Chapter 922

Seeing this scene, the pupils of countless people shrunk: "they can even command thunder, which is worthy of being the Lord of thunder punishment!"

"Our daomen is the most authentic Dharma cultivation sect in Kunlun ruins. A thunder Dharma is nothing to the Taoists!" A man of the way is full of pride.

"Ye nankuang is trapped by the King Kong subduing ring of Zen master Prajna, and is bombarded by the thunder of the Lord of thunder punishment. Is there no other ability for him?"

Murmured the strong.

As soon as this words came out, the witches' cult, the corpse chasing cult and the people of the seven ancient ethnic groups could not help but stare at Ye Chen with nervous expression.

If ye Chen can't solve it, it means he lost the war, and the cost of failure is death!

Just as the so-called winners are princes and losers are bandits, they, as supporters, are bound to get the settlement of Kunlun ruins.

"Boom..."

The thunder that the Lord of thunder punishment controls is accurate and bombards Ye Chen. The dazzling light shines through the sky.

For a time, the void was broken up, and the fierce heaven and earth elements stopped everyone's sight.

Some people were shocked at the amazing power in front of them, and couldn't help saying: "in the face of the thunder, ye nankuang should be dead?"

"Ye nankuang, no matter how strong his body is, is only his body. How can he fight against the mighty Tianwei?" Someone sneered.

But the sorcery and other forces are desperate.

However, after the storm was over, a thin figure appeared in everyone's eyes. The other side stood in the void and never moved from beginning to end.

"He's not dead? How can it be!!! "

"Ye nankuang didn't die. It seems that the thunderclap of the Lord of thunder punishment didn't cause any damage to him!"

"My God, how strong is his body?"

At this moment, countless people were shocked, their faces were unbelievable, and their hearts were shaking.

Face the thunder and never die!

Is that too strong?

"What?"

Not only for them, but also for the self-confident Lei Xing Dao Lord. There was a flash of fear in his eyes.

"Why can't I move the King Kong subdue the devil circle?"

When Zen Prajna's face changed, he couldn't help exclaiming. He found that although his Vajra subdued evil circle trapped Ye Chen, it couldn't shrink any more.

"King Kong subdues the devil circle?"

In the void, ye Chen smiles coldly, like jade's skin, suddenly there are golden awns blooming.

"Break it for me!"

He made a long roar, like the roar of the ancient god, which made the sound of the road, and the void in front of him was hard and fast tearing.

"Bang..."

The Vajra subduing circle on his body suddenly crumbled. All the rocks within a mile were broken. Dozens of mountains collapsed and turned into powder.

"Poof!"

Zen master Prajna spurts blood on the spot. Ye Chen's roar not only destroys his Vajra subduing circle, but also nearly breaks his mind.

The old man Qingming of Guimen has a cold eye and a black spear in his hand: "this son is invincible. Attack him!"

The so-called key point is nothing more than sensitive places such as eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

The black spear is like being watered with molten iron, and on top of it burns the ultimate black flame.

"Yes!"

Under the eyes of countless people, the black spear pierced the void at once and stabbed at yechen's eyebrows and heart in an instant!

"That's the black crystal spear of the ghost gate!"

"It is said that this spear was made by refining his backbone after the death of a sage in the history of the ghost clan, and then soaked in the blood of tens of thousands of babies for 981 days."

It's terrible!

Countless people were shocked.

From a distance, it seems that the spear is like the ghost King's bone stab extending from the horror of the senro hell. Every flame is enough to kill a giant.

"Keng!"

Ye Chen's eyes are bright and cold, and his hands are like crystal jade. He holds the black spear with two fingers.

This is the most precious treasure of the ghost gate. The black crystal spear, which can suppress any supreme giant, was caught by him with two fingers.

All of us are petrified in an instant. Our eyes are full of the color of shock. It's a shock, but it's so easy to dissolve!

The old man, including Qingming, was also surprised. He roared and increased his strength. It seemed that he wanted to get rid of the shackles of Ye Chen's double fingers.

He believed that as long as the black crystal spear can pierce Ye Chen's eyebrow, the endless Yin and evil spirit in it can invade Ye Chen's spirit.

"Bang..."

At the next moment, ye Chen's two fingers exert force, and the black crystal spear is suddenly broken, and between his two fingers, it is hard to grind into countless black debris.

"Pedaling..."

The body shape of the old man Qingming was immediately shaken out, and he looked at Ye Chen's eyes with unbelievable color.

"Please show up!"

And at this moment, a startling drink came out from the side, only to see a purple gourd suddenly appeared in the hands of ziqingyang, who had never been out before.

That purple gourd is only the size of palm, but the whole body is branded with the charming pattern, and the mouth of the gourd has a purple gas rising from the sky.

In the void, the purple Qi finally turned into an immortal sword. The whole body was full of purple Qi and the sun was shining.

"It's Zihu Dao sword of zigai mountain!!!"

Seeing this scene, the whole scene suddenly burst into a pot. Rao is the Lord of Leixing road and others are no exception.

Zigai mountain has a thousand year spirit root, which was originally a purple calabash vine. In the past thousand years, only one calabash has been made.

On the day of the formation of the gourd, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. The purple Dynasty was later refined into a Dao sword by the saints.

Therefore, it is also called Zihu Dao sword, which is known as the first sword of Kunlun ruins. Under the sword, a sage was killed.

The old man of Qingming swore to himself, "the old fox, ziqingyang, brought the Zihu Dao sword, but only now did he sacrifice it!"

"Please turn around!"

Purple Qingyang bowed to the sword in the void. The sword pierced the sky like a thunderbolt, cutting at Ye Chen's body.

The unparalleled sword in Ye Chen's hand suddenly erupted, and a clanking sword spirit took the initiative to meet it.

"Boom..."

With a loud sound, the sword Qi of matchless was cut to pieces. The purple sword was not reduced and directly cut on Ye Chen's neck.

A drop of golden blood slowly flowed down Ye Chen's neck. There was a long sword trace there.

"He's hurt. He's hurt at last!"

The old man of Qingming screamed.

And the rest of them are also a shock of spirit. From the hand over to now, ye Chen's fierce body makes them desperate. They can't imagine that they are finally hurt now.

"Master, that Dao sword is a little strange. It's comparable to the treasure of the yuan God in the yuan baby period. It's the old devil and I'm careless!"

The solemn voice of the night devil appeared in Ye Chen's ear. He didn't expect that on the earth, he still had the treasure of Yuanshen comparable to that of Yuanying.

"I feel it too!"

The voice of the matchless peace rings.