Vol 3 Chapter 961: Sharp change

"kill him!"
A product of Wu Sheng, the tone is still mad, scary, black stone old ghost with a big hand. The three corpses of the corpse of the martial arts jumped out and took a hand, that is, a few stars and monsters jumped out of the water, and slammed into Xiao Chen.
The fish-shaped star beast is a first-class star beast. After the transformation of the corpse, it has already had the strength of the ordinary Wuya. The most important thing is that there are enough, and there is no pain, and the general warrior is quite troublesome.
The martial arts of the three corpses are also ridiculous, and they usually rely on this star beast. On this dragon Jupiter, the same level of Wu Sheng is not their opponent, the mind has already emerged that Xiao Chen was dragged by this star beast.
Then, in the end of the dead, if the physical quality is good, in refining it into a magical, the strength can be further.
Rubbing!
I was too late to be surprised. I saw Xiao Chen flying in the air. It seemed to be a knives. I didn’t have a bad star monster. I didn’t insist on it for a moment and I was directly smashed into crumbs and completely scrapped.
Blackstone’s old ghost was shocked and raised his body, while at the same time whispering:
Retreat, hurry.

But now I want to go, where is the opportunity, Xiao Chen's body shape flashes, kicked out, the knives of the knives light up, the most right-handed corpse of the goods Wu Sheng, instantly separated is the first person, no dead body.
The rest of the two people were shocked and fled backwards, but they saw a white figure and walked through the middle of the two.
The knife wind behind him was divided into two cymbals, one slammed, and the purple electric light flashed. The two corporal warriors were divided into two halves by the knife wind, and the blood flew.
Looked up, just saw the black stone old ghost who came to support, looked at the horrified expression on the old ghost face, Xiao Chen smiled slightly, the right hand five fingers clenched, punched out.
Qinglong goes out to sea!
滔天水柱, skyrocketing, endless knives smashed around, Xiao Chen jumped out of the sea. In the eyes of Blackrock and Old Ghosts, Xiao Chen is a dragon, but a knife, but a white-faced warrior.
The frontiers are changeable, but they are unpredictable, but they are inseparable from their ancestors, sharp, sharp, and unstoppable.
The black gas in the old ghosts of the dead body accumulates in the gas, and the ten fingers move together. In the face of Xiao Chen, this is a bit of a strange fist, and the palms are shot together.
Stuffed River!
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and a huge rotating black ball appeared. It turned into a flowing river, and the waves were so heavy that it swept away toward Xiaochen.
The ghosts and cadres of the fellow practitioners died, many martial arts and martial arts, are seniors of the predecessors, and they are comprehending and comprehending in the nine secluded rivers.
This ancient river wave is obviously the best of the palms, and the palms are shot. The front is the river of the river that rushes toward Xiao Chen, with the boiling of endless death.
In all directions, it is the illusion that can not be removed, the soul, the bones, the graves, the evil spirits, constitute a scene of Senlu purgatory, disturbing people's minds.
Xiao Chen's heart is like a meteorite, all kinds of illusions, shaking his mood at first, the fists are unmatched, the flashing thunder, the flickering green dragon, the four will be the will of the thunder, the soul of the soul, and the rapid change.
I took a slant from the sword and made a unique path. There was no ancient people before, no one came after, and I merged with the strengths of hundreds of families and walked out of my own knife. Even if the real Styx is coming, you must break through and break the water.
What's more, you are just a stupid river, and you can't stop it, give it to me!
A loud bang, the illusion disappeared suddenly, and the influx of the Styx was slammed into the sky by this fist and rushed away.
The black stone old ghost was shocked, the five fingers were sealed, and the three heads of the fire were thrown out. The figure slammed back and shouted: "On the way, use the magic to surround him, I will train him into a magical It is absolutely comparable to the Wu Sheng of the master class."
Near the back of a hundred corporal warriors, quickly carrying handcuffs, the light shining above the sea, a variety of types of magic, jumped out of it, the momentum of the monks flew toward Xiao Chen.
The gas of death on the body is connected into one piece. The sea water under the feet has turned into a dark color like ink. The white clouds in the sky are hidden a little bit, and they are shrouded in dark clouds. It can be seen how many people are in this situation.
"Good!"
Xiao Chen smiled softly, and his fingers were close together in the eyebrows. There were four golden lights coming out from them. 40% of the immortal Thunder will, turned into a four-handed golden knife, the fusion of the soul of the soul, with endless and unparalleled sword.
The whistling sounded, and the four-handed golden knives flew up and down to form a thunderous light curtain.
With this circle of thunder knife screen, Xiao Chen rushed past, the magical block in front, gently touched, it was twisted into pieces, and was blown up by electro-optical, into powder.
The level is slightly higher, the time of persistence is only one second. Three enchanted demon corpses are thrown out by the Thunder knife at the first time, and there is no interference with Xiao Chen.
Like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the dry magic above the sea surface is mined and cleaned.
The sky turned blue, the sea water became clear, and a hundred corporal warriors, with a dull look, had never seen someone clean their magic like a garbage like this.
Blackstone's old ghost's eyes turned, and the big voice: "What are you doing, the magic is dead, it's just fine, and the little one is refining, and it's worth a thousand royals."
A group of corporal warriors were hesitant, but because of the orders of Blackstone and the old ghosts, there was only one person in the morning, and Xiao Chen rushed over.
Chad this scene, the black stone old ghost is quietly put away the three-headed unsuccessful enchanting demon corpse, the bottom of the oil, turned and escaped.
Xiao Chen’s heart sneered, where would allow him to escape, and the 100-year-old corpse with the highest repairing martial arts will be able to get his eyes. The battle is to kill the big man, and there is no more meaning for the small shrimp to kill.
The dragon has changed and changed!
The figure is divided into nine, and Xiao Chen is turned into a nine-knife knife. It is fleeting. Wherever he goes, the unfortunate corpse warrior turns into a group of blood, and becomes a gimmick on his battle card. .
The nine figures overlap, the soles of the feet are in the void, and the electric light bursts, and once again catches up with the black stone old ghosts who escaped.
"Leave me!"
Xiao Chen refers to one, and when he catches his head, there are countless shining thunders in the palm of his hand. Every finger is hard as a blade, and the hunting blade is shining.
Like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing between, with a strong flesh force, five blade-like fingers, directly pulled off an arm of the black stone old ghost, the palm of the electro-optic light, but also the blast of its bombing.
The body turned a little, taking the body as a knife and shoulder as the front. Xiao Chen smashed into the side, and the black stone old ghosts and the emperor used the barrier of death gas to smash and broke into pieces.
This overbearing pole, three million pounds of strength, ninety percent of the knife, immortal thunder will, with the body as the blade, to create a peerless knife, cold hunting, powerless.
The black stone old ghost was hit hard, and what secret treasures were used to defend the martial arts. All of them were useless. The flesh and blood that was directly hit was blurred, not adult, and there was no breath in the moment, and the body died.
On the battle card, a bright purple gimmick was immediately condensed, and 10,000 points of warfare were easily collected.
I took a look at the battle cards of the Blackstone Ghosts. The rows of gimmicks don’t know how many Terran martial artists died in the hands of the old ghosts.
The corpse warriors below, the black-skinned old ghosts who are not adult-shaped, have no fighting spirits and flee. This time, the original successful sneak attack, it was completely planted, the devil is completely trivial, and a top-grade Wu Sheng died. Both sons have to be furious.
I don't care about these small shrimps and small fish. In the space ring of Blackrock and Old Ghost, Xiao Chen turned over the martial arts of the ancient river, and carefully watched it.
He wants to walk out of an unprecedented avenue, as a knife, to accommodate the skills of hundreds of homes in his body, as a to smelt this masterpiece.
The way of death, whether it is because of the will of the reincarnation or the road of its own, will sooner or later be studied.
After a while, he collected the martial arts of the ancient river wave of the river, and closed his eyes to directly understand.
Among the gods in the sky, the essence of the gods absorbed by all of them is not much more than him. His understanding has already horrified to an amazing place. With a glance, he understands the general doorway of the ancient river.
When I opened my eyes again, I had already gained a lot. I whispered in my mouth: "Yes, the river is in the middle of the river. It’s still a good thing. When I accept the death throne, I have the gas of death, I can display this door. The corpse is a martial art."