Vol 3 Chapter 1801: Everywhere

When Xiao Chen was in shape, he knew that this was a disaster.
The gravity of the Star Sea is ten times that of the outside world, and his speed and flexibility are limited.
The marine tyrant's cold iron sculpture itself is living in the sea of ​​stars, and it is naturally flexible and lightning-fast.
This trip, from collecting the source of life juice to the present, can be described as twists and turns. I didn't expect that in the end, I wouldn't be reconciled to this ending.
Xiao Chen, who has seen the cold iron-carved blood-staining black-sword-toothed shark tribe, has no desire for a half-point battle. He can only do one thing and run!
Pray that the Black Knife pirate ship is not too far away from itself and can come over to support. With the devil's soul, there should be a glimmer of life, escape from birth.
The captain's order on his own body is related to the black knife number. Xiaosuo and his party can sense their approximate position through the pirate ship.
However, this star-shaped sea, Xiao Chen does not know where he was taken by the tree of life, the opportunity that the black knife can quickly come over is also very embarrassing.
Hey!
There were two sounds of broken air behind the scenes. It was the feathers of the cold iron carvings, and it was chilling and whistling.
Ignore the gravity effect of the Star Sea, accompanied by the crisp and pleasing flute, instantly killing and stabbing the back of Xiao Chen.
With a bang, Xiao Chen entered the water at the end of the day, and the danger was dangerous. He avoided the two feathers that contained infinite murder.
Ziz, you can see that the end of the scorpion feathers into the water, the surface of the sea water quickly filled a cold, and then turned into thin ice.
Under such a hindrance, Xiao Chen, who was originally ahead, was completely caught by the cold iron sculpture.
Plop, splashes, two cold iron carvings do not hesitate, followed by Xiao Chen into the water.
Rubbing and rubbing, the two cold iron carvings spread their wings, and the sharp wings are like giant blades. In the sea, with the knife as the knife, the two large blades, cross shuttle, flexible.
It can be seen that the handsome is cut by the blade and cut into countless small pieces.
Two cross-walking movements, like complex and sharp scissors, form a dazzling knife, and they will cover Xiao Chen.
Hey!
Under the circumstance, Xiao Chen displayed the dragon and tail of the fish, and in a moment, the fish was transformed into a dragon.
With a bang, he accumulates strength and pulls out the sea, reaching a height of several kilometers.
Not too late to rest, in the flute, two cold iron carvings followed Xiao Chen, followed by a smashing out.
Xiao Chen, who fell on the surface of the sea, caught up in an instant, between the electric and the flint, and the moonshadow knife came out.
Hey!
The blade and the wings of the two cold iron carvings, in an instant, fight a hundred strokes. Sending a crisp and squeaky sound, like two knives, facing each other.
After a hundred strokes, Xiao Chen left behind, dozens of knife marks, and blood infiltrated.
The feathers of the cold iron sculptures are like steel, leaving only a few traces, and are still recovering quickly.
Paying attention to this detail, Xiao Chen's pupils are miniature, and they look at them carefully.
But too late, let him think too much, two cold iron sculptures once again killed.
Relying on the strong body of the Qinglong battle body, and the body advantage of the fish dragon, Xiao Chen and the war retreat.
If it is not through the source of high-quality life, let the morning body of Xiao Chen be reborn, the life is full, and the fighting power is greatly increased.
He has long been a ghost of two cold iron claws.
The current situation is still not optimistic. If there is no miracle, it is only a matter of time before it is defeated.
Xiao Chen does not believe in miracles, only believes in himself, even if he persists in the end, it is still a dead end, and he will still use all his strength.
Never give up, no one knows what will happen in the last moment.
In the sea, there was a slightly sad scene. Two huge cold iron sculptures and Xiao Chen, who were many times smaller, continued to chase.
In the fight, the figure is almost insignificant for the cold iron sculpture.
Compared with the black star sawtooth shark, this scene looks even worse, like two tigers, teasing sheep.
The five people on the tree of life, who were stunned by the distant scenes, were also surprised and forgot about the business.
"This white knives, strong willpower, is still struggling."
"What I am wondering is, why is he still not dead, is he stronger than the black star sawtooth shark?"
Two young disciples, a little surprised, are puzzled.
The old man in the gray coat looked dignified: "He naturally has no black star sawtooth shark, but his knife is really a must. This young man is not simple."
The flute suddenly paused, and the two old men in the rear said: "Brother, it has exceeded the range, and the flute cannot control the cold iron carving. But the white youth seems to have a sigh of relief and is still standing hard."
"Forget it, don't worry about him. Even if you don't deliberately control it, it's only a matter of time before two cold iron sculptures kill him."
The gray-coated old man shook his head, then his eyes swept away and fell on the sawtooth shark chief at the root of the tree of life: "Two younger brothers, you and I will shoot together and help it end."
"Yes!"
"The skinny dead camel is bigger than the horse, don't care, be careful to overturn the ship in the gutter."
The elders of the three royal beasts flew up and killed the patriarch of the sawtooth shark.
If you can successfully kill, it is not a source of life, the body of this sawtooth shark is a big windfall.
Far away, two cold iron carvings and Xiao Chen, completely left the sight of the old man in the gray coat.
As the two younger brothers of the gray-clothed old man said, he really only had one breath. It should be said that a long time ago, there was only one breath left.
From the beginning, the two cold iron carvings chased him, completely out of breath.
After the injury is left, it will continue to deepen, and the Qinglong bloodline is very resilient. Can not stand, so non-stop chasing and fighting, there is no time to rest.
For a moment, there is no.
In this case, there is no time for him to display the cards. It may be that any hole cards are too late to be displayed, and one of them will be carved into two halves.
If there is only one cold iron sculpture, Xiao Chen will not, so it is so embarrassing.
Just as Xiao Chen was about to despair, there was a golden light in front of the sky.
The power of a beast, carrying a hot wave, is vast and paved.
Behind him, chasing Xiao Chen's two cold iron sculptures, the body shape paused for the first time, gliding wings, and the eyes looked far into the distance.
"Little yellow hair!"
Xiao Chen’s face showed a hint of joy, and could not help but smile softly.
I know that there is no road to heaven.
It is not unreasonable that he has persisted in the present, and many things that seem impossible in the life of the people will always find out that there is no way to go.
It’s not a miracle, it’s just a possibility of persistence, nothing more.
"I really don't care for me, I have been raising you for so many years."
For the first time, Xiao Chen felt that this little yellow hair was so cute.
I remember that the little yellow hair was left on the Black Knife, so the Black Knife pirate ship should not be far away.
However, they did not dare to venture on the water, let Xiao Chen Xiao Huang Mao come to meet Xiao Chen.
Like a golden flame meteor, the speed of the little yellow hair is faster than the two cold iron carvings.
Its body, in the grave of ten times the gravity is the outer, flexible, like a natural and this.
Two cold iron carvings screamed at the appearance of small yellow hair, and they felt a fear in nature, and at the same time, there was a doubt in their minds.
This bird, I have never seen it, can actually fly freely in the sea of ​​stars.
Between them hesitating, Xiao Chen ran fast, exhausted all his strength, and then volleyed and fell on the small yellow hair.
The feeling of gravity is completely eliminated, all kinds of discomfort are not present, and the small yellow hair is like an insulator.
"Thank you, little guy, go back soon."
Xiao Chen’s heart sighed with relief and took advantage of this, quickly repairing all kinds of injuries in the flesh and restoring physical strength and realism.
Who knows, Xiao Huangmao did not listen to him, and stayed in the air, staring at the two cold iron sculptures.
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Huang Mao said that he wants to exhale for you, and teaches these two stupid birds..."
In the mind, the sound of a sweet voice makes Xiao Chen one of them.
No mistakes, any of these two cold iron sculptures have the realm of Dayuandan. The two are combined, and the fighting power is soaring.