Chen chuckled, looked at Zhou Chen and nodded.

There is a trace of satisfaction in the eyes.

Zhou Chen, the progress is very fast.

How long did it take to reach such a high level?

Not bad.

Very good.

This is also one of the reasons why he is willing to help Zhou Chen. If he is a genius, he should invest a little in advance, because in the future, he may get a great return.

If Zhou Chen is a waste, he won't care.

Of course, then again, if Zhou Chen is really a waste, it is impossible to provoke the existence of the emperor.

The emperor is weak, that is relative.

For people in this world, the emperor is not weak at all, but a mountain that can not be climbed. It is the direction pursued by countless strong people all their lives.

"Gone!"

Chen waved his hand, and his figure went directly into the Baidao tower and disappeared.

"Thank you, master!"

Zhou Chen boxing salute, quite respectful thanks.

Then.

His eyes turned and fell on the dead bones of the emperor.

Immediately, his face became complicated.

The emperor.

It was so easy to be prophesied to kill the soul, from the half dead, completely into the living dead.

It feels like a dream.

He slowly exhaled a foul breath.

This just discovered, on the back, unconsciously, already full of cold sweat!

It's terrible!

This time, fortunately, he still had the trump card of prophecy in his hand. Otherwise, if he came here rashly today, he might have overturned the car like this.

But... Also in this world war, he found that prophecy... Is really strong.

Powerful to the point of no edge.

No matter how poor the emperor is, he is also the top person in the Shenwu continent. He is the strong man at the peak of the great sage. It can be said that in this world, there is no one who can surpass him.

But even so.

Prophecy a hand, a slap, put the emperor under the floor friction, and chicken, not enough to fight.

I really don't know what the strength of prophecy is?

After all, prophecy, this is just a projection of power, ah, across the endless distance, the projected power, even the separation is not!

"Hoo, prophecy, so strong... But he is the weakest one in the Baidao pagoda. It's hard to imagine how powerful the others are."

Zhou Chen thought in his heart, and then he thought it was wrong.

According to the division of Baidao pagoda, Hong should be the most powerful in it, but at that time, he couldn't even bear a look in front of him! The weak cannot be weak.

I really want to say that.

It's better to be on your own side.

I also have a backing!

Big backer!

At the thought of this, Zhou Chen's heart was a little more stable.

Then.

In his eyes, there was a look of joy that could not be disguised. The joy was beyond expression!

Make it!

Big money!

The emperor's death alone is of great value!

In an instant, there was a high-level saint's fighting power on his side. Moreover, although the emperor's body was tattered and rotten, it would be very difficult for ordinary saints to break through the emperor's body defense.

Within the realm of the saints, not to mention beating all over the world, but in terms of anti beating ability, he dares to say that at this moment, Fei Ming suddenly said softly, "what is this?"