Everyone: God-level undead, the country will take me to rob the tomb!

The other dozen gods of war, as long as they were not swarmed up.

Lin Chuan was sure and solved them one by one.

But this old man in the black sky, Lin Chuan did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

He is a super god of war, and the control of the power of law has reached a great success.

This set of Star-Glory-level array flags was linked to each other, and suddenly there was a sense of isolating time and space.

The Eight Bu Tu rushed left and right, crashing into the space-time barrier, and the ripples in the void spread, but they couldn't break through this formation.

The Eight Bu Tu is Lin Chuan's most powerful magic weapon, and there are also top geniuses of the thirteen provinces inside.

It must not be taken away by the black sky.

The trialists in the Eight Floating Slaughters turned pale in an instant.

Sure enough, a super god of war is invincible.

At this time, no matter what formation is driven, it will not help.

The black void was cheerful: "A king-level treasure, hehe, as long as I slowly analyze the runes on the treasure, I also have a chance to step into the realm of the god king

!" "Old man of the black sky, you also want to rob my treasure!"

"Come back!" Lin

Chuan tried his best to recall the Eight Floating Butchers.

But at this moment, the eight floating butchers have been controlled by the power of space.

The law of the treasure itself was madly fought against the power of space!

At the same time, Lin Chuan could feel that the connection with the Babu Futu was being weakened.

It was not that the treasure was taken away, but it was to be imprisoned in another time and space, isolated from Lin Chuan.

"Damn

!" "Di Lan, Ao Tian, attack the Black Sky Old Man with

me!" "Yes

!" "Attack me? Are you hitting me, the law of space, the supreme law that overrides all laws

!" "You also want to fight me!"

He does have this kind of confidence, he is a super war god, or an invincible space system.

He wrapped his arms around him, and as soon as his mind moved, a spherical barrier formed around him.

"If you hadn't wanted to collect your treasures first, the old man would have crushed you to death with one finger.

"Didn't measure yourself brat. "

Tear pull

, Ao Tian lightning, the speed is incredible.

The dragon's claws slammed together, and Di Lan picked up the sledgehammer and slammed it, but they were all isolated from the black sky.

The old man of the black sky controls the laws of space and deals with people who do not have the power of the law of Dacheng, as long as he thinks, Lin Chuan and these people may not be able to touch a hair of him in his life!

Feel free to control the distance.

Di Lan was horrified: "Strange, how come it seems that you can never get close to

him!" Ao Tian: "I can't hit him either

!" "Aoyi torrent!"

Lin Chuan opened ten passages and launched a 360-degree bombardment without dead ends.

Dimat led six thousand fire dragon mages to blast together.

Flames filled the cloister, and tens of thousands of large flame fireballs exploded outside the black sky barrier.

It still didn't have any effect on him.

Eight Buddhas.

An atmosphere of despair fills it.

Bai Ling's little face was extremely pale, her heart was beating faster, and for a moment, she thought of giving birth to a bunch of little babies, being a happy mother, and enjoying the beautiful vision of family happiness, she didn't want to die!"

"The power of space, you can control the distance at will, in addition to the stronger law power, otherwise any attack will be isolated." Xiao

Wuji

was already desperate: "This time the Demon World Sect sent out a super war god, the purpose is to destroy us all.

Lin Chuan smacked his lips.

Troublesome indeed.

"Then try this. "

In the storage module, five thousand soul spars flew out.

It crackled and shattered, turned into a torrent of energy, and constructed into the body of a tyrant.

A three-meter-tall purple tyrant phantom, holding a dragon tooth serrated sword, appeared on Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan superimposed the Immortal Battle Suit, coupled with the arrival of the tyrant, the power of the law can also reach the Dacheng level.

"Barak's Slash!"

Whew!

With a heavy slash, now Lin Chuan's physical body, in the basic attributes has skyrocketed to more than 20,000, has been able to carry the energy brought by summoning a tyrant.

The purple-black crescent-like sword qi bombarded the old man in the black sky.

Black Sky: "Gee, the means are really endless." "

It can actually drive the power of the Dacheng-level law.

"This is the means that Lu Yu taught you, if you give it another period of time, maybe the old man will not be able to help you."

"But now you are still too weak to use less than one ten-thousandth of the law power of a tyrant."

"Such a law can't help me at all." The

spatial shield around the black sky old man seemed to be infinitely far away, and Lin Chuan couldn't touch him even the slightest bit of the slash he unleashed with Barak's power.

Lin Chuan's expression froze and he frowned.

After all,

this is still a strong man who has been famous for a long time in the previous era.

It's normal if you can't beat it.

Lin Chuan: "If I can't kill you, then kill all the gods of war around you!"

Old man in the black sky: "You are casual, their life and death have nothing to do with me." "

The reason why he didn't call out his hand to deal with Lin Chuan was because he was trying his best to build a formation to seal the Eight Floating Tu.

Under the operation of the geniuses, the Eight Bu Tu is still trying to break through the seal.

Boom!

Overwhelming Dacheng-level sword qi, indiscriminately sweeping away everything.

Several gods of war were killed by their bodies on the spot.

The other gods of war had terrified expressions.

"Damn! First withdraw!" Several

people had just come out of the vault, and were immediately swallowed up by the white storm outside.

Thunder bombarded, torn apart by an instant fury.

There is a mad young man in front, and outside is the legendary white storm.

The gods of war were annoyed and aggrieved in their hearts, and they were forced to this embarrassment by a young man.

"Old man of the

black sky, please help, save us!" "Save you, I'm not your own father, why do I want to save you?" The black sky smiled viciously: "One more minute, just wait one minute, I can take this treasure!" "The

genius points here, can't I enjoy them alone, save you? The

giant stone agent was furious: "Black Sky, when you closed the passage, you didn't think about taking us away!"

The biochemical demon broke his mouth and cursed: "Damn, you old bastard!" "

Join hands to slaughter that kid, or we will all die

!" "Use stunts

!" "Boulder Blasting Fist

!" "Biochemical corrosion liquid

!" "Aye's sword!" The

extreme of the God of War level erupted, and the terrifying power bombarded Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan: "Hahaha! Good fight

!" "Barak! spinning

the sword!" Barak spun the sword burst out, rolling up all the attacks of those gods of war, and slammed upwards.

The

combined attack of nearly ten gods of war, coupled with Lin Chuan's power, converged, and the dome of the cloister was torn apart layer by layer.

The old man of the black sky was furious

: "Boy, what are you doing?" The giant stone war god: "He wants to destroy this stone hall, black sky, if you don't make a move, when he breaks the stone hall, you and I will be exposed to the white storm!" The

biochemical demon roared, he couldn't understand Lin Chuan's approach: "Damn! boy, are you crazy, do you want to die together?

Killing those God of War levels, Lin Chuan sucked his hand and put it into the undead space.

Then the

vault dome exploded completely.

In the white storm, there seems to be the fierce shadow of an oriental ancient dragon.

Destroy everything, carrying the terrifying white lightning of the Dacheng-level Thunder Dao Law, slashing down in the air.

The old man of the black sky had to give up snatching the Eight Floating Tu and instead build a formation to avoid this lightning bombardment.

Lin Chuan took advantage of the situation and immediately took back the undead and burrowed into the Eight Floating Massacres.

"Dimat, Dilan, lead the way, target the palace of the Flame Calamity Dragon King!"

Lin Chuan quickly controlled the Eight Floating Tu, and at the same time used the wings of Ying Long, and the speed was as fast as a beam of light.

Rush away immediately.

The old man of the black sky was furious, chasing after him, and the fat in his mouth, how he was willing to let it slip away: "You can't run!"

Just like that, Lin Chuan targeted the Dragon King Palace.

Behind

him, chasing the old man in the black sky.

Behind the old man in the black sky was the overwhelming white storm.

In the eight floating massacres, everyone has a sense of joy for the rest of their lives.

"Saved

!" "Oh my God, Lord Lin Chuan is too witty, blowing up the stone hall at the critical moment and leading the white storm to strike!" "

What is that white storm?"

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