Douba's Strongest Master System

Chapter 62 You Won't Die!

In the face of the lightning strike from the nine days, Chen Qiye's expression remained unmoved. The glow of the blue light seemed to attract countless eyes. Chen Qiye didn't have time to be in a trance, including Lu Junchu's inexplicable words.

The 'Nameless Immortal Sword' moved, and on the half arc pulled by Chen Qiye, a cold light flashed out, and a golden dazzling light pulled out a long tail flame and directly hit the lightning spear.

"Boom!"

This golden light collided directly with the lightning.

Suddenly, the sound of an explosion sounded on the ground, and countless lines of electric light and energy spread around, turning into an electric circle with a radius of several hundred meters.

"This is..." Countless eyes gradually appeared horrified.

Because the golden light did not disappear, it swept past the lightning spear, blasted the void, and rolled towards the purple flame thunderbird with endless momentum.

'Boom! '

There was another tremor, and the blue robbery sword fell directly below the five-color altar, like a meteorite hitting the ground and exploding thunder.

After this sound, almost in an instant, the long roar of the dragon broke out in the air, and the sound wave turned into a terrifying sound wave and swept away directly.

In the void, there seemed to be an extremely low trembling sound.

A streak of blood drew a blood-colored arc in the air along the flying white figure. She was like a broken kite, falling freely!

"I'm going to strip you alive!" The sturdy big demon from Bei Cangdongtian glared angrily, the blood-red brilliance shone, and the thunder sound of a pedaling sound exploded flatly.

The other big monsters also reacted. The blue robbery sword came too fast. They are both of the first rank of Xiantai. Maybe they can't kill Lu Junchu with the power of blood, but the speed of Lu Junchu's condensed sword is far from what they can do. comparable.

and!

Her sword, just like facing the old man Canghai that day, is the most decisive sword.

She can hurt!

can die!
But definitely don't turn around to defend, this is the sword of Jianchi, the sword that never goes forward.

Crazy is crazy sometimes, crazy crazy!
Her sword condensed the ultimate strength of the first-order Sendai, forcibly interrupted the operation of the altar, and she was also injured by the long roar of the dragon.

And what was reflected in those beautiful eyes was a big demon with raging flames rising all over his body.

He glared angrily, wishing to swallow Lu Junchu alive.

"Are you going to die?"

"I'm going to die!"

Lu Junchu suddenly felt that it would be good to die like this. Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and white heads are not allowed in the world.

Just like Ye Guxue's obsession: Askers, don't be afraid of life and death.

Not everyone is afraid of death. Ye Guxue, who is holding the Fangzheng sword on the altar, has his eyes fixed on the void. His hands are getting tighter and tighter, until the Fangzheng sword is shaking, as if he felt the master's. Heartache.

It only takes a blink of an eye for the big demon to fly into the air, but the blink of an eye is as long as a piece of cloth.

Lu Junchu already felt the hot breath coming to her face, she suddenly wanted to turn over, turn her eyes, and glance down.

It's a pity that she gathered all her power on that sword, as if really, there is no more power.

"No!"

Su slowly shouted a heart-piercing voice, and the practitioners on the altar were inexplicably saddened. They didn't even have time to rejoice that they had survived from the brink of death, and they had to watch the peerless fairy Xiangxiaoyu who saved them die.

This is still a dead end, they just linger for a moment, and this moment is to be exchanged for a fresh life.

Silence is the most helpless resistance.

"die!"

A tremor sounded from the thunder and lightning blast, and a three-foot green front split the void.

As for the young man holding this three-foot green front, the whole person stands like a god and demon. His body is bent, as if he bent a bow and shot the goddess Houyi at the sunset for nine days. The vertebrae are the bow body, the hands and feet are the bowstrings, and the 'Nameless Sword' is the divine arrow that can shoot down the sun!

"boom!"

Chen Qiye threw the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' into the endless void, and the three-foot Qingfeng burst into endless rays of light.

next moment!
The vast and unpredictable power swept up, and the world trembled.

"No!"

And the big monster who faced this power made a final scream. He didn't believe that he would be killed by a monk in the mysterious realm of dragon transformation.

Under the prestige of the emperor, the big monster was like a dead leaf, burnt to pieces by the flames!

The gust of wind blew away the last trace, and nothing could fall, not even ashes!

The interlaced rays of light above the void also stagnated at this moment, and they abruptly stopped the impact of the silhouette, as if there were more than a dozen streamers solidified in the air.

That unpredictable power has existed in this world since ancient times. This is a kind of supreme majesty, it is not an imperial soldier!

It's a fairy sword!

The Great Emperor's extreme swordsmanship is the Emperor's weapon!
And this is a fairy sword that can be condensed by the red dust fairy!
In this world, a bright sword light illuminated the surrounding space. The sword light appeared so suddenly, it was incandescent, as if it was the only lightning.

The sky was quiet, and the Kuroshio stopped.

They are monsters, even if they are Lunhai, Dao Palace, Siji, or even the secret realm of Hualong, they will not be able to face this unpredictable coercion!
All the cultivators who were blocked on the altar were stunned and dumbfounded. The cultivator who was only in the secret realm of transforming the dragon actually sacrificed the 'Extremely Dao Emperor' soldier, and even the half-step power and transformation demon were slain by him with one sword.

"It's him! He's Chen Qiye!"

Xiao Yunlin finally saw who the young man with the sword was, and her exclaimed voice resounded throughout the altar.

Also!
There is only one person in Fengming's [-] li who has an imperial soldier, and that is the mysterious Chen Qiye.

In the eyes of everyone's mixed emotions, Chen Qiye's figure, like a magnificent white awn, took over Lu Junchu, who was flying upside down, and fell to the ground.

The three-footed green front, which was completely eclipsed by the sky, also turned down. After all, it was the impetus of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. The divine power could not maintain the continuous eruption of the emperor's prestige. of.

Even so, the supreme power that erupted was enough to shock him for a moment, giving Chen Qiye a little buffer time.

At this moment, Lu Junchu's face was bloodless and pale, without the support of divine power, like a candle swaying in the wind that could go out at any time.

She didn't know if there was still room to turn around, or the possibility of living...

This is most likely the last battle in her life, so when she released the sword, she shouted that sentence.

This is not a problem, the problem is the answer given by Chen Qiye!

"You won't die!"

Chen Qiye put down Lu Junchu gently, and he said these four words solemnly: You will not die.

It's like a promise, like a promise, but in Lu Junchu's ears, it's more like a rejection...

Lu Junchu looked at his face and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he didn't dare.

In the end, the jade hand, which was light and weak, just fell on his white robe and patted the dust on his shoulder.

Chen Qiye nodded to her, no one understood the meaning of this nod, and there was no time to explain it to Chen Qiye.

Because the three-foot green front had already turned around, the great demon's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

"Kill him, kill him!"

The roaring of more than [-] big transformation-shaped monsters is like a thunderous roar. They all know that it is impossible for a monk in the mysterious realm of dragon transformation to continuously motivate the 'Extreme Dao Emperor'!
Don't give him a chance to relax!

The sword-wielding figure in the white robe accelerated again, and his Shenhua Ning turned a little weaker than before. He had no room to retreat, so he could only kill again with the sword.

At this moment, in the eyes of all practitioners!
That weak dragon-turning cultivator was magnified countless times, and he became a stalwart!
Because he did not sacrifice the imperial soldiers to flee, but faced a battle with death and no life!

Bai Ningbing looked at it, took two breaths from her nose, and murmured:

"I actually want to cry a little bit!"

(End of this chapter)