Chapter 1834: Immortal Gold

Feng Chen was shocked when he discovered this phenomenon, and his whole body's nerves were strained. It must be known that the space of the realm is much stronger than the space of the fairy realm and the mortal realm. If such a fight is placed in the fairy realm or Mortal world, the interface has long collapsed.
Rao is such a strong divine realm. Under the powerful attack of Dede, the whole plane also trembled, which shows how terrible the God Emperor is.
No virtue is terrific, but in Feng Chen's heart, the opponent is still not the deity, but a trace of the gods.
As long as the other party ’s energy is exhausted, that is their opportunity. This is still very clear.
Soon, Feng Chen was brought to its place by the "backflow of time" performed by Wu De. At the next moment, Wu De grabbed his right hand into the void, then tapped his finger, and a group of arrows transformed from energy suddenly formed. , And then went towards Fengchen.
"Huh! The lord of the district is also deliberately trying to escape from the Emperor of the Emperor, which is simply ridiculous! This time you must die!" Wu De lifted the "backflow of time," and he was very confident that his attack could definitely kill the opponent in seconds.
"The master of this sigil of the gods is indeed the Emperor of the Emperor!" After lifting the time back, Feng Chen returned to normal. When he heard the words of innocence, there was no trace of confusion in his heart, as if the innocent answer was like It was the same as he expected.
In the face of menacing sharp arrows, especially when the sharp arrow transformed from energy is less than five meters away from Fengchen, Fengchen has made an action that will make everyone astounded, that is, directly turning into The claw grabbed at the sharp arrow.
"No ..." Seeing that Li Jian and Feng Chen were about to run into each other, Zhao Xinxin grasped the ground firmly with both hands, screaming in pain and tears.
"Oh, idiot!"
He snorted disdainfully. Although he is only a trace of the Yuan God, although all the attacks cannot be presumed, the attack he is exhibiting at this moment also has at least about 10% of the power of the deity, enough to kill all monks under the emperor.
Feng Chen had no grief or joy on his face, and he could not see any confusion in his face. The reason why he dared to do so was not pretense. Don't forget that he had the meritorious power to add himself, and achieved the immortal body.
The next moment, Feng Chen's right hand firmly grasped the sharp arrow. This sharp arrow was caught in the palm of his hand. The sharp arrow kept roaring and struggling in his palm, and a buzzing sound was still heard from time to time.
But within three breaths of time, Li Jian burst out with a powerful force. At least for Feng Chen, this power was beyond his control. He clenched his teeth and the whole body's divine power gathered into his hands. .
"Hmm ..." The sharp arrow in his hand flashed a hint of white awn, Feng Chen knew that the sharp arrow could no longer hold it.
"The immortal golden body!" At this moment, Feng Chen looked at him with a whisper in his heart, and at this moment, the power of merit in the body was just like the river breaking the bank, and the power of merit flowed through the body quickly. All are pinned on the power of virtue.
He also didn't know if his undead golden body could withstand the angry attacks of the God Emperor.
"Hmm ..." A white awn flickered away. At this moment, Feng Chen's hands were empty, and the domineering sharp arrow disappeared without a trace. On his chest, however, there was a bowl-like size. Through the hole.
"Feng Chen, no ..." Zhao Xinxin looked at Feng Chen with dozens of distant eyes with dull eyes. The tears burst into tears and her heart was as painful as a knife. Her feelings for Feng Chen were in her heart.
She appeared next to Feng Chen in a teleportation, tightly holding Feng Chen in her arms, and bitter tears could not stop dripping on Feng Chen's face.
"Ah ..." Zhao Xinxin shouted from the sky, her hair fluttered, her complexion turned blue, and she looked into Feng Chen's eyes, with tenderness and endless anger and hatred in her eyes.
"Even if I die, I will kill him to take revenge on you! Even if I am not defeated, I will go to Huangquan with you! Wait for me!" In Zhao Xinxin's eyes, Feng Chen may have died and died, after all, wearing a bore However, there is no possibility for Yuan Shen to survive.
With these words, Zhao Xinxin started from her heart, her words were powerful and her tears fell down.
"What silly thing does this girl want to do?" As everyone knows, Feng Chen is not as she imagined. He is still alive. He watched Zhao Xinxin's Zhu lips slowly strike at himself, printed on his forehead. .
Zhao Xinxin's lip was like a dragonfly drenching water on Feng's forehead. Even though she was seriously injured, it did not mean that she had no ability to fight hard.
Feng Chen felt a riot in the demon's power in her body. If she hadn't guessed wrong, Zhao Xinxin was afraid she was about to explode.
"Ahem, where are the men hiding under the woman's feathers!" Suddenly, a crisp and familiar voice sounded in Zhao Xinxin's ears. Zhao Xinxin stunned in the place like an electric shock. At an instant, her body was stiff, with an incredible look Looking at the dust in his arms.
"Woo ..." After confirming that Feng Chen was still alive, she cried thoroughly.
"A mere bit of a primitive can't kill me!" Feng Chen reached out and patted Zhao Xinxin's back. Zhao Xinxin's affection understood that he was not a fool, but now, but not when he considers emotions, he can't care about emotions. After all, there are more important things waiting for him to complete, and loved ones waiting for themselves to rescue.
After Feng Chen's words fell, the hole in his chest began to recover at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The immortal power of gold did not disappoint him. And the power of the body's origin is also exerting its anti-sky effect, no more than three breaths, the body's injuries have recovered.
However, if the deity's deity shots, let alone three breaths, that is, thirty years or three hundred years of dust can not be restored as before, the God Emperor is really terrible.
"This ... how is this possible? How could you not die?"
Wude's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. The expression on Wude's face was so ugly that he opened his mouth just like the in his mouth.
"Boy, who the are you?" After all, Wude is an old god-level emperor with a quick reaction ability. After shock, he thought of something.
If it weren't for you to see it for yourself, it is estimated that others would tell themselves that they would not necessarily believe it. It is necessary to know that a emperor shot at a master monk, and shot with anger, it is impossible for the master monk to survive. He is a ray of gods, and Feng Chen cannot survive from his own hands.
That is to say, in Feng Chen's hands, there is definitely a treasure that protects his Yuanshen and his flesh, or Feng Chen has a peerless anti-sky power method, otherwise, no reason can explain why he sees it. everything of.