect their admiration for Wang Chen at the moment.

A good one.

Being able to stick to it now is a very bad thing.

He can also fight against the time of this giant tree thunder.

Thinking of this, everyone is silent.

"咻咻..."

In the silence of the crowd, finally a sharp voice burst out.

A touch of golden light flew out of the black gourd.

哗哗哗...

Golden light has changed the situation.

Booming...

The next moment, this golden light is turned into a tiger, directly colliding with the power of the thunder.

Through the tiger to fight against thousands of horses, thousands of beasts, endless soldiers.

This is what Wang Chen is doing now.

This golden tiger is like a god, and it is unstoppable.

吼吼吼...

In every roar, there is endless thunder, or it is shattered by snoring, or it is directly torn, or it is torn by life.

Golden Tigers, nowhere to go.

It broke open a road and went straight to the giant tree.

Hang...

In the end, the impact of the Golden Light Tiger and the giant tree robbers was together.

The whole sky is turbulent.

The horror of the horror, the boundless whirlwind under such impact, is to devour everything.

The light of gold and black is intertwined, and the two energy entangles.

On the other side, Wang Chen was also surrounded by the remaining thousand troops, thousands of beasts, and endless gods.

嗷嗷嗷...

The dragon sorrows.

In the horrible energy, the Kowloon defensive hood is also turbulent and cracked at the moment.

咔咔咔...

A burst of crisp sound came, and the light of the Kowloon defensive hood converges and weakens.

叮...

In the end, in a crisp sound, the Kowloon shield broke open.

These lightnings are too fierce. In the Thunder Sea, Wang Chen is at a loss.

With the collapse of the Kowloon defensive hood, the weather is dazed.

Wang Chen spit blood, his body shape retreated.

"Ah..."

Face, looking at the power of the boundless thunder and lightning that still swept through, Wang Chen’s hands condensed the forces of the forces to roar.

Death.

He is not reconciled.

Failed.

He can't accept it.

Going to this step, there is no reason to fail, there is no reason to die.

Only one can go ahead and overcome everything.

The pupil shrinks, the eyes are full of infinite murder, and in the roaring sound, Wang Chen holds the force of the force force to spur the momentum of the fire, and then rushes away.

咻咻...

The step is to step out and the body is turned into a virtual shadow.

Thousands of phantoms appear between heaven and earth, with swords and falling.

Hang...

Thunder sea tumbling.

A thousand horses, there is chaos at the moment, thousands of beasts, roaring.

A stalk of thunderbolt squadrons crashed.

Condensation into silk, sword air condensation.

At this moment, Wang Chen played the sword to the extreme.

Inducing thousands of weather, regardless of the physical destruction of the body, he dragged the broken body and smashed a path of martial arts.

The figure flashed, and finally, Wang Chen did not directly enter the giant tree thunder that was entangled with the golden tiger.

It is only possible to win if the giant tree thunder is destroyed.