"Boy, do you know that the greater the power, the more internal power will be consumed? Didn't you just look good? How can this be silent, is not internal power consumed all? " Lei Po Tian laughs and taunts chuxuan constantly.
"Noise! Even if labor and capital have no spiritual power, you can't bully them. " Chu Xuan impatiently waved a golden awn, straight to the thunder to break the sky.
"Pediatrics." Lei Shatian at this time, one fourth of Zhenyuan had been transformed into spiritual power, so his cultivation was vigorous, and qianjisi became more tough. With a wave of his hand, he condensed into an invisible wall in front of him.
This is the magic effect of thousand machine silk. It can change thousands of times and do what you want.
Lei Po Tian blinks an eye thousand machine silk for decades, not to say the essence of which, at least can barely do, with the heart.
"Lizi, have a taste of my cloud beating hand!" Lei Po Tian had a big drink and used another unique skill he had obtained from the secret place. While using the secret formula, he sneered: "I haven't used chuyun hand for ten years. The last time I used it in a war with a legendary strong man, and finally smashed him, you'll die in the right place."
The innumerable auras of heaven and earth are gathered together. A fist that covers the sky and the earth glitters with green light and falls from the sky. It is quite similar to the Buddha's palm.
Click! CLICK!
Under chuiyun's hand, the space is also broken. The huge fist shadow tears the void, and there are countless mantianquan Film Association.
The big fist falls from the sky, and is wrapped in small fist shadow in all directions. It is airtight. Chuxuan seems to have no escape.
"Is this the power of legend?" There is a sense of powerlessness in the hearts of countless warriors. If they are absolutely dead.
People are staring at the battle in the field, for fear of missing any details. There are infinite mysteries in the battle among the experts. Maybe they can learn some skills from it, or they can grasp a trace to break through their own realm.
Nobody cares about Chu Xuan's life and death. In their opinion, chuxuan, who has exhausted his internal power, is a corpse.
Listening to the whistling sound between heaven and earth, as well as the sound of space fragmentation, chuxuan's heart is cold, want to quickly dodge.
However, he found that he couldn't move and his body was fixed. Only then did he find that it was the damned thousand machine silk.
Around him, there were a lot of thousand machine silk wrapped around him, and they were much stronger than the thousand machine silk just now. Each of them was strong enough with arms.
Chu Xuan struggles hard to find that his body seems to be trapped by death and can't move at all.
"Oh, boy, don't struggle. It's not just qianjisi." Lei Po Tian's face showed a cruel smile, and the front of the story changed: "don't you know that the legendary realm has its own power?"
Chu Xuan just remembered that at the beginning, he did notice that Lei Po Tian had an extraordinary momentum, but he didn't think much about it.
Now it seems that it should be the power of the field, but at that time, Lei Po Tian had not yet broken through to the legendary situation, so the power of the field had not yet been fully formed.
The nothingness swallowing Tianjue is running wildly. The spiritual power in Chu Xuan's elixir field is rapidly recovering. When the voice of thunder breaking sky falls, chuxuan hums coldly: "my cultivation has been restored. You should lead your neck and wait to be killed!"
Lei Po Tian's smile on his face solidified, he saw Chu Xuan holding the true spirit flying sword in constant chopping, imprisoned in his body around those thousand machine silk.
The true spirit flying sword has no light and is generous. It can be seen that Chu Xuan's spiritual power has been restored.
Looking at the thousand machine silk which was slashed by Zhenling flying sword, Lei Po Tian was shocked and said: "how can it be? How can internal power be restored every two or three days