Chapter 3413

Zichen has a lot of wounds on her body, which looks very miserable.

But his breath still exists, even without the weakness that people imagine.

As for death, it is impossible.

He stood up again, and then people found that there was no wound on his head. The sleeves on his arm had been baptized by countless guns and had already been destroyed.

As you know, his robe is exclusive to the master of Fuwen. There are many Fu arrays on it, and his defense is extremely amazing.

But at this time, it still turned into a rag, hanging on the body.

Even the gun rain, which could not be stopped by the robe, did not leave any traces on Zichen's arms, except for countless white spots.

Seeing those white spots, everyone was shocked and wondered secretly, could Zichen's arms be stronger than the weapons of the Holy Spirit?

Standing up, Zichen looked at the xianzhan in front of him. His eyes were getting colder. If it was not for the protection of the holy bone, he would have finished this time.

But the other side is also not good, 81 ghost spirits at the moment in the loss of each other's soul, xianzhan's eyes are twitching, obviously bear endless pain.

"You're dying."

Purple Chen says, voice is indifferent.

"As long as you're killed, there's still time for everything!"

The immortal war heart reads to move, the crotch immortal beast roars a, straight to the purple Chen but go.

"Gun nine!"

as like as two peas, the long gun spun into the nine poles and the same long gun, carrying the terror and going straight to purple Chen.

Obviously, he wants to take advantage of the soul can still adhere to this period of time, kill Zichen in advance, resolve their own crisis.

Zichen clenched his fists, and his fists were covered with black Yan.

At present, in the face of such a strong person, Zichen's power of the holy thunder has lost its function, only to use black Yan can.

The speed of shengchen and Ziyan is on top of his fist.

He punches.

In a flash, the double fists changed into nine fists and met the incoming gun.

Boom!

Boom!

……

The gun and fist light burst in an instant, and the powerful force was turbulent.

Zichen took advantage of this concussion force and retreated rapidly. At present, he didn't want to fight against the immortal. As long as he waited patiently, the other party would be killed by 81 ghost spirits.

Everything is just a matter of time.

But xianzhan naturally did not think so, he pressed step by step, and the speed was very fast, even if Zichen used the holy bone of both feet, the speed broke out completely, still could not get rid of each other.

"Gun six!"

Xianzhan drank again. This time, only six spears were displayed. The number was significantly reduced, but the power was increased several times.

In the face of the coming gun light, Zichen, who has no place to dodge, can only continue to fight.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

With the explosion of the six gun awn, Zichen is shaken by the powerful force, at the same time, the feeling of sharp pain is uploaded from both hands.

Even if it is the holy bone now, it still reaches the limit of strength.

The fighting power of the other side is simply too terrible.

In the distance, those Holy Spirits who had planned to pick up the cheap goods had already stopped and did not dare to continue to rush forward. They could only wait for the opportunity quietly.

"Gun three!"

Xianzhan's voice rises again, cold and cold.

One shot turns into three guns, and the power of these three guns is even more terrifying. It seems that even the void space will be torn up. The sharp sound of howling comes out, and the nearby thunder LAN seems to be suffering from the soul attack.

Helpless, she had to continue to retreat.

Up to now, the pain suffered by xianzhan has been unimaginable, and the spirit breath that has been suppressed before is also beginning to disappear.

He knew that his time was running out, and that Yingwu extraordinary face was a bit more ferocious.

The breath of danger is coming, and Zichen feels the threat of death from it. He knows that he must try his best.

In the face of life and death crisis, he no longer dare to have scruples, black Yan all the transfer.

This time, black Yan filled the whole body, as high as the flame, burning up.

Looking from afar, Zichen's body has become a fire.

Black fire!

"It's impossible!"

The young man in the distance had already moved his face. He looked back at the ink and said coldly, "how dare you pass on the complete black Yan fire to an outsider?"

Shocked ink, only a bitter smile, "I said no, do you believe it?"

I'm sure I don't believe it, because the black Yan that Zichen shows at the moment is just like a complete black Yan fire. This is the most complete state of Heiyan method and the most powerful state of soul killing skill.

Zichen quickly out of the fist, heaven and earth appeared three groups of black light, as if three groups of flame, releasing a strange breath, blocking the long gun.Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The spear goes forward, falls on the black Yan, makes the black Yan burst in an instant, the innumerable force of black Yan, submerges the long gun.

Under everyone's gaze, the three waves turn into one, shaking and scattering, and the void is twisting, like the paper that is constantly folding, and there is a sense of confusion between time and space.

Even though he retreated far away from Leilan, he was still affected, coughing up blood and flying backwards.

Her face was so pale that only the aftershock hurt her.

In the aftershock, Zichen withdrew from Baizhang. After stabilizing his body, the black Yan luster of his whole body became dim, and the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood.

But now, his eyes are still bright, even the corners of his mouth have a smile.

Because it's him who perseveres, and xianzhan is going to die.

At this time, I saw xianzhan follow up again, his ferocious and anxious expression suddenly became cold.

"One gun, one world!"

The voice of indifference, ringing in this void, seems to have produced a strange force.

Zichen's eyes, the scene changes, seems to come to a strange world.

He is the only one in the world.

No, there's another shot!

A shot fell from the sky and kept shining in his eyes.

He started to run away, but he couldn't get rid of the gun, as if it was everything between heaven and earth.

In other words, this world is made up of this gun.

This kind of feeling, only lasted for an instant, Zichen is to return to God, his knowledge of the sea, the ghost voice becomes extremely sharp, seems to remind Zichen of the danger.

Boom!

More intense black Yan fire, surging from the body, burning violently.

In the face of the spear, he clenched his fists with both hands and blocked it. The power of the holy bone was inspired and began to defend with all his might.

When a shot arrived, the rainbow was shining, making people lose sight for a short time.

Zichen's arms spread sharp pain, as if there is an indescribable torrent, impact on the body.

His arms were immediately shaken open.

Xianzhan is riding a fairy beast with a gun in his hand.

Poof!

The battle gun pierced Zichen's chest, the front chest into the back chest out, completely through, unstoppable.

Heaven and earth become quiet in an instant, and the mighty breath fades away like the tide.

Zichen's body is hanging on the spear, hanging in the void.

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