Chapter 1242

Even more, a strong and incomparable air wave swept out from the place where they fought, sweeping the surrounding vegetation, roads, flower beds, all swept away!

From afar, one after another of the landscape trees, was uprooted! Hundreds of meters of asphalt road, but also from the surface of the stripping out!

It's like a typhoon passing through the country. Everything around you turns into nothingness!

At this moment, the crazy and crazy shadow standing in the sky, full of disdain, glanced at the huge pit under the ground.

Chen Ziyang did not expect that this Chinese banished immortal, who was ranked first in the heaven list, was so ignorant and vulnerable to attack.

"Meng ran, Meng ran, I still want to fight you honestly, but how can you be so vulnerable?"

On Chen Ziyang's blood streaked face, there was a wild smile.

Just now, when Chen Ziyang controls the destruction sword of devils thunder, if Meng Ran chooses to escape immediately, he still has 20% chance to survive, but no one can imagine that Meng ran dares to block it with his hand!

It should be noted that even the martial arts myth can not resist the power of the demon God thunder. Although Meng Ran's body is strong, it is only the second level of the God King body, which is inevitable to be unable to resist.

In Chen Ziyang's view, Meng Ran's move is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and seeking his own way to death!

While Chen Ziyang was laughing wildly, he suddenly saw an ancient peach wood sword flying in the air in the pit!

Surprised to see this scene, Chen Ziyang's laughter stopped abruptly. When he took a photo in the air, he was about to take the peach wood sword into his palm!

"Well? Something's wrong

Chen Ziyang suddenly had a bad feeling.

However, on the peach wood ancient sword, there are streaks of scarlet, and the blood stains have not dried up. It is Meng Ran's blood!

Is Meng ran alive or dead?

When Chen Ziyang's face was cloudy and clear, he saw a golden thunderbolt coming out of the pit!

Direct attack on Chen Ziyang!

"Thunder? How could it be! "

How could this golden thunder, which should have split Meng ran into looting ashes, suddenly attack Chen Ziyang?

In the face of the attack on himself, Chen Ziyang pinched the magic formula and put a bloody divine awn into the divine thunder, in an attempt to control it in his hand.

But the result is that he never thought of it!

Chen Ziyang, as a descendant of the Heavenly Master's way, could not control the divine thunder!

"This What the hell is going on here? "

Just as Chen Ziyang roared, the demon God thunder had already exploded. Chen Ziyang couldn't avoid it, so he could only use his arm to block it.

"Pooh!

Chen Ziyang's whole left arm turned into a piece of looting ashes on the spot!

On the shoulder of his left arm, he was surprised to see the golden thunder light flickering and beating. He was actually burning Chen Ziyang's body!

"Ah! Meng ran

Under the intense pain, he demonized Chen Ziyang, with his mouth wide open and his voice roaring.

He has already realized clearly that Meng Ran is not dead. This evil spirit thunder has already been accepted by Meng ran!

At this time, the pit suddenly sent out a startling green light, but see a white clothes, spotless figure of Wei An, one hand hold the beautiful woman's slender waist, and appear in the air!

Behind him, the golden thunderbolt, thick as a stone pillar, leaped and twinkled, and seemed to have spirituality. It was actually accepted by Meng ran!

Meng ran in the arms of Ning Feixuan, now also feel like seeing the Arabian Nights, just that scene, it is too shocking!

In the face of the Heavenly Master's way, Meng ran didn't dodge, but he took it away with his bare hands!

This scene is like a myth.

"Meng ran, you..." Ning Feixuan red lips big, already do not know what to say.