My Master is Lin Zhengying

In an instant, the Five Elements Hegemony Mantra was fully activated.

Self-cultivation is running to the maximum.

The profound energy of the five elements is fully released.

He raised the broken sword and slashed at the demon light with a single blow.

Nan Chen didn't know if he could do it back then, but at least he wouldn't back down.

Will not bow to these monsters, will not lose, the integrity of an exorcist.

He won't embarrass his master, Uncle Jiu.

In the blink of an eye, Nan Chen's sword directly slashed at Yaoguang.

The infinite power made Nan Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.

It's like cutting a needle with a knife.

Even if all Nanchen's strength was concentrated in one blow, it could not block the demonic light of Yaohu.

"what!"

Nan Chen screamed.

The whole person was directly blown away by the monster light.

However, at the moment of booming.

On the surface of Nan Chen's body, there was a layer of faint white qi.

Help him resist most of the power of demon light.

Nan Chen was blown away by the demonic light and rolled seven or eight times on the ground before stopping.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"

"Nanchen..."

Qiu Sheng Wencai and others, under pressure, crawled up to Nan Chen.

Nan Chen was covered in blood, his breathing was weak, and he fell into a coma.

Qiu Sheng hugged Nan Chen's head, his face full of anxiety:

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, wake up, wake up!"

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, you will be fine, you will be fine!"

Wencai was also very anxious.

But Nan Chen just didn't move.

Under the blow of Tianjie, Nan Chen was still too weak.

Just when Qiu Shengwen kept calling Nan Chen, Jiale Qingqing was worried.

Nan Chen opened his eyes in the darkness.

The surroundings were pitch black, there was nothing, nothing could be seen, and there was no sound at all.

It's like a closed secret room.

"This, is this there? Am I dead?"

Nan Chen asked strangely and looked around.

He couldn't even see his own hands clearly.

But who knows, his voice just fell.

An extremely old, hoarse old man's voice suddenly sounded in the dark surroundings:

"You're not dead yet, but you're almost there..."

Nan Chen's heart trembled.

Looking around:

"Who's talking, who are you?"

Nan Chen panicked.

At the last moment, he was still fighting the demon fox.

Now, he came to such a dark and ghostly place.

Nan Chen was not only terrified, but also depressed.

But the old voice suddenly laughed at this moment:

"Hehehe, this old man is your savior."

"Savior?"

Nan Chen spoke subconsciously.

"That's right, not the old man.