Vol 3 Chapter 3095: Kaleidoscopic weapon slaying

The rumors are not as good as the first-seen scores of universal instruments, but it will actually be a piece of golden paper, which no one expected.
Patriarch Tianmu saw the golden paper, drifting towards Qin Chen, his expression changed.
How could Qin Chen's hand, such a masterpiece, a masterpiece of great fame, fall into the hands of Qin Chen?
His Royal Highness Wu Tongtian could definitely kill Qin Chen.
If Qin Chen hadn't had the body book and the destiny sword to cheer him up, this son would definitely not be the opponent of His Highness Wu Tongtian.
Now, if you add ten thousand instruments, it will increase your strength even more.
No way! The Tianmu patriarch's face became cold, his body shot out instantly, and he clenched one hand, turning it into an endless imprisonment, and directly locked the Ten Thousand Weapons Tree.
Seeing this scene, Qu Feiyan was taken aback, but then she sneered.
This guy has an idiot in his head.
In an instant, the patriarch of Tianmu was extremely fast, before reaching the Wanqipu, he grabbed it directly with one hand.
There was an aura of resistance in the spectrum of the Ten Thousand Vessels, but faced with the Tianmu patriarch who had become a Celestial Transformation, it seemed difficult to resist.
At this time, Qin Chen looked at the Tianmu patriarch and sneered: "Old stuff, you don't want to die!"
With a word of mouth, Qin Chen's soul inside the sea, and his soul body trembled slightly.
The ban hidden in the spectrum of universal weapons, at this time, seemed to feel the call, faintly, began to tremble.
"roll!"
Qin Chen drank a word, and the Ten Thousand Weapons Tree broke out at this moment. The terrifying evil aura seemed to be condensed into golden sharp aura. It instantly penetrated the palm of the Tianmu patriarch, directly cutting his five fingers into fleshy mud, and even the golden light turned towards His head was cut off.
It's just that, after all, the Tianmu patriarch is the eleventh person who has become immortal and strong. The moment his finger was cut off, his body instantly retreated, and he was dangerously evasive of the golden light.
But his five fingers disappeared.
The golden spectrum of tens of thousands turned into streamer, falling steadily at Qin Chen's feet.
At this time, Wu Tongtian looked at Qin Chen, and the huge statue behind him gradually condensed, his eyes slowly opened.
At this moment, Wu Tongtian seemed to merge with the statue behind him.
"Qin Chen, the power of the Wuling God is beyond your mere mortals to resist. Next, prepare to die!"
The self-confidence in Wu Tongtian's words makes no secret.
This is the of the Wuling tribe, the existence of their ancestors' belief from generation to generation.
Qin Chen immediately said: "The gods who believe in, with the help of the power of the gods, want to kill me?"
In an instant, the title pages of the body book turned into a pale blue light, and the title pages surrounded Qin Chen's body.
But at this moment, Qin Chen, under his feet, the golden light condensed.
In an instant, the golden spectrum of universal instruments radiated hundreds of miles.
The golden light spread, and instantly impacted in all directions.
And when the golden paper spread out like a sky, light rose up within the scope of the golden paper.
Between the rays of light, everyone can see, turning into eighteen huge phantoms.
Knife, gun, sword, halberd, axe, yoke, hook, fork, whip, mace, hammer, grasping, boring, stick, stick, stick, crutches, meteor hammer 18 kinds of more common magic weapon models, condensed at this time Out.
The sword is a thousand feet high, mighty and extraordinary, showing its power.
The sword is also a thousand feet high, so sharp that it cannot be used.
Eighteen magic soldiers, like illusion, but also like real existence.
"Killing for ever-changing weapons!"
Qin Chen's words fell, and his body was surging with evil spirits, which instantly filled the phantoms of the eighteen kinds of divine soldiers. In an instant, he soared into the sky and directly bombarded Wu Tongtian.
Boom boom boom...the earth-shaking roar sounded continuously at this time.
In front of Wu Tongtian, a terrifying blast resounded, and the power of the Wuling God and the power of the eighteen divine soldiers collided together, releasing a huge impact that would destroy the world and destroy the earth.
At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky. They only felt that the world around the Wuxiang Buddhist Temple seemed to have been completely destroyed at this moment.
It seems there, heaven, cracked a hole.
At this moment, Qu Feiyan also looked up, her eyes shining brightly.
"Master is still so good."
Qu Feiyan said in a delicate tone.
And under him, the two giant swords had already suppressed the two Eleven Strongers, the Guitian Patriarch and the Blood Drink Patriarch, at this moment.
That day, the head of the head was chopped with five fingers by Wan Qi Pu, and now he stood aside, watching everything with lingering fears.
What's going on?
His Royal Highness Wu Tongtian, it is impossible to lose! The next moment, just looking at the sky above, a figure quickly fell to the ground.
"Your Highness!"
"Seven brothers!"
The patriarch of Tianmu, Prince Wuyuan, was stunned and exclaimed at this moment.
How can it be! But at this moment, a golden light fell from the sky, approaching Wutongtian.
"Facts have proved that it is better to believe in your own power than to believe in gods."
When the word fell, the Destiny Sword pierced out instantly.
Boom... That sword directly nailed Wu Tongtian's body to the earth. The ground was square, with Wu Tongtian as the core. The land collapsed in the realm of hundreds of miles, instantly turned into dust, and bursts of dust rose.
After a long time, everything calmed down.
Qin Chen's figure slowly emerged, standing beside Wu Tongtian, standing with his hands behind him.
Na Wu Tongtian was nailed to the ground, motionless, but blood was vomiting in his mouth.
"Eleven changes, the prince of the Wuling clan, but that's all!"
Qin Chen looked at Wu Tongtian, smiled and said, "Now, are you convinced?"
At this moment, Wu Tongtian looked ugly, looked at Qin Chen, and roared: "Kill me, but don't be proud, my Wuling clan will be destroyed in the middle three days sooner or later and kill you!"
"Ghost Eye Demon Race, Blood Eye Demon Race, Sky Eye Demon Race, and the other four demon races, right?"
Qin Chen smiled and said: "You can tell me, where is the king of your Wuling clan, I will not kill you."
"Hahahaha..." Wu Tongtian burst into laughter immediately.
"Qin Chen, are you really scared?
I'm afraid that my Wuling clan will suddenly appear one day, you can't resist it, right? "
Wu Tongtian recklessly said arrogantly: "Qin Chen, this is the general trend, you can't resist it with the power of one person."
"is it?"
Qin Chen smiled slightly, but with a stroke of his palm, a figure that wanted to leave was directly caught in front of him by Qin Chen and clamped his neck.
It was the prince Wuyuan.
"Wuyuan, more than a thousand years ago, how arrogant were you when you saw me?
What a pity at the time, why did you run away? "
Qin Chen grabbed Wuyuan's neck with his palm at this time, and sneered: "Do you know that it was the only time you had a higher chance of killing me."
With a click.
Wuyuan was directly crushed by Qin Chen's head, and even his soul was shattered.
At this moment, Wu Tongtian's eyes were about to split.
"Eleven brother!"
Looking at Qin Chen again, Wu Tongtian's eyes were murderous.
"My Wuling clan god, I won't let you go, Qin Chen, you are ready to die!"
"Long-winded."
At this time, Qin Chen looked around and muttered: "If no one comes to rescue you, then you...but you are going to die here."
Wu Tongtian's face was ugly.
What level of horror is this son?
Even now, he still wants to use his life to attract more Wuling clan powerhouses to come.
Why can he be confident to this point?