Supreme Martial Dao

The sudden breakout between the nine sons made Wang Chen suffocate and let Wang Chen fall into desperation.

All the efforts before, as if they have been in vain.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s heart is even more secretly complaining.

"Bastard."

Wang Chen couldn't help but scream.

Now, relying on oneself, it is inevitable that it will not be able to withstand the nine sons.

Unexpectedly, the nine sons would be so crazy, so decisive, which made Wang Chen somewhat unprepared.

"Fight."

Taking a deep breath and facing the endless crisis, Wang Chen looked gloomy and sullen.

In his eyes, there was a decisive and crazy look at the moment.

There is only one way, and that is the last stroke.

Wang Chen thought of the wooden box that the dance snow gave to himself.

Inside the box, the closed soul is the remnant of the mighty king, and it seems that the **** king left behind his back and wants to resurrect, which is no longer a description of the soul.

This thing is too dangerous.

In the wild space, the king of the cave, how many strong people fell into it, for the sacrifice of the king of the gods.

Wang Chen can't control this thing now. Otherwise, it may be closed. If it can be controlled, I am afraid that Wang Chen has already begun refining.

Today, Wang Chen, with three souls of the remnant of the gods, can refine the soul of this god, and the strength will be raised to a certain degree.

I am afraid that in the face of the nine sons, Wang Chen will certainly be able to win.

However, today it is nothing more than a mirror.

Before he has absolute strength, he can't use this thing rashly, and Wang Chen will not be willing to use it.

One is not good, it is the end of the dead.

However, Wang Chen now has a choice.

Or wait to be killed by the Nine Sons, or let go.

The seals and mantras that the dances have handed over to them may also help him control a short period of time.

But this is only a short moment, and it takes a lot of risks.

However, the only way Wang Chen can think of is this.

"Give me out."

Thinking of this, Wang Chen no longer hesitated.

Both horizontal and vertical are dead. If you don't fight, there must be no hope. However, if you fight, there may be a glimmer of hope.

The wrist shook, and Wang Chen appeared in the wooden box.

Then, Wang Chen reminded me of the last energy of the whole body, and the hands were constantly pinching out a complicated mark, and the mouth was a chanting spell.

I don't know the mantra and the inscriptions that have been passed down from time to time. With the progress of Wang Chen, an energy seems to have been born from Wang Chen's body.

It was a kind of energy that Wang Chen couldn't tell. It seemed to be cold with endless cold, colder than hell, and as if with endless warmth, warmer than heaven.

As that energy spread throughout the body, it finally began to madly devour the energy of Wang Chen.

Whistling...

Just in a blink of an eye, that energy seems to have formed a huge vortex in Wang Chen's body.

The boundless vortex is like a black hole, endlessly absorbing the energy of Wang Chen's body.

For a moment, the remaining energy in Wang Chen seems to have been absorbed.

Until Wang Chen's body was almost empty and no energy, the strange rune was born in Wang Chen's body.

"Go,~"

Resist the dizziness and the pain of the whole body, watching the nine sons who had already rushed to the front, Wang Chen loudly.

boom……

The wrist was shaken by a brewing rune, which was born out of Wang Chen’s body.

In the slamming sound, the rune was instantly enlarged, with the momentum of whistling, into the wooden box.

For a moment, the red light burst, and a horrible atmosphere rose to the sky.

"Hey, Wang Chen, I still want to be dying, I don't think about it."

Seeing Wang Chen’s hands in a group of red light blasted, and Jiugong’s mouth was sneer.

Wang Chen, do you still want to be dying now? Think more.

Today, no matter what Wang Chen does, it is a dead end.

It’s useless now that it’s dying.

"Give me death, hahaha..."

Thinking of this, Jiuzizi squinted and shouted loudly.

The laughter is even more harsh.

"dead."

Looking at the nine sons in the smirk, Wang Chen flashed a hint of coldness in his eyes.

If you want to let yourself die, then look at the skills of the nine sons.

Who is born and who is dead, it is still unclear.

"Give me."

Until the red light in his hand reached the extreme level, Wang Chen suddenly burst into a loud voice.

boom……

In the moment when Jigongzi looked at Wang Chen’s face, a roar came.

Rubbing...

Between the vague, crisp sounds, the closed wooden box slowly opened.

A group of red light sky, a strange light ball slowly emerged.

Rumble...

That is, at the moment when this group of red light appeared, the hit of the nine sons, the bang of the bang.

Suddenly, Jiugongzi collided with this group of red light.

"No... how could it be..."

A horrified voice came.

At the moment of the collision, the smirk on the face of Jigongzi disappeared and replaced with endless fear.

What happened, what happened.

His own blow, as if sinking into the sea, can not afford the slightest wind and waves.

You must know that this strike is a full blow of Jiugongzi. Even, he does not hesitate to burn his true yuan and blood.

How powerful is the blow in such a situation.

However, it is now blocked by the red light of this group.

even……

"Do not……"

As if something was terrified, the nine sons were exclaimed.

boom……

Soon, the horror was covered up by the roar.

Oh...

A spurt of blood, Jiugongzi as if the whole person seems to have broken the kite, and flew out.

Blood is floating, like a **** mist, filling the world.

The flesh and blood blasted, and the nine sons were turned into human beings.

He seems to have suffered an unimaginable shock, as if he had suffered an unparalleled blow.

Just a moment, I don’t know how to break the skeleton of the nine sons.

"Little ants, not self-reliant."

It was not until the fall of Jiugongzi’s squatting on the ground outside the kilometer, a cold scream came.

The ants are vulnerable.

The words are full of contempt and disdain.

Powerful like the nine sons, before this group of red light, it is no different.

"I am regaining my freedom, hahaha... Now, let you be my first sacrifice, dare to provoke my majesty, I want you to die."

Then the hoarse voice came again, with crazy laughter.

Oh...

The red light tears the sky, passes through the endless broken void, and goes straight to the nine sons.

"No... don't... it's you... it turned out to be you, ah... Wang Chen, you are crazy, you actually let him out, you are crazy, we will all die."

The red light rushed in, and at this moment, the nine sons finally began to fear.

He recognized it.

Regardless of tearing the general pain, his eyes turned into a look of endless panic.

How familiar is this group of red light.

It is the terrible existence of the gods and caves in the wild space.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chen actually released him.

A fear, in an instant, rose from the heart of Jiugongzi.

It’s cold, as if it’s feeling endless cold.

How horrible the ball of light in front of you, the nine sons are too clear.

As if between, he saw the **** and cruel scene in the Shenwang Dongfu.

The boundless blood is floating, and the endless strong man is fallen.

That is simply **** on earth.

This red ball of light cannot be resisted at all.

At this moment, the nine sons are crazy roar.

Wang Chen, he hated Wang Chen.

"Oh, die, that's how you die first."

Looking at the stunned appearance of the nine sons, Wang Chen is a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

The nine sons were nervous and anxious.

death.

Wang Chen does not think so.

At the very least, he released the red ball of light. He still has hope, but he has no hope for the nine sons.

In the face of the red light ball, the nine sons will die.

How can this be crazy?

Thinking of this, Wang Chen exited the kilometer and stood idly by.

Huh...

The wind is whistling.

In the roar of the nine sons, the red ball of light flashed, and it rushed to the front of the nine sons.

"Do not……"

It is impossible for the nine sons to struggle and avoid.

The red ball of light shrouded the nine sons in an instant.

The blood is floating, and the flesh and blood begin to dry at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In front of the red ball of light, the nine sons were simply vulnerable.

"No... don't... spare me, don't kill me, spare me..."

Life is rushing.

Under the endless horror, the nine sons sighed loudly.

Unprecedented fear, unprecedented powerlessness spread throughout the body.

Even in the face of the three sons, the nine sons have not been so weak.

but now……

"Rao me, Wang Chen, spare me, I will not kill you, I am willing to surrender..."

Looking at Wang Chen, who was watching in the distance, the nine sons seemed to have caught the straw and shouted loudly.

At this moment, he is willing to let go of hatred with Wang Chen.

Even the nine sons have already begun to regret.

If there is a regret in the world, I believe that Jiuzi will buy and use it at all costs.

If there is another chance, killing the nine sons is not willing to come and provoke Wang Chen as a madman.

Wang Chen is a madman, he is desperate.

He actually wants to go with himself.

Who can think that Wang Chen will release this red ball of light.

This is simply the end of destruction.

If you can, Jiuzi is more willing to violate the requirements of the three sons, he would rather escape far.

In the face of the three sons, there may be a little hope for the nine sons who escaped. Even if they are desperate, there is time to cushion them.

And now...

Thinking of this, Jiugongzi is crying, and he has no chance to regret it.

As life passed, the strength seemed to disappear a little. Nine sons lowered their heads weakly. He seemed to be another person, a skinny skinny.

The pleading screams and screams in the mouth, at this moment, also become very small, turned into a muttering proverb...

A breath of death, completely wrapped the nine sons.

The rest, only the big laughter from the red ball of light.