Chapter 1202： Killing Intent 2

On top of the towering stone ridges, there are huge bones tied with chains.

These corpses have grown in age, and they have all appeared to be white.

But even so, you can still see the posture of these bones before dying.

Without exception, they were all roaring up in the sky.

Xue An stood in the void, looking around the whole world, the anger in his eyes gradually boiled.

Because he can see that these bones are all Chinese gods!

Is it still a step late!

In fact, Xue An was mentally prepared for this.

After all, when Ji Huan followed Li Hentian to the God Prison, there were very few living Chinese gods left, not to mention that more than a thousand years had passed.

No matter how prepared you are, when you see the bones of so many Chinese gods.

Xue An's heart still has murderous intent.

The mighty power even made the space around him appear cracks.

This kind of power also made Ji Huan amazed.

At the same time, I saw the **** head flying straight to the strange mountain in the middle of the gods.

Xue An followed closely behind and fell on the top of the peak.

Then I saw this god's eye circling vigorously, it seemed a little anxious.

And Ji Huan couldn't help but tremble at this time: "Big...sir, when I came here with Li Hentian, I entered another space from here! But at that time he used a very complicated set of handprints. I just went in, you..."

Ji Huan wanted to say that if there was no Li Heng Tianjun's set of unprinting techniques, it would be impossible to get in.

Before I finished speaking, I saw Xue An's face as cold as ice. He took a step forward, then clenched his palms into a fist and blasted out directly.

嘭!

There was a dull sound.

Then I saw cracks in the void, as if countless seals were breaking, and with a burst of crackling like firecrackers, a huge entrance began to take shape.

Xue An said coldly: "There is nothing in this world that can't be solved with one punch. If there is, then you are not strong enough!"

said, Xue An stepped into it.

The **** eye naturally flew into it.

Ji Huan swallowed in fright. She looked at the entrance to the space blasted by Xue Ansheng with a little shock, and looked at the endless bones around her. She couldn't help but shudder, and then stepped into it hurriedly. .

was still shrouded in layers of mist, but under the guidance of this god's purpose, it did not cause any obstacles to Xue An and others, so he passed through easily.

When the extremely empty and dead wilderness appeared in front of everyone, Xue An saw the dozen black towers in the middle of the wilderness and...the thin figure in the middle of the chain of the tower.

Seeing this scene, Xue Anjian raised his eyebrows, without any wind, he walked through the wilderness and came to the tallest tower.

The black chains extending from the tower are like poisonous pythons, binding the boy in the center layer by layer.

The young man lowered his head, his messy hair concealed his face, and through the gap, one could still see the layers of shocking scars on the young man's body.

Xue An did not speak, but watched quietly.

at the same time.

Xiaotian also arrived.

At this moment, his eyes sometimes flashed with pain, and sometimes fell into confusion again.

Because he felt that there seemed to be an instinct that was driving him closer to this boy.

At this time, Xue An took a slow and deep breath, arched his hands full of respect, and said solemnly: "Xue An, the younger Chinese, I have seen Erlang Shenjun!"

There is no response, the boy is like a lifeless corpse, quietly hanging his head.

There was a look of sadness and anger in Xue An's eyes.

He could see that the famous Erlang God Lord was already at the end of the battle, and even had to sleep most of his consciousness, relying only on a very weak energy to protect his heart and spiritual consciousness, so he would be able to treat everything outside. There is no response.

Thinking of this, Xue An gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and he planned to import part of his aura.

At this moment, I saw that divine eye anxiously surrounds the Yang Jian body, gleaming, as if urging the noble boy to wake up as soon as possible.

Finally, I saw the golden light flashing on the dozens of towers, and Houyangjian's chest began to rise and fall slightly.

At the beginning, the amplitude of the ups and downs was small, but soon it started to become intense.

Then he heard Yang Jian let out a low sigh, and slowly raised his head.

The messy hair spread out, revealing the face underneath that is still noble even though it is trapped.

It's just that at this moment, his eyes are closed tightly, and the vertical eye between his forehead is also dry and dim.

Even at this moment, he is already weak and unable to perceive everything around him through his spiritual thoughts.

But even so, he still showed a sneer, and then said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Li Hen Tianjun, are you here again?"

Obviously they regarded Xue An and others as Li Hen Tianjun.

Xue An did not speak, and everyone was silent for it.

The surrounding is extremely silent.

A strange look appeared on Yang Jian's face, "Why? Don't speak? What are you thinking about harvesting from me this time? Or maybe you are getting more and more scared and finally plan to do it. Up?"

'S tone was full of sarcasm.

Xue An finally sighed, "Erlang Shenjun, I am not Lihentianjun!"

Xue An said this sentence in pure Chinese.

As soon as this sentence came out, Yang Jian's whole body was shocked, because he heard Xue An's accent, his face couldn't help showing excitement, "You...you..."

Xue An nodded, and said, "God, I am a Chinese junior, Xue An!"

"Chinese junior...... Are you really a Chinese junior?" A look of surprise appeared on Yang Jian's face.

Xue An knew that he still couldn't believe it, so he waved casually.

The god's eye flew straight to Yang Jian, and then it could not wait to forcibly merge into Yang Jian's forehead.

The return of this god's purpose caused Yang Jian to shake his whole body. The body that had already fallen into dryness began to greedily **** the rare power, and the scars on his body began to heal gradually.

In an instant, his injury was half healed, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

After seeing Xue An standing in front of him, Yang Jian was finally convinced that this was not caused by Li Hen Tianjun. .

This made his expression gradually become agitated, but when he opened his mouth to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked anxiously at the distant sky, and then anxiously said: "Lady, go! It's Li Hentianjun. People! They are coming!"

At this moment, Xue An also raised his head to look at the rippling sky, and then smiled faintly, "Go? Why go, now that I have found you, then I'll be them!"