Supreme Martial Dao

"I want to know all."

This is the idea of ​​Wang Chen at the moment.

The thoughts in my heart are stronger and stronger.

Wang Chen felt that as long as he pushed the door open, the whole world would be clear.

He, looking very seriously at the battlefield ahead.

"You and me are all pieces."

However, the answer to Wang Chen is still this.

Wangtian looked at Wang Chen, and his eyes were profound: "This is all."

"No, this is not all."

When listening to the words of the war, Wang Chen was not willing to ask.

He wants to be close to the battlefield.

Call...

However, when Wang Chen just took a step, a gust of wind swept.

After suddenly, Wang Chen’s body shape suddenly plunged dozens of steps toward the rear.

The gust of wind has an endless momentum, as if it can destroy everything, as if it can stop everything.

Wang Chen, could not stand against that momentum.

This makes Wang Chen's eyes full of a stunned look.

"I...will disappear."

Looking at Wang Chen standing firm, the battlefield is faint.

"This will make you rise again."

Wang Chen brows, wrinkle,

He thought of the wing sea.

"The guy inside your treasure world."

It seems that Wang Chen thought that the battlefield suddenly showed a smile: "I didn't expect that guy has a big chance, he can resurrect, but for you, maybe it is not a good thing, or it is today. I will send you a make-up."

After looking at Wang Chen with deep meaning, the next moment, the sky is stretched out.

哗...

Red light blows up.

Hui Kun Ding hidden in Wang Chen's body, this moment, seems to fly uncontrollably to the front of the battle.

This made Wang Chen secretly surprised.

What is going on here.

The shock of Wang Chen’s heart is not added at the moment.

Know, what is Kun Kunding?

This is something for Wang Chen.

However, at this moment, Wang Chen actually felt that he lost contact.

As if, this Kun Ding is a war-torn, and no longer belongs to him.

If you don’t know that there is no malice in the war, Wang Chen can’t stand it anymore.

He, maybe he will fight with the battle.

Know that, now, Kun Kun Ding is one of Wang Chen’s main means.

If it is taken away, it will be fine.

In the moment, there is some confusion, and in a flash, there are too many doubts.

In the end, Wang Chen was forced to endure.

He took a deep breath and watched the battle sky quietly.

"Come on."

When I saw a wave of war, the pair of cockroaches appeared between the heavens and the earth.

"Not awake."

Looking cold and cold, the sky is coming.

This sound is cold, like a thunder, and it is blown over that pair of cockroaches.

Suddenly, the light bursts and trembles.

"You...really you, bastard, why are you still not dead, why are you still not dead, what do you want to do."

What makes Wang Chen’s eyes wide is that in the cold noise of the war, the voice of the wing sea came.

This guy is not in a deep sleep, he is not practicing, is recovering?

At the moment, how.

There was a hint of faintness in my heart, and Wang Chen’s face was ugly.

This wing sea is ruthless.

Wang Chen can almost determine the current thinking.

"You want to take his body."

I didn’t pay attention to the change of Wang Chen, but the sky was cold and looked at it.

"You...you said."

There was a fluster in the sound of the wing sea.

"Hey, no one, no one, no one, you want to let go, when you open it, it is when you enter his body."

The sky is cold and cold, with a murder.

"I...I don't have it, you have to take a breath of blood."

Wing Hai’s loud roar.

嗡...

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wang Chen’s brain has already been confused.

This is the case.

When you open it, it is when you die.

Wang Chen’s heart seems to stop beating.

He has something unbelievable.

But, I don’t know why, but Wang Chen knows that the war is true.

War, there is no deception.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen looked at you, his face became ugly.

Invisible, there is also a murder in the eyes of Wang Chen, lingering, and finally bloom.

"If you are not guilty of misconduct, he can take you out of the land of sorrow, with your strength, with the power of blasphemy, not to say that he, even the gods, can not move, if not your heart is not, why Hidden in the world of Qiankun, if you are not in the wrong place, why not brew in the shackles, the opportunity of the true blood, the opportunity to his powerful body."

In the eyes of the war, the light blew up and asked with a blank expression.

A few words, but Wang Chen’s brain is like a thunder.

It turned out that the plan was already started at that moment.

In the land of that place, this wing sea is calculated.

No wonder, you can take it away so smoothly, no wonder...

At this moment, the wing sea is silent.

He did not continue to speak, but trembled wildly.

He wants to get rid of the control of the war.

"I didn't expect it to be seen by you, bastard, you are a good thing for me. If this is the case, the deity can't care much. Today, he will accept him and destroy you."

After a moment, the wing sea snarled wildly.

Yes.

The days of war are all true.

He wants to win.

Because, in the land of squatting, feeling the moment of Wang Chen’s breath, Yihai knew that the opportunity came.

The inheritance of the true God, the powerful body, the power of the horrible spirit...

This is the perfect body.

With the power of the stars, condense the body, how can he see the sea, how can not see it.

For hundreds of years, he has had the opportunity to get rid of the control of cockroaches. He has long hoped to return to the world.

But, his heart is as ambitious as he is, and he wants more than just a simple rebirth. What he wants is not the waste that appeared in front of him.

What he wants is not the flesh that is condensed by the heavens and the earth.

He wants a perfect body.

As Wang Chen’s body.

This is what he wants. This is what Tiancai Dibao can't condense.

He is brewing.

He is reluctant to hurt this flesh.

Original, he can still wait.

He hopes to be ready for perfection, and then to take away the flesh and return to the world.

But now, he doesn't care much.

The plan, a single stamp is pierced, and that is no longer a plan.

That can only be to start his thoughts ahead of time.

砰砰砰...

In the trepidation of madness, it seems that it is going to explode at this moment, and a ray of light bursts out of it.

A strong breath seems to be coming out.

"When you arrive in front of me, do you still want to struggle?"

However, looking at you, the corner of the war is a sneer.

"Flock."

It’s just a word spit out, and the whole day is turbulent.

Only in the hands of the war, a complex and incomparable mark was formed.

Under this mark, a layer of ripples ripples open.

A very different rune is born.

The whole world, seems to be twisted, endless space, layered.

In the end, those prints were smashed into the shackles.

In the end, the whole body is golden.

"Ah... no... bastard, you are a bastard, grandfather is not finished with you... not finished with you..."

With the golden light coming out, there was a roar of roaring heart.

Winghai, seems to see what is the most horrible thing.

He seems to have felt the most horrible thing.

His voice suddenly weakened.

The rest of the place is quiet.

The breath that appeared before, dissipated between heaven and earth.

Hang...

After a long time, a roar came and the whole world, the place was quiet.

There is only golden light, still lingering.

Like between, Wang Chen saw that in the golden light, that pair of twists and turns, seems to be changing.

"Hey, don't be self-sufficient, I, war, you can think about it."

Until this moment, the battlefield deeply glanced at the twists and turns of the golden light, and snorted.

"Predecessors, this..."

Until this moment, Wang Chen returned to God and looked at the battlefield with a shocked face.

This, what the **** is going on.

A good and powerful means.

Before, the smell of the screaming makes Wang Chen even feel suffocated,

That is the breath of the gods.

Yes.

It is definitely the breath of the gods, and it is the breath of the boundless god.

But, that breath, in front of the war, is like a chicken and a dog, and in an instant, the ash is annihilated.

This makes Wang Chen not shocked.

This is the means of the strong.

Wang Chen looked at the battlefield and gave birth to endless reverence.

"Small means, a soul, can still turn the sky, crisis, no, from now on, this is your treasure, he should tell you, this is, this is the anti-sky thing At a critical juncture, you can save your life and use his spirit as a spirit. This is also a treasure."

After listening to Wang Chen’s inquiry, the wave of the sky was waved, and the golden light dissipated. The next moment, a smash that did not know how many times, appeared in front of Wang Chen.

It’s still the same as before, just shrinking too much, just calming down too much.

Looking at this, Wang Chen has changed his face.

"Take him as a spirit, then he."

Wang Chen asked.

"A dead person, why should he be born again, this life, he will be a spirit, he wants to live forever, let him live forever, this is not ruined, he is endless life, just, don't think of it, you are already soul Refining, you are his master."

There was a smile on the battlefield.

"Thank you for your seniors."

When I heard the war, Wang Chen’s face became weird.

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Who can think of it, and eventually it will evolve to such a point.

Who can think of this wing sea, stealing chicken does not eclipse the rice.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s heart is inevitably emotional.

Closed, Wang Chen once again looked at the war.

Looking at the war days that are obviously weak, Wang Chen is grateful in his eyes, with concern.

Because, obviously, it seems that a gust of wind can make the battlefield disappear at this moment.

He, in order to refine this, paying is far from being as simple as it is seen on the surface.

"Why thank you, help you, it is to help me, because I am you, you are me."

After listening to Wang Chen’s words, taking a deep breath, the incomparable battlefield, suddenly revealed a smile.

He, slowly said.

There is a word falling, the world is still.

The stone is broken and the waves are rising again.

When listening to the words of the war, Wang Chen’s figure suddenly vibrated and widened his eyes.

At this moment, Wang Chen’s face is full of incredible looks.

I am you, you are me.

This remark is like a spring thunder, in the brain of Wang Chen, constantly blasting, constantly roaring.