Chapter 507

A burst of rising from the sky, many lines, such as the evolution of stars around the sky.

Every wisp of blood star rises against the sky and shoots down on the big array above.

"Chen, do you think this array can break my divination array?"

"You might as well say that when this array was passed on to practice Qi, although it was only a remnant array, it was not broken by ordinary alchemy practitioners."

Mu Zifeng's voice slowly comes to Chen Yi's ears with the sound of the dragon. When he sees the blood dragon rolling, he kills Chen Yi.

Chen Yi gently wipes the blood from his palms. It seems that he has magic power to disperse the blood from the corners of his mouth.

He was dressed in a magic ink robe and stood with his hands down.

Even though the blood dragon came with the potential of killing, he didn't see it.

This kind of crazy posture makes Mu Zifeng tremble.

"Chen, how dare you despise him so much? I'll see if you will be so calm when you are dying."

Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, I saw that the blood dragon was close at hand.

When the wind blows, Chen Yi looks the same.

Suddenly, the blood dragon stagnated.

In the bloody array above, cracks emerge. These cracks, like a knife, completely cut off the connection between the array and the blood dragon.

"It's impossible!"

Mu Zifeng suddenly opened his mouth. In an instant, all the eight people, except the puppets manipulated by Mu Zifeng, burst into pieces and turned into a large blood fog.

This is a dead man. He died in a proper place and was buried here.

The blood dragon at the moment, also inch inch crack, burst scattered in the air, belong to heaven and earth.

On the golden mountain, the night is as old as ever, and the moonlight is bright.

Only this area, almost a mess, like after an explosion, steps, sand, vegetation have been smoothed.

Mu Zifeng manipulated the puppet Qiqiao bleeding, his lips continue to tremble, it seems that can not believe this fact.

Not to mention Mu Zifeng, even the witch's face changed suddenly at the moment.

Who could have thought that in the blink of an eye, the big battle would break and the situation would turn around!?

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly. He looked at Mu Zifeng's puppet and said, "who told you, I'm just an ordinary gold elixir!"

In a word, it seems that Tao is arrogant.

Chen Yi's eyes are indifferent. He just points out and runs directly through the puppet's forehead.

"Heaven and earth are too big for you."

"Mu Zifeng, I'll leave you a time to escape. After 12 hours, there will be no more you in heaven and earth!"

Chen Yi left a word in a calm voice.

He looked up at the moon, but there was no joy in his eyes.

Yan an's Revenge has been more than half, but still one person short.

Looking back, Chen Yi's feet suddenly move as if riding the wind.

On the Jinshan mountain, there is a black fog that blends with the night and escapes to the Jinshan mountain.

Suddenly, there was a cold light like snow in the sky, which cut through the night and penetrated the black fog in an instant.

Poof!

The black fog cleared away and turned into the figure of a witch. She was pale and covered her right leg.

Her right leg was pierced by a scabbard and fixed on the ground.

Her face was full of fear, but she saw that there was someone coming by the wind between heaven and earth.

The ink robe was like a mountain, which made her almost suffocate.

Chen Yi is flying in the air. Although he doesn't have much mana in his body, the secret of swallowing yuan in his body is constantly refining the power of the three elixirs, and his mana is constantly recovering.

He stood in the air, his palm moved, and the scabbard almost stained with blood came back to Chen Yi's palm.

The witch is full of fear. She can't see any kindness in Chen Yi's eyes.

"Chen Zu, I know I'm wrong. I'm willing to surrender!"

All of a sudden, the witch suddenly rises to worship Chen Yi.

It's also famous overseas. It's even regarded as a nightmare. Now it's kneeling on the ground and begging Chen Yi for mercy.

Chen Yi looked at the Witch and said, "if I had known this, why did I have to do it at the beginning?"

As he said this, he saw Chen Yining's formula, fingertip, and a formula similar to Fu appeared on his fingertip.

"This is Fu Ling Jue. Bear this Jue, I can decide your life and death as soon as I read it!"

Chen Yi opened his mouth, and his words shocked the witch's face.

Her pupils were frightened and even more resistant.

If you decide on life and death, doesn't it mean that Chen Yi will be in charge of her life.

"Damn it

The witch roared in her heart, but what frightened her even more was that she knew that if she refused

"If you don't want to, I can send you back to the West!" Chen Yi's understatement completely extinguishes the witch's despair.

"Don't be rebellious in your heart, or your soul will be damaged, just like death."

In Chen Yi's words, Fu Ling Jue slowly falls into the eyes of the witch.

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly, as if surprised to see that the secret was integrated into the witch's body."You will not Chen Yi said faintly that although Fu Ling Jue can control people's life and death thousands of miles away, the conditions are harsh.

The witch's soul has not been damaged. Obviously, she didn't have the slightest idea of resistance when she received this formula.

This is something ordinary people can't do, especially the strong. The stronger they are, the more convinced they are.

When the witch opened her eyes, she felt as if there was a kind of shackle in her soul. The witch was originally cultivating her spiritual power. She felt more clearly about it, like a bomb was buried in her soul.

Just an idea of Chen Zu in front of her, her soul and spirit will be blown to pieces.

"Chen Zu is like the power of God. How dare I not believe it?" The witch lowered her head, her eyes gray.

At the moment, she has not dared to resist, but it takes time to accept.

Chen Yi nodded gently, his body slowly fell down, "name!"

"Jessie Anne, Chen Zu can call me Anne." The witch follows Chen Yi silently. She clearly understands her situation.

Outside Jinshan, Qian Longquan is waiting silently. Inside Jinshan, there is silence.

He can feel that there is a convergence of energy through heaven and earth, but it's too vague, he can only feel the general.

"It's been thirty minutes." Qian Longquan said softly, with a worried look in his eyes.

The other party is obviously prepared for this. Now, before Chen Zu has recovered to the peak, he goes to Jinshan alone. He is a little uneasy.

Suddenly, he noticed something and suddenly raised his head.

In his eyes, Chen Yi, dressed in an ink robe, walks with her hands down, followed by Annie, leaving him a little stunned.

"Chen Zu!"

Qian Longquan has some doubts in his eyes, especially when he sees Annie.

Chen Zu went to avenge Yan an. How could he bring back a charming exotic woman in her twenties.

Chen Yi nodded slightly and said, "back to Longchi mountain!"

Then he went to the car, and Qian Longquan stopped talking.

Until the car, Qian Longquan drove to Longchi mountain, he then whispered: "Chen Zu, the murderer who killed Yan an."

"Dead!" Chen Yi said quietly.

"He alone?" Qian Longquan asked again.

Chen Yi looked back at Qian Longquan and said, "there are eight dead men of Mu Zifeng, an overseas man who claims to be the God of craftsmanship, and an African American man who masters the twelve styles of Xianwu in Yuwen family."

"At the end of the day, it's the witch. I'll save her life."

Chen Yi's words are understated, but Chen Yi's mind is full of terrible waves.

Craftsman He has heard of this name. It is said that he once ruined the blood of Odin, the Lord of the temples. He is also a notorious strong man in the West.

The most important thing is that he is very powerful. He once fought with Odin, the Lord of the temples, who has not died yet.

This is not an opponent he can match. If he plays against him, he will lose more and win less.

Now, such a strong man has died in the hands of Chen Zu.

He died in the hands of Chen Zu, whose cultivation had not yet recovered to its peak.

As for the other, he had never heard of it, but he was still African American.

Finally, the witch

Qian Longquan looked at the charming Annie through the rearview mirror. His eyes were filled with amazement.

It is obvious that Annie is not a simple existence, at least an overseas strong man who can compete with wudaojindan.

It's easy to kill, but it's hard to be convinced.

Such a strong man is willing to submit to Chen Zu.

Qian Longquan does not doubt Chen Yi's strength and means, but he knows that Chen Yi is not back at the peak.

But at the moment, Qian Longquan has a feeling that Chen Zu came back.

Even though the white hair is green, even though the appearance is so young, the calm eyes and unfathomable means all represent the power of Chen Zu in Longchi.

Qian Longquan is a little surprised. He looks at Chen Yi as if he saw Chen Yi for the first time.

From the bloody battlefield, the 16-year-old pretends to be dead. He happens to meet Chen Yi, who comes here to settle his grievances.

A black robe, step on the heaven and earth.

"It's better to escape from death than to die!"

The voice of Cang Mai slowly rings out, but it makes him Qian Longquan for more than 200 years, still

Still fresh in my memory!