Vol 3 Chapter 870: Secret exposure

The past true disciples who won this scene in the rear are undoubtedly not taking a breath of cold air. In today's Kunlun five tribes, the corpse is famous for its physical strength.
Even the powerful demon who has always been self-defeating is inferior in front of the corpse.
The corpse and the ghost family, among the Kunlun five ethnic groups, fellow initiates the death avenue, but the development direction of the two is completely different.
The corpse studies the refining method of various demon scorpions, refining and smashing all kinds of powerful corpses, whether it is the human ornith or the body of the beast, will not let go.
Even the practice of cultivating the corpse will be used on his own body, pursuing a realm of immortality, and a corpse will become a corpse.
Among the five ethnic groups in today, it is the most unpopular with other ethnic groups. It is the same for everyone. A group of people who always stare at your family's graves can make people feel peace of mind.
But it is such a great pressure. The number of cadres is not as many as other ethnic groups. However, it has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the inheritance has never been extinguished.
The ancient Baizu, a number of powerful races have vanished, passing through the long river of history, the corpse can achieve such a level, and has a great relationship with its almost abnormal refining exercises.
But it is such a physical force, the extremely horrible corpse peak and half holy, was brought down by Xiao Chen, how to make people not surprised.
Wang Zun was shocked and surprised. He did not expect that a lost effort would be brought up by the other party.
However, he responded quickly and decisively, and he rushed to Xiao Chen in the past, his eyes were cold, and he was very confident in his body.
Of the peers in the melee, absolutely no one can win him. It’s just a big idea.
He was disappointed, not because he was willing, but he lost to Xiao Chen in the physical competition.
But he is really not as good as Xiao Chen, on the body of the body, Xiao Chen is now a two-level sacred body, taking a variety of heaven and earth treasures, on the strength is more than two million jins of terror.
boom! boom! boom!
The two men split the three strokes, and finally the two fists hit the bang, and when they contacted, Wang Zhan was directly bombarded by Xiao Chen.
However, Xiao Chen also felt that his fingers were slightly numb, and the other's body seemed to have been separated from the flesh and blood, like a certain metal.
The brow gently picks, Xiao Chen secretly, the corpse's refining technique is really small.
I thought about it in my heart, but the action didn't stop. I threw away the black long whip in my hand and stepped on the dragon to directly kill the person.
A foreign master, he has long wanted to appreciate it. It is also a good thing to take the death throne if you have the chance.
The king was stunned by Xiao Chen, and he was shocked and angry. His body was flipped and he sat on the throne of death again.
Looking at Xiao Chen, who was chasing after him, the black mark of his eyebrows flashed, and the black cloud under the throne began to roll.
Above the throne of death, there were still some wretched kings, but at this moment it was like a king in the night, and the smell of decay and death pervaded.
Facing the chasing of Xiao Chen, he did not panic and took a palm, and the black smoke on the throne. Like a tentacle, the palm of the hand wrapped around the king's hand spreads over his palm and merges into a dead word.
Xiao Chen chased too fast, and he couldn’t retreat. In the moment when the dead characters were formed, a pair of flesh palms greeted them with the power of a mountain flash.
With the power of one hand, there is a full force of more than two million kilograms. A hill in front of Xiao Chen can burst.
But the king's stump is sitting on the throne of death, but it is not moving, but the black cloud under the throne, the rolling is even more powerful, and the will to die is sent out from the palm of the king.
When Xiao Chen didn't have time to launch the immortal thunder's will, people were shocked back, and the body was tumbling and bloody.
Above the palm of the hand, it is a black dead air package, and the vitality quickly disappears, slowly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But for a moment, Xiao Chen's smooth white palms quickly went old. The skinny, full of gullies, like the palm of a 70-80-year-old mortal, is very shocking.
That dead air is still spreading, going straight up.
Looking at a group of people in the distance, I was amazed, and the will to die was terrible. Xiao Chen looked at the palm of his hand and frowned slightly, but he didn't have much worry.
He has more troubles, knowing the sea, such as silkworm cocoons generally wrapped in layers of the spirit of the killing throne. After the other party released the will to die, a crack began to appear, and there were signs of breaking free at any time.
After smashing the hand, the immortal thunder will turn into a thunder fire, and the dead air on the arm will be removed a little bit, and the black smoke will appear.
Xiao Chen lost his vitality and suddenly re-spreaded the luster. He recovered as usual, and the five fingers were as agile as before.
Wang Zhan’s eyes condensed, Shen Sheng said:
Understanding the thunder’s will, it’s no wonder that I dare to grab my king’s things, but this is your card, or die!

Xiao Chen didn't want to expose the secret of the Scarlet Throne, but the other side pressed hard and had to pull out the Moon Shadow Knife.
The dark clouds rolled, the dull and screaming sounds, and the sound continued to ring, sitting on the throne and sitting on the throne, and carrying the death of the dead.
In the starry sky, the two quickly joined hands, and as the other party's death will be suppressed, the chop-like mental cracks in the sea became more and more.
On the king-class battleship of Tian Tianzong, two deputy lords, looking far and wide, won this battle, and the brow could not help but wrinkle deeply.
"The throne, as if it was left by the ancient evil king, was actually given by a descendant of the corpse."
"The throne is divided into seven. The corpse is going to repair the death, and the death throne is a perfect match. Xiao Chen is afraid that there is trouble."
"You and I are not good at both, and the corpse dragon warships of the corpse are not far away."
"Look at the situation, if Xiao Chen really has the worry of his life, he will not get his hand, but he only hopes that the other party is not a king-class warship."
The two talked while letting the warships go to the place where Xiao Chen and Wang Zai played against each other, and at the same time, the disciples of Tian Tianzong who had been scattered outside were picked in one by one.
I didn’t leave my eyes for a moment. Xiao Chen and Wang Ren’s body were ready to shoot immediately if something was wrong.
Wang Zhanqi got the battleship to fly, and there are two powerful top-grade Wu Sheng, but there is no change in the look, and the shots are extremely deadly.
In the situation, Xiao Chen is afraid to expose the throne, but it seems quite conservative, and he can only be on the defensive in front of the momentum.
"Hand over the top of the flame spar, today's business, it's the end."
Wang Ren felt that he had already gained the upper hand. The two top-grade Wu Sheng of Tian Tianzong had come. It is impossible to kill Xiao Chen.
Rubbing!
But at this time, the sudden change suddenly, Xiao Chen knows the spirit of the throne in the sea, completely shattered, violent killing, rushing out.
Xiao Chen’s foot was a red cloud rolling up and down, and the killing throne was lying quietly on it, waiting for the king who belonged to it.
As soon as the throne appeared, Wang’s face looked completely changed. Some excitedly said:
Killing the throne, hahaha, it seems that my luck is not good, and the killing throne is actually met by me.

"Yeah, your luck is not really good."
Secret exposure, Xiao Chen, who has been forbearing for a long time, murdered in the eyebrows, and finally condensed, the cold voice is like a cold spur, so that Wang Ren has no reason to feel a cold.
boom!
Xiao Chen gently sat down, leaning against the throne, rushing into the red light, rising up. In the faint, red light, there seems to be a nine-foot golden dragon taking off.
The breath of the king's true dragon, without any repression at this moment, was released with the killing of the mood.
The horror of the horror, in an instant, the momentum of the king's wreckage was slammed back, and he could not even breathe.
The clothes on the body, the hair danced to the rear, and the whole king seemed to be flying.
The palm of the hand took a slap on the armrest, and the will of death in the throne was brought together, and the black light rose.
In the heart of Wang Renmei's heart, the imprint flashes, the pressure of death will, and Xiao Chen's killing of the dragon, the crazy confrontation.
In the endless starry sky, suddenly formed a strange scene, a black and red, two vacant lights, complement each other, forming a circle of cosmic storm.
The starry meteorites that flew around, have deviated from the original trajectory and swung around the two.
The secret of the throne is exposed, and Xiao Chen has no scruples. The killing of the artistic conception and the king of the real dragon form a vast pressure, and the opposite of the policy, never retreat.
In the sea, the purple symbol is gently rotated, and it is not sent, ready to give the other party a fatal blow.
Wang Ren’s face is very ugly. I can clearly sense that he has not signed a contract with the existence of the throne, and he cannot promote the artistic conception to killing will.
My will to die, how can I not fully take advantage of it, but also so hard, and even faintly inferior.
With the confrontation of imposing power, the cosmic storm formed around the two became more rapid.
Not only can the starry meteorites flying around deviate from the trajectory, the resulting suction, and even the initiative to pull the distant meteorite directly violently.
The more and more starry meteorites gather, the thousands of starry meteorites are gathered in the blink of an eye, and the madness rotates to form a circle of meteorites up to a thousand feet.
Through the gap between the meteorites, you can see two black and red thrones, standing opposite each other, hovering and rising. The two men on the throne are all inflamed and long-haired.
The two thrones that hovered up, when they were completely out of the starry meteorite group, the two looked at each other and stood up.
"kill!"
"dead!"
The horrible energy is mixed with the boundless momentum, and at the same time it erupts. Thousands of meteorites are turned into powder in an instant, and the stars and dust are not exhausting.
On the battleship of the Tianzong King class, the past true disciples, all of them were shocked to see this magnificent scene.