Chapter 879： Massacre

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The six masked men looked at each other, and everyone could now see their expressions change.

Xu Xingxu has been wearing a mask for a long time. He doesn't know how to hide his emotions, and can show obvious alarm.

Zhunling Emperor's lips rolled, calming the minds of the five, and his performance at this time was worthy of his title.

Immediately, the six of them, including him, were deeply spiritualized, almost turning into heaven and earth spirits.

The spirit fire of the beacon's spirit covered his body, and as the fire became stronger and stronger, he lost his silhouette.

The people of the Beacon spirit clan are all shocked. It is not easy to be spiritualized to such a degree, and the danger is fatal.

The lingfeng clan spirits rushed into the wind, everywhere and everywhere.

"Tiantian ancient tree!"

The Tochigi spirit girl took the first shot, but stood at the back.

The sharp point of the sword was in the void, and a large tree took root and grew into a towering tree.

The majestic vitality dilutes to a certain extent the aggressive flames from Jiang Chen.

The turquoise green branches exuded a beam of light, crystal clear, like a beautiful jade gem.

The extremely soft branches stretched out across the battlefield, counting the number of people, exactly five.

Fenghuo two spirits reached out to hold the tree branch, and at the same time a tree branch reached into the Yan spirit spirit.

The Zhiyan Lingzi raised his right arm high, his fists in his hands seemed to catch a thundercloud, and thunder and lightning were intertwined in the entire arm.

At the same time, his own spiritual power runs, and the two powers are wonderfully combined.

It doesn't count, the two powerful spirits released from him are the firepower.

"Lingzu is not willing to be outdone!"

"The Muling tribe took the shot and incorporated the spiritual power of the Fenghuo Lingzi into him!"

"Spiritual power is like the sea, unstoppable!"

Hao Jiangchen pushed the Ling tribe to this step. It was an amazing feat that the young talents of the Three Realms of the Middle Kingdom did not have.

However, he will also face the consequences.

The Ling Yan spirits rushed away, the sound was amazing, dragging a long stream of air, the physical body squeezed and twisted in the void.

"You can never match the spirit race!"

As soon as the words of the Zhiyan Lingzi finished, people came to Jiang Chen, his fists roared and roared.

"Do you think I can't help you?"

Wu Jiangchen motionless, shot with both palms, welcoming to the iron fist.

The moment Quan Jianfeng touched the palm of his hand, the ground shook, and countless people were deaf because of sound.

较 The weaker man was knocked to the ground and vomited blood.

Shocking cracks appeared on the sides of the mountain.

Puppet battlefield is shrouded by the power of the title hall. Before the end, it will not affect the outside world, and the spectators cannot control the outcome.

Everything caused at this time is caused by the sound waves coming out.

I can imagine how terrifying scenes can be on the battlefield.

The Lingyan Lingzi and Jiang Chen settled there, only two pairs of arms were shaking.

"how come?!"

The Chi Yan Lingzi's expression was distorted, with a bit of pain.

I saw Jiang Chen's hand clenching his fist and pushing hard.

In addition to the strength of the competition, there is also the strength of the Yanzi Lingzi.

He gathered four spiritual forces of wind, fire, flame, and thunder, and they were invincible and indestructible.

Twenty-four spiritual powers were in his fists, and he tried desperately to release them, even if both defeated.

However, Jiang Chen's hands used magic power, making the spiritual power unable to burst, as if being crushed.

Wu Xiaguang is a trace of the disappearance of spiritual power.

At the moment when Jiang Zai completely pulled his hands over, with the screams, the remaining spiritual power made his hands unconscious.

The Zhiyan tribe lost their combat power completely.

体内 He seemed to be setting off fireworks, and he could see all kinds of light under his skin.

With a deep muffled sound, the spirit of the Yan clan was destroyed.

The four remaining spiritual powers in his body lost control, eroding the internal organs.

Ji Yanling clan didn't know how many years later a spiritual child had died, and the spirit clan present was all shocked.

Part of the Ling clan felt powerless and did not dare to continue clamoring at Jiang Chen.

Huh!

At the same time, Fenghuo Lingzi was also severely hit, vomiting blood, and his face as gold paper.

He was seriously wounded one after another and had no combat effectiveness.

The towering ancient trees also burned in an instant and turned into ashes, as if they never appeared.

"No way."

Feng Fenghuo Lingzi and Mu ethnic spirit girl had no intention to fight again and flew to the high platform below.

"Did I say you can go?"

Wu Jiangchen stepped forward, swallowing the mountains and rivers, his eyes froze, his swords returned to the scabbard.

"You go down."

Wu Zhunling emperor dragged his hands, and the palms had black circles rotating, and the black eyes under those eyebrows were extremely hot.

He made it clear to keep the three, regardless of Jiang Chen's strength at this time.

"Ha ha."

Qi Jiangchen sneered and stepped forward, with the same pace as the heartbeat, a step away.

"I said before, who treats me and how I treat him! But now, who dares to stop me and kill without amnesty!"

When people heard him say this, their hearts were turbulent, and they couldn't believe he was going to kill him.

However, everyone soon realized that Jiang Chen had already succeeded. These words were later said.

Feng Fenghuo Lingzi and Muling tribe female looked at Jiang Chen holding a sword, his expression was extremely complicated, and he was holding a deadly sword wound.

"you!"

What the three of them wanted to say, but just now, the lightning force turned it into fly ash.

"God!"

In the blink of an eye, four people died tragically, and the situation reversed quickly, making people caught off guard.

Howling spirit, fire, and wood are all bleeding, and I can't wait to break Jiang Chen into pieces.

"The combination of different fires and thundering forces will have this power, but how can he withstand it?"

"He should have died when he exploded, why can he still sword freely ?!"

"Why can a Terran have such a strong physique!"

The whole audience was in chaos, and threatened to keep the quasi-spirit emperor of the three men unable to maintain peace and anger.

Suddenly, a sharp blade appeared behind Jiang Chen. It was shot by a bloodsword swordsman, and the fragment between his fingers turned into a red sword light.

血 The bloodsword swordsman saw the three men come to an end, and as if returning from death, gave out a fatal sword.

"Your bloodsword can't do anything to me!"

Min Jiangchen pulled out the Tianjian Sword ~ ​​www.novelhall.com ~ The double swords swept overhead, and the Fenghuo sword wheel rose around the body.

The Bloodsword Swordsman, who was assassinated by himself, was deeply trapped, not even screaming, and disappeared.

"It's crazy to want to kill me close to me."

Min Jiangchen sneered, his eyes fell on the Zhunling Emperor, and said, "I give you a chance now, and I can choose to quit."

The tone of the banter was exactly the same as when the Zhunling Emperor first threatened him.

At that time, no one thought that this would be the result, Jiang Chen could have such great power.

Wu Zhunling emperor was expressionless, and when everyone thought he would make a choice, he smiled brightly.

"I left something in your body just now, I wonder if you have something?" He said.

Xu Wenyan, Jiang Chen's complexion changed.