Chapter 259: Taiwanese people

Hang...
Between the blink of an eye, the palm of this Taikoo strong man is smashed with Wang Chen’s Heavenly Emperor.
Booming...
The thunder and lightning are falling and the light is shining.
The boundless red light is interlaced with black light, and the horrible Suzaku flames are flying.
With Wang Chen and this Taikoo strongman as the center, a wave of horror to the limit, this moment blasted, as if it were the real thing, turned into a mushroom skyrocketing.
蹬蹬蹬...
After a move, Wang Chen tumbling, his body shape, suddenly rushed out toward the rear.
At this moment, Wang Chen’s face looks pale.
And on the other side, obviously, this Taikoo strong is not even stronger than the current Ji family.
Before, the Ji family’s ancestors resisted Wang Chen’s attack on the Heavenly Emperor’s fist, and his figure was stable. This is a very strong man, but at this moment he is generally with Wang Chen, and he retirees toward the rear.
Under this trick, he did not suppress Wang Chen.
Strongly endure the blood in the body, Wang Chen suddenly laughed at this moment: "The ancient people, sleeping for millions of years, now, is not your time, you, fall." /
Hang...
A roar, Wang Chen’s right foot suddenly slammed.
In the roaring sound, the earth shakes and cracks, and the boundless dust is raised.
At this moment, Wang Chen is like a rainbow.
After the previous confrontation, Wang Chen actually saw hope.
He felt that this ancient man may have been unparalleled in the beginning, but now he is not the courage of the original.
Sleeping for millions of years, his blood is almost dry, and now he has just awakened, his strength has not completely recovered, even now, he just barely recovered to the strength of pure Yang, or, Wang Chen It can be said that this ancient person will not be much stronger than the military who just stepped into the pure Yang.
He is too weak.
And, obviously, the Ji family ancestors could not fully trust these people, which made the Ji family ancestors put a ban on them. This layer of imprisonment has a huge impact on the people of Taikoo, his Strength, but half-step pure Yang.
Since he did not step into pure yang, Wang Chen was sure to fight.
"Kill."
When facing the half-step pure yang, Wang Chenyi can retreat.
Hang...
The momentum is skyrocketing, Wang Chen has a wrist, and the square in the hands appears.
"The town."
Sifang Tianyin quickly went to the suppression of the Taikoo people.
"Hey, kid is arrogant, now, the big world is coming, I am sleeping for a million years, waiting for the world today."
In the face of Wang Chen’s provocation, the Taikoo’s face was ugly, and he shouted sharply.
蹬蹬...
In the face of Wang Chen’s suppression of the Quartet, this ancient person still did not escape. He once again chose a positive confrontation.
"The light of the worms, but also dare to fight, give me off."
In the face of the flashing black square, this ancient person is very strong.
He grabbed the sky in the air.
Booming...
The four heavens and the moon are shaking, and the endless wave of the wind is resisted by the hard-earned people of the ancient times.
The outbreak of the air wave, the shape of the Taikoo people suddenly shocked.
"Roll."
Suddenly, this ancient person roared.
Hang...
Among the roaring sounds, the Quartet was printed and flew out.
When this ancient man flew to the square, Wang Chen had already sacrificed the heavenly order.
嗡嗡嗡...
The light flickers and the dragon swims.
Under the day, the majesty is unparalleled.
"The Real God."
Seeing the heavenly order of Wang Chen, this ancient person has changed dramatically.
"I didn't expect that you have such a treasure."
He looked at Wang Chen incredulously: "Hey... this thing, I want it."
There was a greedy glow in the eyes, and the old man suddenly laughed.
The real thing, this is God helping him.
There is no such thing as a treasure in the world. It is a of heaven. In the ancient times, it was a shocking thing. Now it appears again, and it appears in front of him. This is not for him. What is it?
He will not miss this opportunity.
"Kill."
The sound of dryness came.
This ancient person has a strong momentum.
"Come on."
A hand reaches out, and a silver semicircular moon wheel appears in his hand.
"The moon is cracking."
When the wrist trembles, the moon is swayed by the old man.
嗡...
The moon is trembling, and the silver light is overwhelming.
At this moment, the sun in the sky disappears, and the heavens and the earth seem to fall into the night. The moon is the crescent hanging in the sky.
Silver light sprinkled the whole piece of land. In the whistling sound, the moon turned into a streamer and went straight to Wang Chen.
Under the silver light, everything is gone, and where the silver light passes, everything is turned into nothingness.
"It’s just because you want to take my things, wait for me to pick your head."
When I heard the words of the Taikoo people, I saw him staring at his own heavenly order, and Wang Chen sneered.
From the backbone of the wilderness, to the domain of heaven and man, and now, I don’t know how many people have used their treasures. But, without exception, those people are dead. Today, this ancient person is no exception.
"The dragon is coming."
Being able to feel the horror of this silver light, Wang Chen did not dare to neglect.
The sky that floated on top of his head trembled. The next moment, the dragon flew out.
嗷嗷嗷...
Shen Long Xiaotian, the nine-day dragon is now incarnate in the Yangtze River and wraps around the silver moon.
Booming...
It was another fierce impact.
The dragon mourns, the moon trembles, and the silver shines.
The layers of silvery waves continue to spread, and the boundless flames turn into a fire.
At this time, Wang Chen and the people of Taikoo battled within a radius of ten meters, all turned into a sea of ​​fire.
The boundless light and swells are really stunned, and you can't even see the situation at the moment.
The explosion sounded, and after a while, the roar was heard.
"Hey, the gods are majestic, you can compete, the people of Taikoo, and dare to let go."
Spray a blood, Wang Chen's face is slightly pale, and his head is suspended in midair.
Hang...
With the integration of the blood of Wang Chen, the power has skyrocketed again.
嗷嗷...
The dragons rushed out, and the silver moon wheel's cofferdam rushed out in an instant. The next moment, the boundless moon wheel flew in the roar.
Call...
The wind is whistling, the dragon is swaying, and the silver light on the moonlight is dim.
This hit, Wang Chen directly broke the moon.
The real thing of God, this moment, even if it can not be fully displayed, Wang Chen is also suppressing the embarrassment of the moon.
After all, the real thing, the cockroach is the ordinary thing that can compete.
"乾坤鼎,震天地."
The bang of the moon, Wang Chen did not give the time of the Taikoo people a stunned time.
"The ghost is coming."
At the same time, the ghosts are sacrificed.
Fighting...
The intense collision made Wang Chen’s body already and difficult to suppress.
At this moment, Wang Chen was fortunate enough to spurt a blood.
The integration of blood into the Kunming Ding is even more radiant.
"A million years ago, you didn't fall. Today, I will definitely let you fall."
Wang Chen is like a shouting loudly.
One million years ago, this ancient person may be a strong man, but now the times have changed, and the shackles of the years have made him no longer brave, the time for recovery is limited, and he is also the ancestor of Ji family. The imprisonment, this is doomed, Wang Chen this battle, no less.
Hang...
乾坤鼎震, red light covers the mountains and rivers.
The boundlessness of the atmosphere, filled with the moment, turned into a long river and covered the people of the Taikoo.
"This is..."
Seeing Wang Chen’s 乾坤鼎, the look of the Taikoo people changed again.
He seems to have seen something terrible, full of horror.
Ah...
A sharp scream, he shouted incredulously: "How come, how can it appear here, how can this thing be in your hands, ah... Was this thing not annihilated? How can it be here..."
"The real thing, the devil's thing, and this thing...ah...you, who are you, why there is such a big chance."
Before, even if I saw the heavenly order, I knew that it was the real thing. The people of Taikoo had never changed their face. He even wanted to capture the heavenly order.
But at the moment, after seeing Qiankunding, this ancient man is chilling. He is scared. He screams as if he has seen something unacceptable.
"No... fake, all this is fake, this thing no longer exists, you can't think of me."
Yangtian shouts, finally, the eyes of this ancient people flashed a trace of madness and twilight.
"The moon is shining."
He was reluctant to once again urge the moon to go to the rushing scene.
He is not willing to use the moon to resist the Kun Ding.
哗啦啦......
Booming...
With the silver cover of the moon, one moon turns into thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of moons, and the moon is violently shaking, as if to be cut off.
乾坤鼎 is making a real voice.
Hang...
The next moment, the feeling of provocation is not so strong.
It suddenly broke away from the control of Wang Chen, and the next moment, turned into a red man, and went toward the moon.
"No..."
As if he realized what was happening, the Taikoo people were frightened and he was exclaimed, and he quickly wanted to take back the moon.
But everything is too late.
Because, he found that at this moment, the moon was not covered by the Chang River, and it was impossible to control it.
Hang...
He can only look at Qiankunding and plant it into the Changkang River.
He can only watch the scene flooding, rolling, he can only look at the sky, the boundless thunder falls into the river.
He can only see the silver light blasting, the red light is full of days.
He can only see the boundless silver light flying out, all over the world.
Fighting...
Blood blood.
For a moment, the face of this ancient man, who had been withered, seemed to become more and more ruined.
He seems to have left a skeleton and a pair of human skins.
The blood in his body seems to be completely destroyed with the destruction of the silver moon.
At the top of the head, the golden rune is like a sly walk, struggling, and bursting with boundless light.
"Hey, die."
Looking at the sudden change of this ruined Taikoo, it seems that the golden rune seems to explode the power of terror, to counterattack.
Worried about the accident, Wang Chen is no longer giving this opportunity to the Taikoo.
His body shape flashed, and the detective recalled the four-way heavenly seal. At the same time, thousands of evil spirits had already rushed to the front of the Taikoo people.
"Nine-day Church."
Then, in a roar, Wang Chen directly displayed the nine-day church at this moment.
It’s a pity that such a person will fall.
Wang Chen thought of a better way to use it.
His nine-day sacred church, but there are still a few arhats.