Mystery: Invincible In Ten Consecutive Draws At The Beginning

Qilin fell to the ground, the rocks collapsed, and the distant mountains were greatly affected.

The avalanche appeared, rumbled and roared, as if thousands of troops were galloping, drowning towards this side.

The dignified Primordial Demon God was actually stepped on the ground by Tang Chen, and in the end he could only cry out his unwillingness, which was truly humiliating.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and after it sank, the ancient demon god lay in the pothole trembling slightly, spurting blood, mixed with visceral fragments.

Tang Chen stood in the void, looking down indifferently, as if looking at garbage.

The ancient demon god was severely injured and was on the verge of death, but frantically stuffed a large amount of Immortal Dan into his mouth.

His injury recovered quickly, his eyes were bitter and hated, in order to fight to the death with Tang Chen and never admit defeat.

"Buddha Palm."

Tang Chen slowly closed his eyes, as if he had merged into the sky and the earth, becoming the ruler.

hum!

The Buddha's light first appeared, illuminating the sky.

In the hazy clouds and mists, the solemn and holy outline of the ancient Buddha is displayed, and the thousands of strands of Buddha's light are sprinkled all over the world like nectar.

Tang Chen incarnates into a Buddha, the supreme, solemn face with his hands folded, really like the prototype of a Buddha.

His face was expressionless, his palms fell gently, the void shook violently, and thousands of Buddha lights converged from the south, south, and northwest, turning into golden hands.

The golden hand is transparent and bright, and every time it falls, the ground is dented by an inch, and it is purified together with the ancient demon god.

The ancient demon god trembled, his body cracked, blood splattered, and he raised his head and let out a sad roar.

At this moment, Tang Chen was more like a Jedi villain than someone who came for revenge.

"The beginning of the demon!"

The Primordial Demon God almost let out a high-decibel scream, resounding through the area.

Countless people from the alien race saw and heard it, and they all showed pain on their faces.

When have they seen the Primordial Demon God so tragic?

The magic light moved around the sky, and the ancestors were bathed in darkness. Their arms spread out as if they were under the pressure of the first demon, and they fell into darkness for tens of thousands of miles.

It forcibly supported Buddha Palm's Fowei, and an extremely violent and terrifying squeeze was launched between the fields.

The space was dim and bright, and the Immortal gas exploded, rippling in all directions, forcing people to dare not approach.

"Weak chicken."

Tang Chen stood in the palm of the ancient Buddha and said lightly.

The ancient Buddha held the Buddha's seal in his hand, and the pure gold Buddha's light all over his body was like opening up the world, falling on the surface of the golden hand, strengthening the power.

Click click!

Primordial Demon God's pupils shrank as he stared at the unceasingly cracked ancestor body. Could he really be inferior to Tang Chen?

Tang Chen said softly, "It's gone."

Buddha Palm released immeasurable divine light, which was pure and unparalleled, extremely beautiful, and shattered the ancestral body.

The ancient demon gods are like broken porcelain, becoming fragmented.

The peak powerhouse of a generation of extraterritorial strange tribes died so suffocating.

The powerhouses of the extraterritorial strange clan spread fear in their hearts.

It is because they still have admiration and worship for the 'Lord' in their hearts, otherwise they would have turned around and ran away long ago.

Immediately after the death of the ancient demon god, the excitement of the Three Thousand Domains was really too inspiring.

"No one is allowed to be spared, everyone here has to be killed." Tang Chen said ruthlessly.

Because he knows that these people are useless even if they let them go, and they will still surrender to the 'lord' in his heart.

In this case, Tang Chen might as well kill them all.

When the time comes, let Gao Dafu send white prostitutes to Immortal to tamper with beliefs.

Tang Chen ordered, and the ultimate move in the hands of everyone was even more rude.

boom!

All of a sudden, the sky was bright, and the thousand-zhang divine arrow shattered the stars, cut through the sky and shot Tang Chen away.

"Tang Jiao be careful!" When someone saw it, they couldn't help shouting loudly.

Tang Chen glanced at it and said indifferently, "Black Coffin."

The black cube suddenly appeared, instantly shrouded the divine arrow, shattered in an instant, and scattered between the heavens and the earth.

Far away in the sky, the Lord of Wan Yu appeared, holding a platinum bow in his hand, his eyes were resentful, and his face was gloomy.

He drew the bow again, shot nine arrows in a row, the divine arrows volleyed into the sky, like nine stars in a row, containing the power of the supreme divine way.

The falling starlight blasted the cultivators of the Three Thousand Domains.

Immortal Wang Qiang from the Three Thousand Realms made a move to resist this power, but there was no big problem.

"Why, you can't beat me to play yin? The weak swing the knife to the weak." Tang Chen mocked.

The Lord of Wanyu watched the ancient demon god die and waited for this arrow, but it didn't work at all, and was extremely aggrieved.

He said coldly, "Tang Chen, I hate myself for not killing you earlier!"

"Now you have a chance to find your own way, come here." Tang Chen brows arrogantly and grins.

But the Lord of Wan Yu did not intend to fight Tang Chen at close range, but instead distanced himself and wanted to use martial arts secrets to kill.

But Tang Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "I told you to roll over, didn't you hear me?"

His arm shook, the dragon and phoenix Celestial Immortals bones were filled with vicissitudes of life, and the colored dragon scales spread on the surface of the skin, like the birth of a dragon.

Tang Chen drives the power gem, and the dragon's hand probes the sky, as if it can be captured no matter how far away it is.

The dragon's hand became more and more empty, and it was detained towards the Lord of Wan Yu.

The Lord of Wan Yu's expression changed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "The Eight Gods of Thunder Dao!"

His pupils emanated endless thunder, and his body was divided into Eighth Stage, swept in all directions.

The thunder rang out, and the speed was extremely fast.

However, the dragon's hand continued to follow a lightning phantom like a gangrene attached to the bones.

Suddenly, the dragon's hand grew thousands of feet, grabbed one of the phantoms, pulled it back from a far away place, and landed in front of it!

The Lord of Wanyu shook his heart, and Tang Chen, who was only a few meters away, was reflected in his pupils.

Performing phantoms in front of Tang Chen is simply looking for fun.

His eyes are not vegetarian.

"East Emperor Gun."

Tang Chen jokingly smiled, his palms swayed, and all the starlight fell into a sharp spear, stabbing out violently.

clang!

The Lord of Wan Yu blocked with the platinum bow and made a loud noise.

Sparks fly like fireworks in all directions.

But the Lord of Wanyu can be one of the three most powerful foreigners, and his combat power is naturally impossible to be vulgar.

He drew the bow at close range, and the converging Tao was immortal, and the divine arrow shone dazzlingly and exploded directly.

Light splashed around, forcing others to close their eyes.

Tang Chen also narrowed his eyes slightly.

The bright moon rose behind the Lord of Wan Yu, his body jumped up softly and silently, and he drew the bow again.

The divine arrow penetrated and reached Tang Chen's Tianling Gai.

But Tang Chen Dongdi swung his spear to the sky, smashing the divine arrow and turning it into a thousand brilliance.

The Lord of Wan Yu moved like a phantom, and shot dozens of arrows in a row, surrounding Tang Chen.

Divine power is rampant, violent and terrifying.

clang clang...

Tang Chen stood like a Mount Tai, standing still, and his spear danced like flying. All the divine arrows that came close to him were smashed and smashed into the air, unable to cause any damage.

"impossible!"

The Lord of Wan Yu said in a low voice, frowning deeply.

So many things happened between the electric and the flint, he didn't believe that Tang Chen could react so quickly.

Tang Chen's body surface is radiating white Immortal light, but Immortal is elegant, which is the opening of the ultimate freedom.

He looked at the Lord of Wanyu and sneered: "Frog at the bottom of the well, it seems that you occupy such a big world, and you don't necessarily have a wide vision."