Chapter 421: Fly ash annihilation

Shenwu blood.
At this moment, Zhanyang reacted.
Wang Chen is also the owner of the blood of Shenwu.
The real fire of Shenwu blood, for those who are bloody, isn't that the biggest tonic, especially for people who are extremely pure in the face of Wang Chen?
This kind of practice is undoubtedly the result that Wang Chen is most willing to see.
Feeling the energy in the body, the rapid passage, the uncontrollable crazy rushing out, pouring into Wang Chen's body, the battle Yang is really anxious.
"No... Don't..."
Zhanyang anxiously shouted.
"Wang Chen, don't, don't kill me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, spare me, I know it's wrong, I don't dare anymore, I am willing to help you, help you deal with the warriors, deal with Wanjia, don't kill me." Under extreme fear, Zhanyang even spoke out the words of selling warriors.
People are always afraid of death. The stronger they are, the more they are afraid of death.
For example, the current battle.
He has gained strength to the level of the Emperor, how many years have passed, and how much pain he has suffered.
How did he want to die like this?
Even if he returns to Tian Xuan mainland, he is definitely a hegemon.
And returning to the warrior, he is also a patriarchal figure.
Now I watched Wang Chen sucking up his energy and letting himself die, which made him accept.
Awaiting death is often the most fearful and scary thing.
Now, what he is suffering is the pain of waiting for the process of death.
Under fear, Zhanyang was completely panicked.
He is even willing to give everything, as long as he exchanges Wang Chen for his life.
Even if there is no blood in the gods, he is still a martial artist, which is enough.
Unfortunately, his words are destined to not be sympathized by Wang Chen.
When I heard the words of the war, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.
To deal with the warriors, to deal with the Wanjia, to be honest, this condition is very attractive. After all, he is a real warrior, and he is still a middle-class emperor. If there is such a boost, Wang Chen believes that he wants Dealing with the warriors and Wanjia, there must be an extra chip.
Unfortunately, Wang Chen did not agree.
Who knows, after this incident, what will happen to the war.
And, even if the battle Yang really wants to help him, Wang Chen dare.
Now, Zhanyang dares to betray the warrior, and then how can he not betray him.
Wangyang raises the tiger, leaving a huge hidden danger around him. Wang Chen is definitely not doing it.
"Receive."
Looking at the yang with a sneer, Wang Chen snorted and speeded up the absorption.
咻咻咻咻...
A burst of sharp airflow came.
Visible, the energy of a strand of red is quickly swallowed by Wang Chen.
These are the purest energy of the blood of the gods in the war.
As the energy of these blood vessels entered Wang Chen's body, Wang Chen felt that his blood force was constantly rising.
The blood energy that has never been pure, this moment, once again began to be pure.
The perfect level of blood, start to roll, boil...
The increase in energy drives the rise of blood.
Seven products blood, although the energy contained in it is not much, but it has become an opportunity for Wang Chen.
With this opportunity as a guide, Wang Chen madly tempered his blood.
A little boost in blood, a little bit powerful.
Wang Chen feels that at this moment, his body is full of energy, as if it may burst at any time.
Ah ah...
Zhangkou, Wang Chen shouted out subconsciously.
The impact of this energy makes him involuntarily scream.
It’s refreshing, it’s fun, and there’s some crazy...
His eyes turned into red, like a beast, making people frightened.
His hair has turned red-red, like blood condensed into a waterfall, and like a burning flame, it is extremely fascinating.
The light flashes, and Wang Chen’s strength, at this moment, continues to climb forward.
"Give me a break."
After integrating the endless external force and integrating the power of endless stars, Wang Chen felt that he had reached the limit.
The perfect level of blood, this moment seems to have changed.
"The king level."
There was a dark roar in my heart, and Wang Chen’s blood was in his body, like a volcanic eruption that began to roll and burst.
Booming...
After the impact, Wang Chen’s expression is very incomparable.
And in contrast to it is the opposite of the war.
With the strength of Wang Chen, the face of Zhanyang is also paler.
His whole person, as the energy is absorbed, seems to have become awkward, and there is no trace of blood on his face. At this moment, he seems to be a skeleton or a skeleton.
Under the gray-faced face, his sweat continually floated out.
The body has not had any struggling ability. He feels that his strength has passed away.
The eyes gradually faded. At this moment, the consciousness of the war Yang began to blur.
His world is full of despair, full of unwillingness, and full of gray.
He is not reconciled. He is really reluctant. How can he die like this? Wang Chen, how can it be so powerful?
How could he not be the enemy of Wang Chen’s move?
With such reluctance, he finally felt that the last trace of energy in the body was forcibly extracted.
Hang...
And with this last energy as an opportunity, the energy that is transformed, in the world of Wang Chen, seems to have a big explosion at this moment.
Under this loud noise, the energy in Wang Chen’s body is finally sublimated.
In the body, every cell is bursting, and every drop of blood is tumbling and boiling.
The king level.
At this moment, Wang Chen’s blood has finally entered the king’s ranks.
And as the blood has entered the king's level, Wang Chen's real power is also ushered in a new climb.
哗哗哗...
The outside world is constantly integrated into Wang Chen’s body, and Wang Chen’s true strength continues to soar.
Wang Chen, who did not have a long time to step into the first-order Emperor, began to break through this moment.
After the apex, Wang Chen smoothly entered the ranks of the second-order Emperor, and climbed to the ranks of the second-order Emperor.
The second-order peak of the Emperor.
The promotion of bloodlines has directly led to the improvement of Wang Chen’s strength, and it has spanned a whole level.
This makes Wang Chen very incomparable.
The blood of Shenwu is really terrifying.
Or, even more terrifying is the blood of the king.
This is completely out of the scope of the blood of the gods, powerful and incomparable, not completely perfect blood can be comparable.
If the perfect level of blood is only the top of the mortal, then the king level can be said to be beyond the scope of humanity.
This is the power of the king.
Feeling the moment, his strength is strong, Wang Chen reveals a smile of satisfaction.
This is a strong strength. At this moment, Wang Chen’s strength has improved a lot.
Unexpectedly, entering the fifth floor of Purgatory, I even encountered such a good opportunity, Zhanyang, Wan Canghao... These two people really gave themselves a big gift.
I don’t know what it would be like if they knew this thing.
However, Wang Chen is destined to not let them know.
Looking at the ground has become a man of war, and there is already a different place in Wan Canghao, Wang Chen sneered a bit, the next moment, between the wave, the endless Suzaku flame will be two The body is wrapped.
哗哗哗...
Calling...
The wind whispers and the fire burns.
Between the blink of an eye, the two people were burned by the fire, and they disappeared into the white ash.
They, as if they disappeared into the world by air, did not leave any traces.
I believe that even if Wanya wants to investigate, I can't find any results.
This Suzaku Flame seems to be a must-have for the destruction of the corpse.
Even, because there hasn’t been any fierce battles... So, at the moment, there was no trace left with the flames of the Suzaku.
Under the clever control of Wang Chen, this plain did not leave his mark.
After observing it again, after confirming that there was no omission, Wang Chen’s body shape flashed, and he went away in the distance and went straight to the fifth floor of Purgatory.
......
"Bastard...this...what's going on, what the is going on."
When Wang Chen went to the station, in the station, at this time, he received a tight notice, and Wan Cliff, who came to the coach’s account, was ugly and angry and roared.
"Who did it, bastard, I can't spare him."
Another old man on the side is also an angry roar.
He is another deputy commander on the fifth floor of Purgatory, the veteran of the warriors.
The two received the news and came to the coach's camp. Only then did they find that the names of Wan Yang and Wan Canghao were broken.
What does this mean?
means they have fallen.
This news allows the two to accept.
In particular, Wan Cliff, Wan Canghao, except for him, is the only one who has struggled in the three levels above Purgatory.
This time, he is also dead, representing the strength of Wanjia, almost no remnants.
For the Wanjia, the loss is not that big, he can not be crazy.
And the old man of the warrior.
Wangyang is also a martial artist. Within the warrior, it still belongs to the top.
Now, just hanging up, he can be willing.
The emperor.
This is a disciple.
The warrior is powerful, and it is not strong enough to take the Emperor of the Warrior seriously.
The loss of a disciple is hard to accept.
So, at this moment, the two looked ugly and roared.
The fifth floor of the Purgatory, even because of the sudden disappearance of these two people, this moment is a mess.
"Wang Chen, must be Wang Chen, the Wang Chen, must be him, Wan Yang is going to pick him up, and now disappears, can't this explain my problem, it must be done by him."
After the roar, as if thinking of something, the old man of the warrior suddenly became very cold and angry.
The first time he concentrated his goal on Wang Chen.