Chapter 632

Just a scene, it is the son of the son, all look slightly changed, others are Leng at the scene.

But when ye Chen punches out, they are not only shocked, but shocked!

"Boom!"

Ye Chen didn't use a single fist technique. He hit it with Zhenyuan. He was as powerful and powerful as Zhenjun. He fell from heaven and earth, just like the river in the Ninth Heaven. It was overwhelming.

It was only in time to ask the Zen master. He crossed his hands on his chest and pinched a Vajra bowl seal. He was beaten by Ye Chen with a fist.

Ye Chen's fists hit him directly on his chest. He let master Wen's blood spurt out. His chest sank fiercely. His body suddenly retreated. His feet were on the ground. He pulled out a deep ravine and went back hundreds of meters directly!

"Hiss!"

At this moment, even Xia Shuya, who has always been calm and calm, has changed her pretty face slightly.

The body of King Kong, the Zen master, is more powerful than the real king. It is enough to withstand the chopping of the flying sword, but he can't even block Ye Chen's fist? Directly injured?

However, a trace of regret flashed through Ye Chen's eyes.

After all, he was injured and not at his peak. Otherwise, with his ability to crack Zhenjun with one hand, it would be Da Bei. Zen master would not dare to take ye Chen's fist here.

"Come again!"

The dust of the leaves is high.

With a finger in the air, he spurts out a golden flame, and the rosefinch's divine fire burns the void. At the sight of the fire, the boy's face suddenly changed violently. The fire was driven to the top and made a fire wall, but it was burned through by the fire of rosefinch.

In the end, Tianhuo boy could only escape from the fire of the rosefinch in confusion. He was burned everywhere and his black hair turned into nothing.

Then, leaf dust one eye to Ning Wu Wen stare.

"Yila --!"

The horror of the mind, through the eyes, straight attack rather than smell. Ning Wuwen was still sneering at him. Wuwen village is famous for his ability of thinking. He is so powerful that he can't lose Zhenjun. Who dares to compete with him?

But when their minds collide.

Ning Wuwen's whole body was shaking and blood was flowing from his seven orifices. He only felt his own mind as if he had hit the towering Kunlun mountain. In an instant, he was scattered and his head was broken and bleeding.

Between the fingers.

Ye Chen's one fist, one finger, one eye, defeated three Tianjiao in a row!

"Defeat the fist with fist, defeat the fire with fire, and defeat the mind with recitation. This surnamed Ye is not only afraid of his cultivation, but also has reached a very high level in his body, supernatural powers and divinity. He is not inferior to the true king! "

Xia Shuya said with a pretty face.

The other elites in canglan River are shocked.

Lin jiuer, in particular, is not only shocked. None of the three Tianjiao was weaker than her, but she was repeatedly defeated by Ye Chen. Does this not mean that ye Chen has already surpassed the others and is the first one for this?

"I don't accept it!"

At this time, master Wen Chan finally stopped his body. Although his chest was sunken and his mouth vomited blood, his golden awn became brighter and his eyes turned into gold, and his breath rose instead of falling.

He raised his feet, as if lifting Mount Tai, and walked out with difficulty.

"Boom!"

When asked the Zen master to step out of this step, the whole world roared, and the vitality of heaven and earth in a circle of several miles was completely shaken. Countless vitality swarmed in and gathered behind the master, forming a golden wheel of light.

Ask the Zen master to stand in the light wheel, holy and holy. The whole person is just like Buddha.

"The power of the little king!"

At this moment, even the eight true kings who watched the battle raised their eyelids slightly.

Other disciples are more excited.

At this moment, we can finally see the all-out efforts of the peerless Tianjiao. The reason why Zen masters and others can oppress the younger generation is that they have become little Zhenjun and can use the power of Zhenjun, which is far beyond the ordinary golden elixir.

"I don't like it either!"

The sky fire boy soared into the sky. His whole body breath was surging and climbing. In an instant, he stepped into a magical level. The surging fire energy, centered on him, turned into a tornado and fell from the sky for thousands of meters, shaking the sky and earth!

Tianhuo boy is shrouded in purple fire, just like a flame demon.

Second little true king!

And the seven orifices bleeding Ning Wuwen, is laughing, like crazy. The spirit of terror, like a mountain like sea, is rolling between heaven and earth, arousing the vigorous vitality. Four long dragons, far more powerful than before, came out of his back.

Rather than smell a step to the sky, riding the wind and the dragon, big sleeve bias, like immortal dust.

The third little true king!

In a flash, the three are extremely proud of heaven, and all of them are in the realm of xiaozhenjun. They have all kinds of breath, and heaven, and even the nearby canglan River, let the river surging and rolling.

"What's going on?"

Under the canglan River, all the people got excited.

"This is the breath of xiaozhenjun, and there are three strands. Are there three peerless Tianjiao who have made all-out efforts to win the victory over the canglan river?"

If there is an old man, open his mouth.

"No, the meeting of canglan river has just begun for half a day. The battle between Tianjiao and Tianjiao is the last one. Why start fighting nowThe other did not understand.

When people were wondering, the battle had already touched on the Qianzhang Henglan mountain.

Facing the three little true princes, ye Chen's face is not startling. He looked up and looked into the canglan river. A wonderful feeling told him that a dragon the size of a mountain was coming up against the current a hundred kilometers away from the downstream.

"Ye, you should be honored to force our card!"

Tianhuo boy, like clothes, purple flame. Flaming Valley can stand side by side with the seven Xuanmen, which really has the supernatural power.

Even Lin jiu'er and others changed their faces slightly.

Three peerless Tianjiao, all out, that kind of prestige, is really too terrible. Even Xia Shuya admitted that he was afraid that if he could not take a move, he would be seriously injured.

"I'm afraid that only the son of God can positively shake the three Tianjiao."

Lin jiuer's eyes are shining, and she can't help sweeping the son. She had not seen it for three years. She only felt that the breath on the son was more and more ethereal, and she could not see the end of it.

Bai Xiaoxuan was even more excited. Staring at Ye Chen, she exclaimed in her heart, "I don't believe you're still alive?"

"You talk too much. If you want to do it quickly."

Ye Chen raised his eyelids slightly.

"Looking for death!"

Rather than hear a sneer, four more than 20 Zhang long golden dragon, control the heaven and earth. At this moment, it is not only the long dragon of mind power, but also behind them are four long tornadoes, which are hundreds of meters long, just like a storm and thunder.

How can mortals resist the power of xiaozhenjun.

Sky fire boy also seven orifices spurt divine fire, step under the sky cover. As soon as they touched the vitality of heaven and earth, they suddenly burst into flames and rain all over the sky. There is a purple flame fire wheel, hidden in the fire rain, quietly hit.

It's the top spirit tool - burning wheel!

Finally, he asked the Zen master.

He suffered the most injuries, but the power of his hand was also the most amazing.

"Boom!"

Ask the Zen master to step out, and the light wheel behind him instantly melts into his body. His whole body shape soars and becomes more than ten feet high, just like a giant. All over the skin, like gold, full of immortal charm.

Ask the Zen master to stretch out a hand and clap it from afar, like King Kong subduing the dragon.

"Arhat gold body!"