The God of Destruction

Pan Chen stood up, at this time, it is the most threatened time, no matter how much.

Pan Chen once again implemented the spirit of the war, the Holy Branch of the Kowloon opened.

"Xuan Long nine changes, five changes"

"The formula of power!"

"I was shocked, one of the ghosts was shocked!"

"Two fingers, kill the gods and devil!"

"Three fingers, the world is dead!"

A huge finger, as if to shuttle in ancient times, including odor destroying the sky and earth.

It hits the bronze coffin.

Ronal!

A great explosion has occurred in the bronze coffin.

The seal washed away. A huge palm flew out from the bronze coffin.

Wow!

The speed is too fast, Pan Chen has no time to dodge.

The palm is rushed into Pan Chen's body.

Pan Chen only feels that a horrible force is constantly colliding on himself.

That palm, reach into Pan Chen's right arm, fused together.

what.

Dramatic pain, let Pan Chen feel, his body, his arm, will be tear.

On the right arm, there seems to have tens of millions of ants are taking it.

Pan Chen hugs his right hand and rolls to the ground.

too painful.

Zhao Yulan is the highest, the least injured. When he saw this scene, his face had a big change, endure pain, came to Pan Chen.

"I. Don't touch me" Pan Chen is very busy, "rolling, walk away."

Pan Chen knows his situation, the magical spirit is crazy in the body, and even rushed into his own knowledge, his negative emotions began to swell crazy. Even if it feels hard to control, Pan Chen also is full of killing fear, spread.

His a murderous will, and the Zhao Yulan, there is another three women, Pan Chen said: "The hand of the magic is in the body, this ancient bronze coffin is sealed by a magical hand, has entered My body, I will be integrated with my right hand, I can't drive it, what happens, I don't know, now I can't control myself, you will go, and then I am far away. "When I can control myself , You are here, the team is open, lock me in the formation. "

Pan Chen doesn't want to be controlled by the hand of the magic, causing harm to them.

"No, I will be with you. You will be fine. You must believe yourself." Zhao Yulan said.

"I know, I will be fine, but I need time." Pan Chen biting his teeth.

"Get it, you are coming, I am not happy." Pan Chen's right hand swollen, a muscle drums, the green tendon on the arm is like a cockroach, fierce.

"boom!"

Pan Chen's sharp punch strikes the ground. The ground is very strong. It is Pan Chen used the Kowloon knife, and did the biggest effort to split the ground. However, now Pan Chenpeng is playing, he has clarified the imprint of boxing.

It can be seen that this fist is so terrible.

Li Qianqian, who is far away, breathing a cool air.

What is the situation on this ground, they are also very clear, now Pan Chen is so terrible, this blow, power is so powerful.

That magical hand, terrible.

I don't know what the devil's hand. I am afraid it is an emperor.

On the one hand, there are countless gods to exhaust their own life to seal, in order to see the power of this magic head.

Zhao Yulan, Xu Xiaolong, they are very worried, watching Pan Chen far away, giving him encouragement. I don't want to see Pan Chen's hand by the magic.

At this time, Pan Chen's feelings, there is more and more negative impacts, and the devil has also appeared, slow, Pan Chen's feelings, there is no way to control yourself.

"kill!"

Release the fear of killing, Pan Chen's eyes are red.

The terrible kill spread and enveloped the entire hall.

Just like the real poisonous gas, let the air of the whole hall immediately solidified, the flowers do not have a shadow, can't help but fight in the distance.

This is fatal. terrible. This is unprecedented.

"Ten-faced killing, ten parties"

Pan Chen suddenly remembered his ten-party fighting boxing. Before this, although the ten killing fists have been practiced, he always feels there is no way to understand the true meaning of ten knives.

Their own murder is not enough, now this terrible magic hand, integrating his body, triggered his demon, killing a group of people, not knowing how many times better than his own killing spirit.

That is, countless killers, those who stand in the mountains and bones are worse than they.

Even martial arts entering the murderous road, they are also like the murder in front of themselves, and they are not a grade.

Ten murder rushed out, there was a respect for the terrorist devil, these devils killed, it was a pure killing spirit to condense together, purely to kill and survive.

A punch, the space around it will be crushed, the terrible ground, the wall is all hit by Panchen from one horror pit.

Click! Click!

Pan Chennan opened a stone wall.

Pan Chen's speed is getting faster and faster, and the ten square punches have been used again once again.

Ronal! The stone wall collapsed and the other hall appeared in front of it.

"Who?" Said a voice shouted out.

In that hall, a group of people appeared, this group of people, Pan Chen didn't know, Xu Xiaoli did not know.

Only Li Qianqian is familiar.