Over the front of Haixian Island.
Ling Ye was surging, endlessly, slowly condensed a black throne with a faint light.
The throne is full of runes, and each rune seems to contain the power of destruction.
Ling Ye's figure flashed, sitting steadily on the throne, overlooking Tang Chen, Poseis, etc.
"Angel Legion, believers on the believer of the Kuang Haixian Island!"
"Chen and other obedience!"
The Angel Corps responded together.
Then, under the leadership of Qiancheng, thousands of souls Saint broke out and killed the three thousand soul masters on Haixian Island.
One time.
The sound of shouting and screaming was intertwined, and the entire Haixian Island fell into a chaos.
"Angel God cut!"
The six -wing angel martial arts began, and the golden light illuminated the half of the sky. Each attack was sacred with sacred power and relentlessly attacking Posezi.
Golden crocodile Dou Luo transformed into a huge golden crocodile dragon king, with thick skin and shocks.
"Roar !!"
The golden crocodile dragon king opened the blood basin and flew towards Posexi, and the earth trembled slightly under his attack.
Ling Kuang showed the skills of the hemorrhage and the real dragon soul bone.
He exerted the explosive power of the god -level soul -bone skills, even slightly better than Qian Dao Liu, which surprised Poseis.
Posexi showed the true body of Wu soul, and a blue light rose.
Her eyes were firm, and in the face of the siege of the three peerless Dou Luo, there was no sense of retreat.
The power of the sea god surged around her, and she exhibited soul skills, and the blue ripple spread towards Qian Daoliu and others.
"Boom!"
The attack and attack between the three people and the Thousand Daoliu collided with each other, making the deafening explosion. The waves were set off dozens of meters high, forming a white water curtain.
On the other.
"Tang Chen, you will die today!"
Behind Bidong's six -winged purple light wings, the speed is extremely fast, and it instantly came to Tang Chen.
"Huh!"
Tang Chen hummed, and the magic sword in his hand beheaded, and a dark red sword mang was cut to Bidong's head, but she was easily blocked by her.
"The field of killing, open!"
This field instantly shrouded Bibidong and Yueguan and Ghost Charm. The former was basically not affected, but the latter two could not even release the soul skills.
This is the characteristics of the field of killing, which is a day to most soul masters!
"Hehe!"
But Bidong sneered.
The next moment, the three major areas of Bibidong's death, the field of killing the gods, and the Rakshasa field, and the field of killing directly.
In the field of Rakshasa, it is much stronger than the field of killing.
The three major areas broke out together. The field of killing was not an opponent at all, and soon the range of Tang Chen was only one meter.
"Damn!"
Tang Chen's complexion was as gloomy as water, and he felt a pressure.
Under the three major areas of Bibidong, his strength can only be used for about 80 %, which is still offset in the field of killing.
The momentum of Bidong is one more enhanced.
Yueguan and Ghost Charm also got rid of the influence of the field of killing at this moment, and became stronger under the blessing of the three major fields.
"Eighth Soul Skills, Light Light!"
"The eighth soul skills, ghost charm!"
Yue Guan launched a strong golden beam, ghost charm released a large number of ghost -shaped objects, and Qi Qi attacked Tang Chen.
Tang Chen quickly cut a sword and repelled the two.
However.
Bibidong was looking for the opportunity. One hand instantly condensed the power of Rakshasa, swept outwards, and a purple -black light went to Tang Chen. "Boom"!
Tang Chen's sword resisted, and it was still difficult to compete, and he was instantly hit a hundred feet!
Biebidong pursued the victory, waving the Rakshasa magic sickle, he killed it, without giving Tang Chen's breathing.
Yue Guan and Ghost Charm quickly followed, siege Tang Chen from the side.
"Fried ring !!"
Tang Chen did not dare to retain, and directly performed the mystery of Dasu Mihammo, trying to retreat with a brief outbreak.
"Oh, even if the bombing ring, you can't beat us!"
Bibidong is scattered with purple and black light, which is the Rakshasa divine power mobilized after the eight test.
In her hands, the Rakshasa magic sickle brought a purple light every time she waved, which was filled with a disgusting smell, as if from the abyss of hell.
"Kill !!!"
Tang Chen held the Shura magic sword and bombed his soul ring one after another.
The blade collided with the magic sickle, making a harsh sound, and Mars splashed!
"Death Dragon Destroy!"
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
The god -level true dragon soul bone in Bidong burst out of light, the god -level soul bone skills were launched, and the power was terrible.
Six -winged purple light wings.
Bibi was cut into the sky with a purple light, and the Rakshasa Skihite stabbed Tang Chen's chest with a powerful force.
Tang Chen quickly avoided it.
But he was scratched by the edge of the magic sickle, and the blood instantly redd his sleeves.
The blood on the wounded mouth seemed to be eroded by the evil forces on the magic sickle and became dark. Tang Chen felt a heart -driving pain and a evil force spread in the body.
"Huh, Tang Chen, today is your end!" Bi Bidong sneered.
She injected the power of the whole body into the Rakshasa magic sickle, and the red light on the magic sickle became more dazzling. She jumped high, and the magic sickle took a red remnant to Tang Chen's head.
"Fried ring !!"
Tang Chen tried his best to lift the Xiu Luo's sword to resist, and his huge impact made a big pit under his feet.
"Nine Rings Fry!"
Tang Chen was desperate, and the remaining soul ring exploded together, making his momentum reach the peak, and briefly entered the god level.
Just then, the two sounds sounded at the same time.
"Both pole static field!"
Eighteen soul rings, flying to the air, connected together, like a huge translucent disc, exuding mysterious power.
Suddenly.
The space seemed to be solidified. Tang Chen, who was about to counterattack, couldn't move instantly.
Yueguan is extremely close to level 99, as well as the blessing of the magical power of the flower god, adding the power of the 97th peak ghost.
The intensity of the two pole static fields is not ten times higher than when they are 95?
Tang Chen's power, even if he entered the god level briefly, could not instantly break through the two pole static fields, and could only be obedient.
"Ghost Rakshasa !!!"
The cold flashed in the east eyes, and the Rakshasa beyl sickness in his hand instantly burst out of dazzling purple light.
Above her, a giant purple -black sickle instantly condensed a giant purple and black sickle, exuding the flames of Rakshashasa.
Bibidong's arm wave.
In the sky, the purple light swept down with the giant sickle.
Currency into a huge purple sickle light blade!
Where the light blade passes.
The space is like a broken mirror, showing a crack!
Tang Chen watched his death approaching, and his heart was full of unwillingness, but under the imprisonment of the two pole static fields, he even struggled to become extravagant.
The light blade was severely split on him.
Suddenly, the blood mist splashed, and Tang Chen's body flew backwards like a kite that broke the line, plowing a deep gully on the ground.
This is only one blow.
It basically asked Tang Chen's life.
Just hanging in one breath, it may die at any time! (End of this chapter)