Chapter 644: White tiger wakes up

These cherry blossoms falling from the old trees are different from the previous cherry blossoms. There is no horrible blazing atmosphere, nor the momentum that burns everything in the world. It looks just like the real cherry blossoms. Spinning, scattered with the wind ...
But when this cherry blossom came in contact with Prince Zixia, everything seemed different.
Some of the cherry blossoms fell on the golden bell, while others penetrated the golden bell and fell directly on Prince Zixia's body. The heavenly magic robe on Prince Xia's body entered his body ...
"This ... what is this ..."
Even though everyone was slow, they saw this scene and understood that something was wrong. All of them present were monks from the Divine Period, who stood at the pinnacle of the Nanming continent, and there were really few things that could make them invisible.
Just when everyone was watching Prince Zixia and wanted to see what these cherry blossoms did, the red flames rose into the sky.
This time, the source of the flame was not cherry blossoms, nor was it the red cherry industry fire, but a translucent red flame. As for the fuel of this flame, it was not something else, it was Prince Zixia!
Everything is burning, the golden bell, the blue fairy sword, the purple robe, and ... Prince Zixia himself ...
"This ... this is the Yuanshen !!!"
A monk screamed in horror during the deification period, and everyone was shocked. Then, after everyone understood the meaning of this sentence, all of them were like seeing a ghost, especially the closest to the empty Chen The few monks in the gods period all turned around and ran away, and the moment of emptiness, they felt more terrible than the monks in the refining period.
Prince Zixia is completely stunned at this moment. He doesn't know what happened to him, but he can clearly feel the flow of strength and the decline of Xiu Wei.
This decline is not the suppressed decline, but the most real decline, that is, out of this area, his cultivation will not return to the original level.
The breath of terror was spreading, and everyone looked at the terrible, silent flame, as if they saw the most terrifying thing in the world.
puff!
An empty mouthful of blood spit out, and a large amount of blood hit directly on the falling cherries. His face was as pale as paper, without any trace of blood, and his breath was fading rapidly. By his side, the ancient swaying countless beautiful cherry blossoms The tree also faded for a moment, it seemed that Yiyi shook his hand at Kong Chen, and finally dissipated in the sky ...
In this short period of time, Prince Zixia ’s practice was directly completed from the Great Deity period to the latter stage of the incarnation. His practice was that he was burned to the next level under the empty requiem ... ...
This can no longer be described as tragedy, but rather terrible!
Prince Zixia fled, and fled under the eyes of everyone. He never wanted to see Xiao again, and never wanted to see it.
Kong Chen slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly.
He can only do this to the extent that the oil exhausted lamp is used to describe him as suitable now.
However, the next moment, Kong Chen's eyes reopened, and even without power, he could not let these people see, at least, the deterrence just now was very successful.
Sure enough, everyone was taken in the horror just now, and no one dared to step into the battlefield to suppress the area half a step.
Living in a stage is burned, which is unacceptable to anyone, especially the monks during the deification period. It is not easy for them to reach this level. If they are injured, it is better to say that they will be burned directly. Cultivation, damage to the gods, that is more uncomfortable than killing them.
As time passed, everyone was facing each other, and at the core of the explosion, Lin Chuan was trying his best to refine Ling Hui's body. As long as he controlled the body, everything would be solved.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Although the crowd didn't set foot in the matrix to suppress the area anymore, they obviously guessed something. The tense breath began to pervade again, and the previous monks of the gods also started to move.
"He should not have been able to release the second kind of terrorist attack before!"
"The spiritual power is exhausted, and he can't turn up any waves!"
"There has been no movement for so long. It should be that the lamps are exhausted!"
"To be able to release such a terrible attack, he must consume a lot, and it seems that we still have a chance!"
...
The minds of the crowd began to become active, and some of them who were more daring entered the area of ​​matrix formation suppression again, and soon it was determined that the empty Chen should not be able to attack.
Without deliberation or transmission, these people seemed to have some magical tacit understanding. They started to enter the area where the formation was suppressed, and carefully and slowly pushed towards the core of the explosion step by step.
Kong Chen looked at these figures as they approached, his trembling hands were pressed again on the falling cherry lute, which was really impossible. If he left this life, he would also have to win time for Lin Chuan ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Know Chen knew himself What is needed is resurrection, and as long as Lin Chuan can get the corpse, it will be much easier to resurrect the scattered after the reincarnation eyes grow up. Therefore, he will stop these people and die anyway. Not terrible to him, as long as the sporadic resurrection.
However, just when Kong Chen's fingers just caught the red light strings, a figure appeared strangely behind him, a jade hand stretched out, and pressed lightly on Kong Chen's shoulder.
"Enough, you can play it again, but it's not someone else who burns it, but yourself!" A clear voice came, familiar but strange.
Familiar because the voice is known to be a female voice, and only one person can appear behind Kong Chen at this time. As for unfamiliar, it is because the voice reveals the deadly killing, and it also has a cold and evil taste , And the martial arts judge Ruoruo two.
"Leave the rest to me!" Bu Lianshi said, looking coldly at the dozen or so deity monks in front of him, with a strong sense of murder.
"[Xiao] of the white tiger!"
Seeing this figure, everyone knows who this is. This [Xiao] core member who has never shot before has finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, the three black hooks behind the trainer's neck spread rapidly, the horrible energy flowed out from it, the dense black lines flowed under her fair skin, and the purple energy storm rose from her. The cold, evil, and crazy atmosphere broke out.
Huh!
The white tiger's figure disappeared directly into the sight of everyone, followed by a violent roar, the ground subsided, and a deified monk was lying on the bottom of the pit with blood flowing.
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(End of this chapter)