Chapter 3737

Seeing Zhan Jiuzhou suddenly scream, his face twisted and his whole body twitched, they all thought it was the best mobile phone show, but they didn't expect that Zhan Jiuzhou could break out such fighting power under such a situation.

"Ah... Ah..." Zhan Jiuzhou was still screaming. Cold sweat floated on his forehead, gathered into big beads of sweat, rolled down his cheek, his face became more distorted, more ferocious, obviously suffering a lot. However, the momentum of his body is still rising, the sword in his hand, even issued a dazzling gas awn.

"No!" Gu Fenghua also exclaimed.

Judging from the Qi of Zhan Jiuzhou's long sword, his holy Qi was restored to the fourth grade of emperor's Holy Spirit. Soon, he will be restored to the fifth grade of emperor's Holy Spirit. If he continues like this, he may surpass the fifth grade of emperor's Holy Spirit.

What ancient secret skill does this guy use to force his combat power to such a level that he doesn't need to burn the essence and blood, the power of holy source, or the self explosion of holy soul beads.

Shocked, Gu Fenghua several people how dare to delay, directly toward the war Jiuzhou.

But this time, before they started, Zhan Jiuzhou took the initiative to attack again.

That sad cry, become more heartrending, but also make him become more crazy.

Although everyone saw his twisted and ferocious face, no one could feel the pain he was suffering at this time.

Every meridian of the whole body is extremely twisted, or even abruptly broken. Every bone of the whole body is heavily squeezed by a powerful force, which seems to be completely squeezed into pieces. He can even hear the sound of the friction between bones. Maybe, without being squeezed into pieces by that force, the bones of the whole body will be ground into powder. The pain of the broken Sutra poured into my mind, as if the spirit had been torn into countless pieces.

Unless you experience it yourself, who can experience the pain!

However, even if you don't realize it, you can imagine the pain of his face and the sound of bone friction. All the disciples of Shengzong changed their faces and their eyes were shocked.

On the high platform, Chang Aotian and others were slightly moved, and their faces became unusually deep.

But the eldest grandson's face did not change. This scene in front of him was expected. Of course, he would not be surprised or moved. He just pursed slightly at the corner of his mouth, which made him more indifferent and heartless.

"Kill, kill, I'll kill you." The pain of breaking the Sutra, eroding the bone, burning the heart and eating the soul constantly poured into his mind. Zhan Jiuzhou was almost crazy. He roared hysterically and cut out his sword again.

This sword has no skill at all, but its holy spirit is so abundant and powerful.

Emperor holy five, fighting Jiuzhou's fighting power, really restored to Emperor holy five.

Swords meet, lightning and thunder. At the same time, they fly back to stabilize their bodies, and there is a bloodstain on the corners of their mouths.

Gu Fenghua's fingers holding the sword were trembling slightly, but his eyes were a bit lucky.

It seems that Zhan Jiuzhou, the secret skill of forcibly improving its combat power, does not need to burn blood essence, the power of holy source, or self exploding holy soul beads, but it is not without harm. It has to bear great pain, or even fall into madness because of pain.