Chapter 1772: Yu Chen’s true identity

"Well, you resist me for a while, I will completely refine the Spring and Autumn Hall!"
Nodded, and Luo Ruo's body strength gathered, and the book of crazy palms flooded.
Yu Chen nodded, not much to say, Knife Mang continued to sway.
Boom!
The attacks of many ancient saints all fell on the knives. The face of the sergeant became dignified, and the knives were displayed as a wave. Although they stepped back a few steps, they single-handedly blocked all the attacks. The combination of the strong, blocked by him, without a trace of excess breath, thus hurting Luo Ruoyi.
"Good"...
Zhang hanging.
This level of combat is not him, you can intervene.
Just... this eunuch, isn’t it just a breakthrough?
How can so many people unite, and the ancestors of Hongtian could not stop the attack, and he was easily blocked?
And, it’s just a dignified look, not hurt?
How strong is this strength?
Does it also reach the rebirth of blood?
Luo Ruoyi, it’s terrible to block the power of Yan Qing Gu Sheng, and this is also easy to do...
In a flash, let him feel like a world.
It seems that these two people have been hiding from him.
"There is finally, the array..."
Seeing the singer's block, Yan Qing Gu Sheng is not strange, but the eyebrows are raised.
Hey!
Instant, radiant, surrounded by moments, there are countless stars, covering the entire Confucius Temple.
"Seventy-two holy, the strongest treasures of the joint refining, [Tiangong Star Map]? You brought it here?"
Yu Chen’s face changed immediately.
"Bring the star map here, quietly, just to prevent you from escaping, today is your death!"
A cold smile, Yan Qing Gu Sheng shook his wrist.
Hey!
The stars are shrouded, and Luo Ruo’s broken space behind him slowly begins to heal. If the time is not long, it will be restored.
Feeling the air around the space solidified, Zhang hangs out the keel and shoots forward, and then finds that the space is already hard like steel, his strength and strength, even tearing open.
In other words, before the shuttle space can be left, but now the stars are shrouded, and then can not escape.
The banned space, Yan Qing ancient icon is a giant controlling the starry sky, a little forward.
Hey!
A star descends from the sky and falls straight to the courtiers.
The stars don’t look big, but they are deteriorating with the destruction of the heavens and the earth. They are more terrible than the Fang Tian paintings that Yan Qing’s ancient sacred spurs. The space where the singer is located is like The collapse is normal and will be annihilated at any time.
"Broken..."
Seeing this thing is so powerful, Yuchen’s face is ugly, the long knife is lightly stroked on the finger, and the blood is covered with a blade.
The long knife immediately shines the demon light, the power is greatly increased, the volley is a glimpse, the space is fragmented, and the power is swaying.
The falling star, hit one of them, was immediately split into two halves.
Hey!
Continued back seven or eight steps, blood flowing from the corner of the mouth, and the face of the courtier was pale.
Obviously, even if it is him, it is very expensive and some can’t stand it.
"I can hold a few!"
See him blocking one, cold smile, Yan Qing Gu Sheng once again.
Hey!
One more star, falling from the sky, falling straight.
Knowing that Miss is in the Spring and Autumn Annals of Refining and Chemicals, Yichen did not dare to retreat, but took a deep breath and took the knife.
"Since there is nothing to keep..."
This time I didn't use a long knife, but my wrist shook. The two arm skeletons smothered his blood and rushed straight up.
As soon as the skeleton appeared, it immediately gave off a strong atmosphere. The more it flew upwards, the more it became huge, the moments of hard work, the cover of the sky, and the heavens and the earth could be shrouded.
Hey!
The falling stars, when they come into contact with the skeleton, are immediately powdered.
Crushing the stars, still no stop, continue to rush to the sky, volley torn, the stars are constantly shaking, this huge star map, it seems that some can not bear.
"Good"...
"The skeleton is so powerful, how powerful is it when you are alive?"
Zhang Hongtian and others all stunned, and many ancient saints in the famous teacher's hall were also sluggish.
The power of the star map, they are ancient saints, and they feel extremely profound. Even if they use all their strength, they can't break the space, let alone destroy the stars.
Two arms, with a light grip, can make the stars shake, do not explain the strength of this skeleton, more than the blood reborn?
"This breath..."
It’s different from the shock of everyone, and Zhang’s body is shocked.
The skeleton of this arm in front of him gives him a familiar taste.
"It's amazing..."
The pupil is shrunk.
The skeleton of the right arm of the air is missing a phalanx, and the breath is very familiar. There will be no mistakes. It is... swearing!
How can the arm skeleton of the monk be in the hands of the singer?
And why is there such a powerful force?
A moment in the brain, there are many things that can’t be understood.
"I still don't do it. Is it going to come to an end and retreat?"
A stream of blood spurts out, and Yan Qing makes a big splash.
He keeps the star map running, the skeleton really wants to tear it apart, and the revenge he receives may cause it to fall.
"Of course not!"
Before you watched the lively old ghosts, and the ancient gods of the aliens, they flew over at the same time.
"This..."
The body was shocked, and Zhang couldn’t believe it.
From the dialogue, you can hear that the ancient sacred sacred sages of the philosophers of the ancestors are actually cooperative with this savage ghost!
In other words, are the philanthropists and the different spiritual people actually joining hands?
What the is going on?
Not only him, Zhang Hongtian and others are also facing each other, unknown.
To say the hatred of the different spiritual people, the hundred families are absolutely not weaker than the famous mainland, why... join them?
Hula!
After the old ghost's wrist turned over, a sash appeared in the air. Before the tearing of the star's arm skeleton, I felt the attraction of the robes and suddenly stopped.
"Continue to..."
Yuchen's face was dignified, shouting, and scratching his fingertips again. The blood flew up. As a result, the skeleton remained motionless, as if sleeping.
"Bus, you have something to eat and drink, and even join hands with the hundreds of families, not afraid that I am licking your head?"
Continuous control, found that the skeleton can no longer move, and the martial arts fists are pinched, and the old ghosts who are eagerly looking up into the air are about to explode.
"Hey, can you lick my head, see if you can go back..."
There is no fear at all, but the old ghost is a faint smile, and he is in the end: "And, you should understand that it is not me, but Chen Linghuang who really wants your life! Is it, Yong Majesty!"
"Why is the Emperor of the Emperor? Is it..."
The hanging body is stiff, and the eyes are full of disbelief: "This singer is...the singer of the aliens?"