Chapter 592

On the spacious street, all the pedestrians feel cold in their hearts. The people in front of them are like a demon king. People can't bear that kind of Qi alone. They can't help kneeling down.

You know, it's just an incarnation of King qingjiao. It's so terrible. How terrible would it be if he came here?

"King qingjiao, you are too arrogant. Do you think no one can rule you in the whole world?"

Chen Jie looked cold and said in a cold voice, "this is the territory of our human race. You are killing innocent people here. Do you really think there is no one in the human race?"

Although Chen Jie is angry and flustered on the surface, he is calm in his heart. This is just an incarnation of King qingjiao, and it doesn't make him feel helpless.

If the real body of King qingjiao is here, the battle array of beacon city will definitely be opened. At that time, the Flying Dragon God and the Buddha king will never sit idly by.

"Boy, you are dying. You'd better think about yourself first." King qingjiao laughs. His right hand is covered with green scales. The cold light is shining. The sharp air comes from the shop and grabs Chen Jie.

"King qingjiao, you have the seed to fight with me at the same level. I will make you regret coming to this world!" At the same time, Chen Jie communicated with the Taiji diagram in Dantian with his mind.

In a flash, Chen Jie felt a great force all over his body, almost burst his body, and his flesh and blood roared.

"King qingjiao, can you only bully people at a high level? You have the seed to fight with me at the same level!" Chen Jie sneered and put up a middle finger to him. At the same time, his whole body was dark as thunder, which covered his whole body.

This time, these thunder patterns contain a trace of gold, indestructible.

These days, Chen Jie escapes all the way, and finally achieves the perfection of Jinlei transformation. At this moment, it is Chen Jie who wants to detect it.

"Alas, why should such a young man with terrible talent provoke a demon king? It's really hard to understand. What a pity!"

"Ridiculous, what do I see? It's too much for a young man to challenge the king

"Who did he think he was, and how could he cross the border against the enemy? Even the gods of our human race did not dare to do so when they were young!"

On the street, many people retreat to the distance, many people float in the air, but there are still a dozen people standing not far away, showing a sneer.

"Boom."

The black golden iron fist and the blue claw made a dull sound.

Just when people thought that the young man was going to be bloody, the blue light broke up, and King qingjiao flew out, coughing up blood, full of disbelief.

In Chen Jie's hands, a piece of gold divine iron, the size of a nail, glows, and an unyielding golden figure emerges from the inside, like a fighting God.

"How could it be?"

Everyone was shocked, and felt extremely unbelievable. This young man, holding a boy in his arms, beat back a strong king?

Little Chen Tian was also surprised in Chen Jie's arms, and his eyes were wide open without injury.

"This young man's manipulation of power is so terrible that he controls every point of power to the top!"

"What did I see... The king... Was blasted off by the quadrupole and octave. The world is so crazy!"

Many people rubbed their eyes to make sure that it was not a dream. Then they looked at Chen Jie again, and there was no more contempt. Instead, they showed great respect.

"Gulu"

In the crowd, several people who spoke sarcastically before all made the same reaction after swallowing a mouthful of spit. They quickly hid in the crowd and closed their mouths.

The young man in front of him is a monster!

"You..."

King qingjiao coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth. The breath of forcing people was really terrible. As King Wu, he felt his heart trembling.

"It turns out that you, King qingjiao, are just a candle with a silver spear. You dare not fight the first battle of the same stage. Now you have a taste of using force to suppress others?" Chen Jie light smile, eyes full of contempt and chill.

At this time, it's useless to talk about superfluous words. The big demon can't let him go. It's better to be strong all the way to the end.

Just now, he used the great void technique to protect himself, to dissolve most of his strength, and to condense the power of Taiji diagram, so that he could resist the peak of the four poles.

This time, however, Chen Jie's hand was hidden with the golden divine iron. At the moment when their fists were about to touch each other, Chen Jie used the incomplete ancient void art in his body. The divine iron was stimulated and suddenly burst out into a world shaking divine awn.

This time, it emits a golden light, and at the same time, it is accompanied by Buddhist Chanting, which seems to contain a force.

Chen Jie's hands seem to be holding a little golden sun. Many people can't open their eyes.

In the dark, people saw a lot of incredible scenes. Some people saw a god of war in gold armour, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, sweeping the gods and kings in an invincible posture.

Someone saw an unyielding figure, standing in the thunder Gang fire, all spark burst, golden eyes see through the vanity, penetrate everything.

"Plop"

Several monks knelt down on the spot. They came from the West desert. In the dark, they saw a big Buddha sitting on the lotus throne with eyes open and closed. It was like the creation of heaven and earth, with great wisdom.

"Who is this person, such a terrible trace, can't be a nobody..." Chen Jie felt very strange, but the next moment, he felt a kind of pressure.

"My body is coming here. I hope you will be so proud then." King qingjiao sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body turned into nothingness.

At the same time, in the eight giant cities guarding the East China Sea, Wu Guozhen flew out a light and rushed to the hinterland of a mountain range, which made many monks along the road tremble.

"Big brother, he will come to us. Let's run!" Chen Tian puffed up his cheeks and bit his silver teeth slightly. His bright eyes glared like a little tiger.

"Well..."

Until then, Chen Jie was relieved. He coughed up a big mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. His feet were empty and his face was pale.

He suffered a lot of trauma. Just now, Chen Jie deliberately suppressed it.

If it wasn't for the figure in shentie that frightened away king qingjiao, I'm afraid that Chen Jie would be in a very difficult situation next.

On the street, Chen Jie put down Xiao Chen Tian, took his little hand and walked towards the inn step by step.

"Wow."

Just at this time, Chen Jie's feet beat and his right hand swung up.

"Click"

A golden arrow feather burst, a group of golden scale knights, everyone showed a sneer, surrounded Chen Jie in the center.

A middle-aged man with a sharp eyebrow and a sword eyebrow looks cold and holds a big bow. He just opened the bow and shot Chen Jie.

"At this critical moment, this son actually attracted a big demon, take it for me!"

Chen Jie and little Chen Tian are standing in the crowd, surrounded by a group of golden scale knights. Everyone shows a sneer.

"It's a great prestige. Where did you go when the demon king came here just now, but now you come to show off, which makes people feel sick."

Chen Jie narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was full of blood. There was a dragon hovering around his head and waist, and the Dragon Qi gathered around him, like royal blood.