Chapter 302

Hearing the roar of the vampire, many people were surprised and looked at Ye Zichuan.

Before Bell's family released news, a Chinese named Ye Zichuan got the heart of the deep sea, which can open the treasure of the sea god.

People here have followed his trail, but unexpectedly, they saw a real person here.

"Is he Ye Zichuan?"

"It's so strong. What kind of power is it?"

"Power borrowed from ancient gods?"

Ye Zichuan's face was expressionless, and the huge suzaneng waved his lightsaber again.

A lot of people are ready to kill, but in the face of such attacks, they have to dodge.

Boom!

A cut, here directly exploded, a mutation a little slow, directly smashed in the world.

Must assist can almost stretch out a big hand, a grasp to the God of the sea.

"How dare you?"

"Put things down!"

Everyone's face changed, and they rushed over at the same time.

"The light of the verdict!"

A bishop roared, and his whole body burst out with bright light.

Boom!

A thick pillar of light came down from the sky, like falling down from nine days above, hitting Xu zeneng.

Suzaneng's huge body faltered, and several tiny traces appeared on the surface of his body.

The power of this blow can be seen from this.

Ye Zichuan snorted, two lightsabers waved at the same time, cutting through the sky, tearing the sky and the ground, and smashing down.

"Lord, please give me the light!"

A paladin gives out an old chant, and his whole body bursts out a bright light.

Behind him, there is a huge body.

Six wings on the back, white, holy light scattered everywhere, brilliant flow, let here a piece of peace.

Angel of the six wings!

He summoned the power of angels.

"The sword of the archangel!"

The paladin waved his sword, and the archangel behind him also moved.

The huge lightsaber is cut down, and the holy light seems to purify everything. Where it passes, everything is evaporated and completely becomes nothingness.

When!

Suzanneng collided with the archangel sword and burst out hundreds of millions of rays of light. Many people feel that their eyes are going to be blind. It's hard to look at the bright light.

The power of this blow can be called destroying the sky and the earth. The silent sword of several mutant men disappeared, and the flesh and bones evaporated and turned into ashes.

The paladin snorted, leaving a bloodstain in the corner of his mouth, and his arms shaking with his sword.

"Please give us strength!"

Several bishops shot, they burst out of light, received the power of the Lord, and finally all instilled into the body of the paladin.

Paladin's breath suddenly soared a big section, the six winged Archangel behind him also more and more real, almost no difference with the real.

Boom!

Holy sword cut down, this nameless space is shaking, as if to be torn open.

Ye Zichuan happily fearless, waving a huge lightsaber to meet up.

"Curse of death!"

In the distance, the lips of several witches moved, and the ancient incantations slowly spewed out, as if coming to the world with the power of death.

Ye Zichuan felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, and a sense of weakness came out of his body. Xu zeneng almost collapsed.

At this time, the archangel's sword was cut down. With a bang, suzaneng was directly cut to pieces and burst into countless light spots in the air.

"Ye Zichuan!" Song Yuqian exclaimed.

She saw that half of Ye Zichuan's hair turned white at this time, and suddenly it seemed to be ten years old.

Luo Xue's face also changed, straight to this side rushed over.

Click, click!

With a wave of her hand, countless ice surged out and sealed the place.

Ye Zichuan's face was ugly. He felt that it was similar to the situation when he suffered from Yin and Yang curse. There was a strange force eroding his life.

He fixed his eyes on a few witches in the distance, no doubt they did it.

"To die!"

His eyes flashed over Mori Han's killing intention, and his left eye shed shocking blood.

At the same time, on the bodies of several witches, clusters of black flames were suddenly born from nothingness.

"Ah

"Ah

Their bodies were covered with black flames and could not be put out no matter what.

More than ten seconds later, their screams stopped abruptly and turned into ashes.

The strange power disappeared, and ye Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief. Half of his white hair also recovered.

But there is still a sense of weakness in the body.

Reincarnation eye is overused, especially Tianzhao. This kind of flame is very fierce, but it also has to pay a price. The blood in the corner of the eye is proof.

Any powerful force has corresponding damage.

But even without reincarnation eye, he has other powerful forces.

"Let you see the power of ninja."

Ye Zichuan closed his eyes and sealed his hands.

"Immortal method · true number thousand hands!"

A black mark appeared around his eyes and on his forehead.

This is the power of the immortal among the pillars of a thousand hands.

Boom!

The space trembled, as if to collapse.

Behind Ye Zichuan, a huge figure appeared, which seemed to be a little higher than Xu zeneng.

The huge wooden figure of Buddha stands between heaven and earth, and behind him, there are countless arms, dense, do not know how many.

This is the power of Ninja God!

Yuzhiboban and Jiuwei are defeated in the face of such forces. They are not rivals at all.

Many people feel dry throat, can not help but swallow saliva.

Is it still human power?

It's incredible!

Qinghong stares at this side, and his face becomes so dignified for the first time.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the whole person became different, as if to tear the sky.

"The Godhead is mine." Ye Zichuan said lightly.

Then the wooden figure of Buddha under his feet moved.

Boom! Boom!

Countless arms flew out, as dense as a rainstorm, which made the space shake violently, like turning over.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Everyone's face changed and quickly flashed to the side.

But the coverage of this blow was so large that thousands of arms fell down like rain.

Poof! Poof!

One after another, the figures burst into pieces, becoming countless blood and bones scattered.

At this time, there is no pity, there is no soft hand, everyone is the enemy.

Faced with such power, many people feel powerless.

They're all mutants, but your mutation is too thorough. It's just like open hanging.

It's too much for everyone to fight back.

"It seems that his strength needs to be reassessed."

Qinghong looks at the powerful Ye Zichuan with deep eyes.