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Chapter six hundred and twentieth IX Yasheng kills

Feeling the aura of the sub-saint coming to his face, Chen Weiming was not panicked. After taking a deep breath, his heart slowly became calm. Only by calming down can he maximize his combat power.

From the time he guessed that Zhongnan Mountain was about to be exposed, he was ready to face the Assassin because he had no choice.

When he was in the Earth Immortal Realm, he could be enemies with Yanyun Pavilion, the Empire, and even the entire Earth Immortal Realm. But after he arrived in this world, everything became different. Once personal grudges became insignificant, and the most important thing was the major plan of the race.

He could not imagine what the consequences would be if the people in this world rushed into the earthly world... the human race would be completely enslaved.

At this moment, he cannot leave, he must do his best to protect this place, even if it is death.

Hearing Chen Weiming's shout, Ming Dao's face changed and then flew towards the Panshen Heavenly Palace. He was a rational person and knew that it was meaningless to force him at this time except to die.

When he was about to enter the Heavenly Palace of the God of the Gods, he stopped and sent a voice to Chen Weiming: "We have done our best. If we die, there will be even more hope."

"I know!" Chen Weiming took a deep breath: "But I can't just leave like that, my apprentice is still in the earthly world!"

There is always some spiritual sustenance in people's hearts, especially like him. If Ji Hanyan dies, he feels that there will be a demon in his heart. It is not the inner demon, but his denial of himself. What is the difference between the future and death?

"You have been told to honestly adhere to the idea of ​​killer and not pursue such boring feelings, you don't listen!" Ming Dao sighed: "If you die, one day I will avenge you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he entered the Heavenly Palace of the God of the Shrine.

The breath is like a mountain, and the wind and clouds are coming. The sub-saints are under pressure, and they can affect the world here in countless thousands of miles apart.

The face was loudly roaring, and in a moment, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, as if mountains covered the sky and sun. From a distance, you could feel the cold air soaring into the sky. Looking closely, it turned out to be a huge ice hockey.

He is a sub-saint who practices the ice Taoist pattern. Chen Weiming secretly felt fortunate. Among the thousands of Taoist patterns, he is most proficient in nine natural power Taoist patterns, and the corresponding nature is better to deal with.

Run the Zhoutian Star Dou Array and control the bodies of eight generals, all the true energy gathers.

The blood Tao pattern, the five sense Tao pattern, the death Tao pattern, the fire Tao pattern, the water Tao pattern, the soul Tao pattern, and the equal Tao pattern, the seven generals are all exerted, and the Yin-Yang Tao pattern is used to activate Jiang Deng's corpse to harmonize many forces.

Ten clones, ten characters were played, Linglong was in her hand, and used the Wanyan Divine Sword to guide all the powers to gather together, and at the same time used the Ice Dao Pattern Collapse Magic Power.

All the power transformed into a colorful divine sword, illuminating all directions, making the world dark. The Linglong sword sounded for a long time, and a sword started, and a colorful sword light slashed out.

It seemed as if it was the first light that opened the world, cutting through the darkness and rushing towards chaos.

The huge ice hockey that covered the sky and the sun made the darkness of the earth instantly slashed.

The silver bottle exploded, the agar leaked, and the huge ice puck was slashed by the colorful sword energy. After a moment of stalemate, it shattered. It seemed that the stones broke through the sky. At dawn, the sun set again among the endless ice fragments.

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless ice cubes were like heavy rain bombarding the whole world, smashing huge deep pits on the vast desert.

It was originally a steaming desert, but it instantly turned into a huge ice field.

"ah!"

With a muffled groan, Chen Weiming landed heavily on the ground, shattering countless ice, and bursting with force, cracks spreading around it as the center. In an instant, a huge hole was directly stepped on the vast land.

This is the power of the sub-saint. With every move, you can change the large natural environment. Just the aftermath of a long blow can make Chen Weiming, who has gathered the power of eight generals, miserable.

When the sound of the ice smashing the ground disappeared, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and the monks in the Senluo Hell all opened their mouths and looked at Chen Weiming, unable to believe it.

A Daluo Golden Immortal actually survived the full blown attack of the Sub-Saint, which is unimaginable.

In an instant, an even more terrifying aura suppressed the audience, and a thin figure appeared above Zhongnan Mountain.

This is an old man with weak and white hair. He practiced the ice Taoist pattern, which made him look a little pale and his face was not covered with blood. There was even coldness between his eyebrows, as if he was aging patient.

But its powerful aura reminds everyone that this is a sub-saint, a real sub-saint.

The white-haired Asa Saint looked at Chen Weiming and then at the corpses of the generals beside him. His face turned blue and red, and he looked extremely ugly.

He was on another battlefield. When the battle situation was settled and there was no suspense, he received news that treasures were born here, and people from the Immortal Alliance and the Demon Clan were on the way here, so they were sent by the generals of Tongtianxing to help the generals find treasures.

On the way, I got the news that Xue Kang sent him and learned that the ancestral land of the human race was here, and I was even more happy, saying that there was a great contribution waiting.

But after approaching the battlefield, what I felt was that the generals' aura disappeared one by one, leaving only one person left, and the situation was extremely bad.

He tried his best to support and rescue people, but unfortunately he was still one step slower. Now seeing the many generals standing behind the enemy in this way, he felt as if his head was filled with slurry, and he was extremely annoyed.

"well!"

After staring at it for a while, the white-haired Asahi Saint showed a hideous smile: "Your human ancestral land is now exposed to the world. After today, the day when your human ancestral extermination is not far away."

"I'm so arrogant!" Chen Weiming laughed: "Don't talk about my ancestor Fuxi and the most saint master. After so many years, many powerful people in my ancestral land have emerged, but they just don't want to compete with you. The ancestral land of the human race is here. If you find it, you have the courage to go in. Don't talk about you, even if your prince comes, he is just seeking death."

"It's mysterious!" The white-haired Asuka snorted coldly: "In the past, you, the rebel clan, created mysterious forces to chase after him, and all the strong people died. The rest were like a betrayal dog, hiding from the east. You dare to say that there are strong people. If there are really strong people, there will be no only you miscellaneous fish outside to make trouble."

"It's a great person to be able to block my attack, but unfortunately... you are just a Daluo Golden Immortal after all. Death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a finger was stretched out. The ice aura surrounded him, and his already pale fingers became like crystals and almost transparent for a moment.

Chen Weiming immediately felt great pressure, his scalp numb, and a terrible sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

The ice Taoist pattern condensed and had not been used yet, but I could already feel the terribleness of it.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and a golden light soared into the sky from Zhongnan Mountain, and a large gap was blasted into the broken sand mountain.

When I saw a square object slowly flying out of the gap, it shone golden light, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Chen Weiming looked carefully and was stunned.
Chapter completed!
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