Supreme Martial Dao

Looking at the sacred gourd in front of you, not only Jiang Chenyuan’s eyes are red, but all the people’s breathing is obviously rushing.

This hooligan really has an impulse to hold and run.

However, thinking of the means of cruelly suppressing Ji’s ancestors before Wang Chen, those heart movements can only be forced to suppress.

"Damn, your kid is running away."

Reluctantly took back his eyes, Jiang Chenyuan could not help but snorted.

"Yes, you have felt the vibration just now."

Next, Jiang Chenyuan looked at Wang Chen and asked.

"The Three Barriers have been shaken, the collapse is in sight, and the chaos is coming."

Wang Chen said quietly.

A few words made the scene once again in silence.

"Since the family ancestors killed, I will return to the Magic Moon. If necessary, I will come to the Magic Moon to find me."

Shou Tianhuo took a deep look at Wang Chen and said first.

This time I came to the ice country, isn't it a **** gourd? For this reason, he brought several strong people, but unfortunately, Wang Chen took the lead.

Since the hoarse gourd falls into the hands of Wang Chen, there is not much to think about.

Unless, he wants to plunder.

But, with Wang Chen’s current strength, want to plunder, where is that simple, to chase the speed of the moon and the unpredictable speed, Wang Chen if he escapes, with his talent and strength, the next month of the magic moon There are bound to be a lot of troubles.

Stubbing is a smart person, he knows how to choose.

Since there is no hope now, then I have to return as soon as possible.

The Three Realms are turbulent, and the world is coming, there are still many things that the Magic Moon Church needs to do.

He took a deep look at Wang Chen and looked at the saint who had forgotten the valley intently or unintentionally.

It seems that people who forget the valley are not slow, which makes it quite regrettable.

Wang Chen has always been the object he wants to draw.

"Well, I am also preparing to return to Jiang."

Jiang Chenyuan sighed and said.

"Yes, hehe... This time the family is dead, there are a lot of treasures. If you want, you can go to my house to pick some."

Next, as if thinking of something, Jiang Chenyuan said.

"No need."

Wang Chen Shen said.

A sacred gourd is enough to match all the treasures. Wang Chen does not need more.

"Where, the gods gourd are all in hand, and the treasures in your body are really inconspicuous."

Jiang Chenyuan squats.

"That's the sun."

Jiang Chenyuan flashed a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"If it is necessary, I can help with my magic moon."

The name of the celestial sorrow that has not yet left is heard, adding.

He obviously has not given up on Wang Chen.

"Sri Sunzong... I will say later, I am going to go to Cangchu County when I am decisive."

Wang Chen said.

"Haha... It’s that prayer, oh... this kid, I heard that I have gained the inheritance of Tianyan’s demon. Now, how strong is the power, it’s curious, and I’ll go with you. When did you arrive in Cangchu County, I used to look for you."

When Wang Chen said that he was going to Cangchu County, Jiang Chenyuan was laughing.

There is a lot of grievances between praying and Wang Chen.

Among them, the toughness is undoubtedly the clearest, and everything is caused by the original Xuanyue Dan.

Just, no one can think of it. In a short period of time, a few people who were able to fight for the death of my life, but now they are close to the peak, standing in the air overlooking this land.

For them today, Xuan Yuedan, what is that?

This is really embarrassing, and things are impermanent.

"After ten days, Cangchu County will be."

Wang Chen said directly to Jiang Chenyuan.

"Okay, that's it, I will go first."

After some agreement, Jiang Chenyuan once again reluctantly looked at the gourd and then turned away.

After watching Jiang Chenyuan and the off-the-go toughness, Wang Chen sighed in his heart.

The chaos is coming, and now their relationship seems to be reconciled, by the time.

In particular, it is a toughness, and the power of the magical moon. In this troubled world, if they are not fighting for a benefit, it is impossible. Perhaps, one day, they will eventually become enemies.

In addition, there is Ge Hao, a lone wolf.

These two guys who always let Wang Chen see through, now, where are they?

It seems that after leaving the domain of the gods, there is no news of them.

Collect the harvest in the domain of heaven and earth, and what is the strength of their strength.

Among them, Ge Hao always gave Wang Chen a familiar feeling, but it always made Wang Chen feel dangerous. He, who is it.

With such a heavy feeling, Wang Chen and the Forget Love Valley are all in the crowd, and they are moving away from the valley of love.

......

哗啦啦......

Unforgettable in the secret room, at this moment, Wang Chen sits cross-legged.

In the secret room, the wind is raging and the atmosphere is breathtaking.

In front of Wang Chen, there is a dark hoist suspended in this time.

"Refining."

When he adjusted his state to the best, Wang Chen snorted.

With this soft drink, between the mouth and mouth, Wang Chen is a spit of flames.

Calling...

The flames of cyan began to burn in the blink of an eye.

嗡嗡嗡&...

In the fire, the gourd shivered slightly, as if trying to struggle.

"There is a little bit of Ji's ancestors on it, so I will wipe it out completely."

Squinting at the eyes and looking at the shivering shrine in front of him, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.

Now, the ancestors of the Ji family have become their own sacred arhats, not to mention the sacred **** gourd. Today, it is the lord of no lord, the soul of this remnant is very weak.

In the burning of Suzaku's flames, under the impact of Wang Chen's spirit, the imprint was gradually loosened.

The next moment, a little bit was dispelled by Wang Chen, expelled.

With the disappearance of the last trace of the soul, the glory of the gourd is dim, as if it has completely lost its vitality.

However, Wang Chen is very out, and this destruction represents a new life.

He, all he needs to do is to fuse the **** gourd and completely imprint his soul.

The soul is released, and Wang Chen enters into the world of the **** gourd.

This is a vast and innocent world, endless and endless.

"The atmosphere of heaven is infinite."

After entering the world, Wang Chen couldn't help but **** a cold air.

"I didn't expect that the gourd is so mysterious."

At this moment, the discovery in the sacred gourd makes Wang Chen unable to bear the shock.

The endless avenue of the avenue In this gourd world, the supreme heaven and earth filled the air, and even Wang Chen’s spirit trembled fiercely and suffered the threat of terror.

"It’s not a thing of the sky."

Feeling all this, Wang Chen marveled.

"However, starting today, you are mine, I am your master."

Avant-garde turn, Wang Chenyi is like a god, sweeping the world.

His spirit completely sinks into this world, comprehension, integration.

Time is divided into seconds and seconds, Wang Chen at this moment, sitting quietly in the secret room, he seems to have no sense of the slightest.

There is no time here...

Only the flames of the Suzaku blazed, and a low-pitched sound broke out from time to time.

One day, two days...

Time passes by.

Finally, after five days, Wang Chen opened his eyes.

"It turns out that it seems that this is really the thing of the gods, but this thing, although powerful, but too much, can not be cast."

Looking at the eyes of the gods, the gourd Wang Chen could not help but sigh.

Even if it is a demon thing, it is definitely not the most powerful magic weapon of the demon.

This kind of magic weapon, the energy consumed is huge, otherwise, it is impossible to exert the power of the **** gourd.

The source stone is not omnipotent. Otherwise, the ancestors of the Ji family are not invincible.

"Soul, India."

After sighing, he retracted his thoughts and Wang Chen shouted.

Hang...

嗡...

A glimpse into the goddess of gourd, engraved in the most central area.

With this silky soul entering, the scorpion gourd struggles fiercely.

However, under the flames of Suzaku, it is useless to resist the **** gourd.

The soul of Wang Chen went deep into the interior of the gourd, and it was engraved on the gourd.

With the engraving of the soul, the faint glory of the gods, but now it is beginning to faintly shine.

A fierce scent of the stock began to burst out.

The entire secret room began to tremble, as if to collapse under this momentum.

Hang...

Until the seventh day, the Chamber of Secrets collapsed completely under the last horror.

At this moment, the sacred gourd emits a black light that rushes into the sky and blends into the sky.

"弑神葫芦."

At this moment, Wang Chen opened his eyes. In the ruins, he slowly got up and held the scorpion gourd, just like the gods.

弑神葫芦, refining and finishing, is much simpler than Wang Chen’s thoughts.

"Receive."

Looking at this piece of heaven and earth, Wang Chen’s hand was pinched out, and the next moment, the gourd turned into a streamer and disappeared into the hands of Wang Chen, and entered the storage space.

This sacred gourd, starting from today, is completely belong to Wang Chen, the era of Ji’s ancestors, no longer returning.

"Congratulations."

Beyond the ruins, watching Wang Chen step by step, I heard that the movement has already come to this side of the Forgotten Valley saints congratulations.

The goddess of gourd refining, now Wang Chen is really the first person under pure sun.

Non-pure yang, no confrontation.

Under pure yang, with the sacred gourd, the horror Wang Chen can easily kill all.

His world is already the pinnacle of the cloud.

"The past few days have passed."

When he came to the Foreland Valley and Ji Xueyan, Wang Chen asked.

"Seven days."

Ji Xueyu said softly.

She squinted her lips and looked at Wang Chen’s eyes more complicated.

The original opponent, now has opened her, the so-called arrogant woman, in front of Wang Chen, but this is the case, now, she needs to look up to this original opponent.

Ji Xueyu knows that she really failed, and that there is no chance of failure.

Ji Jia, there is no hope.

It seems that until this moment, Ji Xueyu’s heart was completely silenced.

No one knows that the flame of hope that had burned in her heart has been extinguished.

Ji, at the beginning of this moment, it really ceased to exist. From then on, the word Jijia is just history.