"Damn it!"

"Gang Yuan Formation Armor!"

A layer of armor appeared on Qin Chen's body instantly, shrouded in light, and the armor was shining brightly, covering his whole body.

This gave him an extra layer of treasure of the peak martial emperor level on top of the defense of the Immortal Eucharist.

Yuan Shizhong!

Hum!

And in the void, a quaint big clock appeared, buzzing, the big bell roared, and it quickly grew bigger and turned into a bell-shaped phantom, covering Qin Chen in it.

"Empty Thunder Sword Domain!"

In addition, Qin Chen yelled, and once again spurred the empty thunder sword domain, the power of thunder bloodline exploded in an all-round way, a azure blue thunder light, wrapped in the power of terrifying sword energy, instantly sealed this space.

boom!

At this moment, the countless black silk threads had already blasted, and instantly blasted on Qin Chen.

Click!

With the sound of dense rupture, Qin Chen's empty thunder sword domain broke for the first time, countless silk threads slowly pierced into this space, and the empty thunder sword domain could not stop it from advancing at all.

Immediately after...

"Om!" Yuan Shizhong also trembled violently. The lights and shadows flowed, flowers, insects, birds and beasts, mountains, rivers and rivers, and shadows flickered, but under the black silk thread, these lights and shadows quickly dimmed, and The breath on Yuanshi Bell,

Also sharply weakened.

With a bang at the end, Yuan Shi Bell was shaken out, and it was suddenly dimmed.

At the critical moment, Qin Chen hurriedly urged Zhen Moding and stopped in front of him.

Hum!

The Demon Suppressing Cauldron rotated, blocking countless silk threads one after another. Although the black silk threads had been weakened a lot, some of the silk threads had penetrated the Demon Suppressing Cauldron's defenses and instantly fell on Qin Chen.

"Crack!"

The True Essence shield on Qin Chen broke instantly, and then cracks appeared on the Gang Yuan Formation. A terrifying force instantly poured into Qin Chen's body.

"Block me."

Qin Chen roared.

In his body, the Nine Stars Divine Emperor Jue turned to the extreme, the Immortal Eucharist urged, and the Holy Grade Broken Sword in his hand slashed frantically, blocking these black silk threads from his body.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Qin Chen flew back hundreds of meters, but these black threads were also weak and were cut apart by the ancient holy sword.

This scene made everyone stunned.

what happened?

It was clear that Qin Chen had the absolute advantage before, and Feng Shaoyu was about to be unable to resist it. Why suddenly, Feng Shaoyu's strength increased so much that Qin Chen was injured all of a sudden?

The speed of this change is so fast that everyone can hardly react.

"Less dust!"

Fu Qiankun exclaimed, showing concern. He and Qin Chen are both prosperous and both prosperous. If Qin Chen is not Feng Shaoyu’s opponent, then once Qin Chen is defeated, Feng Shaoyu and Yan Licheng will join hands, then he can only escape. In this way, bloodline The situation in the Holy Land will be completely blown awayhistorical

Shaoyu was in control, and at that time, they were passive. And as long as Qin Chen can defeat Feng Shaoyu, it is only Yan Licheng. He doesn't care at all. This is the Holy Land of Bloodlines, the place where he has been in charge for many years, even if he hasn't been here for more than two hundred years. Emboldened, but than Ren

Anyone is enough.

"I'm fine."

Qin Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Feng Shaoyu coldly: "Feng Shaoyu, you are good enough. In order to improve your strength, it is sad that you would rather be taken away by another strong man."

Qin Chen's eyes were cold, and Feng Shaoyu's strength aroused the killing intent in his heart.

"Huh? This junior is not dead?"

In Feng Shaoyu's mind, the old voice showed a shocked expression. The attack he had just now, the general semi-sacred realm powerhouse could not resist, this kid actually blocked it?

"senior."

Feng Shaoyu was also shocked to transmit to the ancient powerhouse, he thought that the opponent would definitely be able to capture it, who knew he could not kill Qin Chen.

"Hmph, don't worry, the old man doesn't believe that this son can resist a few times."

The old voice snorted coldly, and a surge of power suddenly urged the simple disc again.

Hum!

Above the disk, countless black silk threads flicked, blasting towards Qin Chen again.

"Kid Qin Chen!"

Lao Yuan’s voice was full of tension: “You put this seat out and you and I join hands, there may be a chance, otherwise, if you resist, there will always be times when you miss.”

Lao Yuan has already urged his power to the extreme, and it has become impossible to increase Qin Chen's strength anymore, and the only solution for this is to release it. Although it has not yet fully adapted to the rules of the Tianwu Continent, once it appears in this world, it will inevitably be suppressed by the world, and even suffer irreparable serious injuries, but in this situation, there is no other way except to do so.

He managed it.

"No need to."

Qin Chen's eyes were extremely cold, huh, a black light flashed in his hand, and a black long sword appeared in his hand.

It's the mysterious rust sword!

It's another precious soldier.

Seeing the mysterious Rust Sword, everyone fainted, how many treasures did Qin Chen have?

And the ancient powerhouse sneered, "Do you want to rely on the power of the gods to fight the old man? Hahaha, it's ridiculous."

He sneered, the countless black threads swept towards Qin Chen frantically, like a black whirlpool, swallowing everything in the world.

Qin Chen's face didn't change color, and he just said lightly: "Lao Yuan, you only need to instill your strength into Ben Shao. To deal with this person, Ben Shao is enough."

After the words fell, Qin Chen blocked the Zhen Devil Cauldron in front of him, and suddenly cut out the mysterious rust sword in his hand.

"Empty Thunder Kill!"

A horrible black sword aura appeared in the void, crackling, above the sword aura, thunder surging, aimed at Feng Shaoyu and slashed away like lightning.

The two shot each other with the purpose of beheading each other.

boom! In front of Qin Chen, countless black silk threads arrived. The Demon Cauldron trembled crazily, and the power of horror was transmitted. Numerous cracks appeared on Qin Chen’s Gang Yuan Formation, and the lights flickered. Obviously, they had reached their limit, terrifying. Power shock

Immediately below, Qin Chen spouted another mouthful of blood, his expression wilted.

But he still blocked it, the Immortal Eucharist was running to the extreme, and his terrifying defense made him invincible.

Qin Chen had never reached the semi-sage realm in his cultivation, but in physical defense, he was only stronger than most semi-sacred realm masters.

On the other side, the black thunder light sword aura also fell, like a shadow, appeared in front of Feng Shaoyu out of thin air, wrapped in the terrifying power of thunder, and fell down.

"Haha, kill!"

The old voice sounded, his right hand poked out, countless black lights condensed in Feng Shaoyu's palm, actually trying to crush this sword energy.

Because in his eyes, Qin Chen's semi-sage attack was too weak.

But when his palm really touched this thunder light sword aura, his face suddenly changed. Thunder light surged in his palm, as if holding a huge star, and at that moment, the star was at the critical point of the explosion, and the power contained in it made him feel fear.