Chapter 611

"Chen Jie, you waste, you are dead after all, so my plan is not in vain!" The Marquis of bengshan turned blue and was ready to leave with a cold hum.

"Chen Jie is not as divine as the legendary one. Now it seems that compared with the little Lord in our family, he is not so good."

"Yes, but we can't deny his luck. He won numerous false names by virtue of his luck several times before. Today, he finally shows his true colors..."

Many of the elders of the ancient family sighed, while some of them looked complicated and fixed their eyes on the terrible storm of divine power.

They can feel that in the center of the storm, even with their cultivation, they will be killed, there is no doubt.

"He's not dead..."

"Not dead..."

In the corner of a house, an old man with scattered hair and dusty body, holding a broken bowl, his eyes blurred and murmured to himself.

"Old man, what are you talking about? Try again?" Ling Qingsong showed disdain to sneer, and said: "you say again that Chen Jie is not dead, today I will let you die without a burial place!"

"Not dead... I didn't cheat you... Really not dead..."

The old man hid in a corner, looking very scared and muttering.

"Old pariah, how dare you Ling Qingsong raised his right hand and pressed it down. His eyes were full of anger.

"I really didn't lie to you!"

"You, don't hit me, I'll... Prove it to you!"

At this time, the sloppy old man in the corner suddenly shot out a magic light from his muddy eyes. His eyes turned into two little suns, giving off a bright golden light.

Ling Qingsong took a breath of cold air, and could hardly believe his eyes. However, the avalanche Marquis came back and stared at the two golden awns.

"Wow."

The golden awn is like a sharp sword. Wherever it goes, the fire will separate automatically, just like ice and snow melting.

People in the vague, surprised to find that in the burning flames, a thin figure sitting quietly among them.

His eyes were closed, his upper body was bare, and his sweat was dripping down. Half a meter below him, there was a demon corpse.

This is a very shocking scene. The body of the demon shows its true colors. It has been rotten and broken for a long time, and the fire is blazing.

"My God... What did I see? Chen Jiezhen is not dead. He is refining himself with the fire of the demon corpse!"

"It's impossible. Under such an attack, a quadrupole can survive?"

"Chen Jie is indeed a real pride. Such a person has great courage and is definitely worth attracting, at least not offending!"

Far away from the sky, everyone was stunned and felt extremely incredible.

It's beyond human's cognition. The attack of demigod level, a quadrupole and octave level, can bear it, and it doesn't matter all over. It makes people feel unreal.

As the two golden awns converged, more than half of the flames disappeared. Chen Jieduan was sitting in the middle of them, refining himself with the fire of the demon corpse.

His skin is as red as a drop of blood. If you can look inside at the moment, you can find that in his body, a manic and fierce power is rampant.

Chen Jie has been suppressing and mobilizing all the forces.

The fire of karma burns everything. According to the legend, it is the flame of evil burning in the hell of Abbi, which can dissolve the most terrible evil force.

However, at the moment, the fire of industry is burning on Chen Jie's body, blooming one by one, which is frightening.

This is undoubtedly extremely dangerous and can be called madness. However, Chen Jie is just like this. Once he has the chance to become a four pole nine, he should strive for it even in case.

"Now I'm standing on the peak of the eighth level. After this experience of fighting in the world, I've accumulated enough. It's time to try to break into the fourth and ninth level." Chen Jie has a secret way in his heart.

However, in the dark, he always seems to feel that something is missing. The four poles and nine steps are like a door. He can vaguely touch it, but he can't cross it at all.

"There's still a chance to make a breakthrough, just like when I'm living to death in the realm of gas refining, breaking through and then standing up!"

At this moment, Chen Jie realized that he still needs a higher level of fighting to hone the fuselage, looking for the fleeting ninth level opportunity!

"I need another fight to temper myself.

After the fire had burned, Chen Jie felt a lot of pain and got rid of a lot of stains.

At the same time, his divine power is more pure, and his whole life is full of vitality.

If not for the violent energy in the meridians, Chen Jie is confident to crush dazhuji level 9.

"Where is Chen Jie? Come and kneel down to meet the emperor's edict!"

At this time, a voice of slight contempt rang through the whole Wunan city. Two sky cavalry soldiers with white wings arrived here with a piece of Golden Jade.

"Chen Jie, come and kneel down to meet the emperor's edict

The other cavalry, with cold eyes, repeated again. However, this time, he was given a huge hand, which he held in his hand and crushed.

"Go back and tell Zhan Tianwang that I will wait for him here."

Chen Jie sat in the ruins, closed his eyes, turned his back to the shivering knight and said.

The ruins are all over the land.

It's like the land burned by the fire of war, surrounded by black smoke.

The city Lord's mansion was destroyed. Under the attack of a military general, it turned into powder, and everything was gone.

Chen Jieduan sits in the ruins, like a wood sculpture, calm and calm.

He can feel that he has touched the edge of the mysterious realm, and may enter it at any time. What he needs is only an opportunity.

In the later stage, the obstacles will be greater. Many dying old people stay in a certain realm for their whole life, which is difficult to overcome.

Chen Jie is very clear that he is now facing the shackles and needs a "point" to break them. Once he passes, the sky will be high enough for birds to fly, and he will become a nine day Kunpeng, which will crisscross the world.

"Son, you leave here, and that thing will come out in three days."

Chen Jie's old voice rang out behind him, which shocked him. He didn't feel that someone was coming.

"Old man, you..."

Chen Jie was surprised and showed his unbelievable color. The old man appeared beside him unconsciously.

However, in that pair of muddy eyes, very confused.

"Three days? What do you mean

Chen Jie was surprised.

"Old man, can you... Make it clear what it is?" Chen Jie is very nervous, looking at the old man motionless.

The silly old man sighed gently. His eyes seemed to have passed through thousands of years of time and space, and suddenly lit up to interweave a picture in the air.