Thunder Martial

The crack extends out of the number of thousand zhang, and countless purple gold light shines out from it.

Zi Chen, who has blood on his chest, is volleyed, and the long stick with purple golden light is released in his hand. The lines on it are fading again.

It turned into the ordinary black long stick, which looked very humble.

In front, outside ten zhang, St. Lun stood in the sky above the crack, but also motionless.

In his hand, Yun Yujian has been broken into the crack.

The whole city was instantly in a quiet state.

No one understands what happened.

Is St. Lun win?

Or did Zi Chen win?

Some people saw that there was no weapon in the hands of St. Lun, and the heart was not good, but there was still hope in the depths of his heart.

They are looking forward to the victory of St. Lun, or the desire for victory in St. Lun!

“pu!”

In midair, Zi Chen coughed up blood, his body began to fall, and he kneeled on the ground with one knee alone. The out of the ordinary stick was on the side.

In the quiet city, cheers followed.

Because St. Lun is still standing in the sky.

Zi Chen coughed again, then slowly stood up, and the cheers in the city came to an abrupt end, and the whole city became quiet again.

“you lose.”

Zi Chen said in a voice, the voice was calm and a bit indifferent.

“This is impossible!”

St. Lun finally made a sound, just when everyone thought that he hadn’t fallen, and that he hoped to win, he saw his blood on his forehead overflowing, the body drops from the sky, and fell on the giant. Among the cracks.

His last breath of life also spoke with the words and dissipated.

St. Lun is dead!

Zi Chen is still alive!

The victory and defeat of this battle has been divided!

There is no suspense, and there is a mourning in the city.

“This is impossible!”

From the holy soul mountain, there was a voice of anger, from the holy shrine, but no one heard it.

Ouli stood there without talking, but his face was smiling, but he couldn’t hide it, and he was very proud.

Because he chose the right person.

Zi Chen is finally famous for the shock.

“It’s still Young Master’s vision.”

Wu Youde had to give a sigh of relief. The battle was full of twists and turns. I didn’t expect Zi Chen to win.

Even the top hundred Yun Yujian was defeated.

Saint soldier Shanrd Layer, Zi Chen walked forward, came to the edge of the crack, looked down at the bottom, he only saw the body of St. Lun, the hundred soldiers Yun Yu Jian has disappeared, I do not know where to go.

He was looked at towards another direction, where there was a muted beast that fled to the distance and should be a beloved beast.

Zi Chen didn’t let the ghosts chase.

The battle is over and he is ready to enter the next Layer.

At this moment, I saw countless lights, coming from all directions, that is a path of fierce breath, from the Holy Soldiers of the Third Soldier of the Saint soldier.

At the same time, they each issue a ray of light.

These rays of light come together, densely like rain, strong, but no killing intent.

Zi Chen is puzzled and looks dignified.

I saw Zi Chen’s hand, and the black long stick came out and flew toward the sky.

All the rays of light went to the black long stick and were absorbed by it.

The next moment, this One Layer, and even the other two layers of the Holy Spirit soldiers, are all in the direction of the moving towards black long stick, worship, surrender.

The power of the spirit between heaven and earth, as if by the summon, went to the black long stick in the air, a giant Devouring vortex of the giant appeared in its all around.

The baptism spirit pool, which was not used passively, is now the energy light of a path of, leaving a strip of ribbon between the heavens and the earth, coming to the black long stick and being absorbed by it.

The Saint soldier mountain also began to vibrate, releasing an ancient and powerful atmosphere, thus proclaiming the birth of a new soldier.

Yes, after defeating Yun Yujian, Zi Chen’s black long stick was recognized, replacing the position of Yun Yujian.

Although it is only the last weapon, it still attracts the vision of the Saint soldier.

This vision lasted for a quarter of an hour, and after all the energy disappeared, the black stick fell from the sky and fell into the hands of Zi Chen.

The rays of light, whose surface is flashing, is re-emerged and turned into a quaint look. It seems that there is no change in the giant.

But Zi Chen knows that it has become different, recognized by the Saint soldier, and absorbed so much of the power of the soldiers, and then it will be easier to win.

And Zi Chen believes that after this battle, Yun Yujian will not dare to appear.

Jing Ling’s gaze was collected, low mumble said: “The last time you saw your potential, but unfortunately, the strength of using your people is too weak. This time, your eyes are not bad, meet the deserved Your master.”

You can challenge the long stick of Yun Yujian. Even if the owner is very weak, it is also very powerful. It is definitely a divine weapon in the eyes of the world.

It’s a pity that after the generation of the owner’s body, the masters behind it could not meet its requirements. Even if they got a black long stick, they could not play their own formidable power. At best, they just regarded it as a A strong soul soldier that’s all.

Of course, those masters will never know that they have never let the black stick really recognize the Lord.

At the end of the battle, Zi Chen continued to stay in this One Layer, which has no meaning.

He went to the next layer.

Everything is going smooth.

When I saw Zi Chen boarding the Four Layers, the Brass couldn’t help it anymore, and cheered loudly. This time I earned it again.

Their cheers are in stark contrast to the mourning and roar of all around.

From time to time, someone rushed to the brothers to envy and look at the eyes.

Zi Chen, who came to Four Shoushan’s Four Layers, first saw a baptism pool, which didn’t look big, but the swaying Spiritual Power was very abundant.

Lingchi is empty and there is nothing, but next to Lingchi, there are two people standing.

Blue solitary dreams and mountains.

After entering the Four Layers, the two did not immediately baptism their own weapons, but waited here.

Because they believe that Zi Chen will be able to win, so deliberately waiting here.

Of course, if Zi Chen fails to win, then the two will join forces here to kill St. Lun, no matter what the price.

This is the plan of the two!

After seeing Zi Chen, the two immediately came forward and were very happy.

Zi Chen spread his arms and hugged with two women one by one under the eyes of countless envy and hatred.

In an instant, I don’t know how many people would like to replace Zi Chen gnashing teeth.

“How are you still here?” Zi Chen asked.

“Wait for you to go together.” Blue Lonely said: “We know that you will come up.”

Hawthorn said: “You still have to heal the wound first.”

In the previous battle, Zi Chen was also injured, and there was still blood in his chest.

The reason why I came to Four Layers immediately was obviously worrying about the other people in the Third Layer fish in troubled waters.

But now that I saw the two, he just let go of his heart.

After two hours, Zi Chen’s injury was already almost, he stood up and looked at the biggest chance ahead.

Next, it is time to harvest.

The stick and the shield flew out and flew forward.

The mountains and the blue dreams are also the ones who have their own sacred spirits.