Chapter 6520

Jiang Chenzi took a deep breath, calmed his mind and stared at the body of the blood god.

Ancient Runes flowed through his pupils, as if they belonged to the old times.

Mysterious and profound.

"Chang Mo Jun, your spirit has long been exhausted. Why struggle?"

"The old era is over, dissipated, not persistent, is the right way."

Jiang Chenzi's voice was bleak. With a wave of his withered palm, there was a gloomy and bloody light in the distance.

Ye Chen looked up and saw that the light was emitted by a door.

That door is the gate of heaven burial of the nine gates of Honghuang!

Even at this moment, the gate of celestial burial gives Ye Chen an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The effect of this thing in Jiang Chenzi's hand is terrible!

"The gate of celestial burial, bury it for me!"

Jiang Chenzi summoned the gate of celestial burial and drank violently. On that day, the gate of burial opened and a bloody and ferocious world like hell emerged.

At this moment, ye Chen next to him felt more deeply.

Fortunately, ye Chen operated in time, and Hongmeng starry sky was not affected at all.

"It seems that the nine gates of flood and famine are really unusual."

"I don't know what the origin of the existence behind these nine doors is."

"Is it all about the old times?"

"Or is it a game of chess?"

Ye Chen shook his head and stopped thinking. He believed that he would encounter the remaining doors in the future.

It is even possible to run several of them.

At present, the most critical thing is the safety of the blood god.

Anyway, blood god is still very important to Ye Chen.

WOW!

The blood god was full of Qi and blood, and a wisp of old dirty blood was sucked out, distorted and transformed into a human shape, which was the figure of Chang Mo Jun.

On that day, the door of the funeral erupted a very terrible suction to pull Chang Mo Jun in and bury him completely.

Chang Mojun opened his eyes and felt the swallowing of the gate of celestial burial. He suddenly breathed sluggishly, stared at Jiang Chenzi and shouted, "Jiang Chenzi, how can it be you! So you're not dead? What do you want to do, dare you swallow me? "

In those days, under the command of the old lord, Jiang Chenzi lurked in the heart of the earth. Chang Mojun just thought he was dead long ago. He didn't expect to meet him here.

"Ha ha, Chang Mo Jun, admit your fate!"

Jiang Chenzi didn't talk nonsense. He was full of aura and urged the door of celestial burial. The door erupted into a more terrible force, constantly dragging Chang Mojun's body past.

"Thorn Blood Sword, kill!"

Chang Mo Jun's eyes were torn, but he was unwilling to perish. He used a thorny Blood Sword to kill Jiang Chenzi.

Jiang Chenzi was not alarmed, but still urged the gate of the celestial burial. He had no plan to defend, because ye Chen was standing next to him.

"Ba Bu Fu Tu Qi!"

Ye Chen waved a palm, and a pagoda came out of his palm and fell down. The golden light burst and destroyed Chang Mo Jun's thorn Blood Sword.

Chang Mojun screamed "ah", with a painful look on his face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Chenzi urged the door of celestial burial and pulled him in. He would close the door and bury him completely.

But Chang Mo Jun was fierce and didn't want to die at this time. He put his arms out and stopped the door from closing.

"Jiang Chenzi, you can't kill me! I am the leader of tianwu immortal sect and the leader of the crown of thorns. No one in the world can kill me! "

Chang Mo Jun roared up to the sky, his eyes burst into blood, struggling desperately and resisting tenaciously, and death would not close the door.

He knew very well that once the door of celestial burial was closed, he would be completely driven into the wasteland hell, the form and spirit would be destroyed, and there was no hope of life.

Under the desperate resistance of Changmo Jun, Jiang Chenzi's face was also slightly dark and his breathing was a little scattered, but he still maintained the Yin formula, kept the gate of celestial burial running, and didn't let Changmo Jun get out.

The two fell into a stalemate.

Jiang Chenzi wants to close the door of celestial burial and block Changmo Jun. at the critical moment of his life and death, Changmo Jun is fighting tenaciously.

Seeing this, ye Chen took a step forward and asked, "senior, if I can help?"

Jiang Chenzi said, "no, if outsiders intervene, it may disturb my breath. I said it will take three days. Just continue to protect the Dharma for me."

Ye Chen said, "yes!"

Jiang Chenzi took a deep breath and continued to operate the gate of celestial burial. He estimated that he could completely bury Chang Mojun in three days.

Chang Mojun knew it was difficult to get away and cursed loudly, but he had no choice but to pray for a miracle.

Ye Chen guarded Jiang Chenzi, silently.

After two days, ye Chen suddenly felt that there was a dangerous breath approaching.

"Is there really something big to happen?"

Ye Chen's heart was cold and thought of Jiang Chenzi's words. It may change in the past three days, and great changes broke out.

Now, even ye Chen has caught the breath of danger. It seems that a great disaster is coming.

Ye Chen took a look at Jiang Chenzi. Jiang Chenzi's breath was heavy and weak. He barely maintained the operation of the gate of celestial burial. He had no response to the changes of the outside world.

And Chang Mo Jun struggled for two days, and soon came to the situation where the oil ran out and the lamp was dry, and he didn't even have the strength to curse.

In these two days, ling'er also fell into a deep sleep. The virtual monument absorbed the belief energy of the old lord and became perfect. Now ling'er needs time to digest.

So another day later, finally, Chang Mojun lost all his strength, loosened his arms, and the door of the funeral was closed.

"Miss Wu Yao, I'm sorry..."

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