Supreme Pill Saint

"Don't die, Saint Shura is not what you can deal with now." Soul green continued: "from today on, no one can provoke the holy Shura in the whole Fu Tu area. There are seven levels of ancestral holy land, almost invincible. "

"Ha ha Old man, you should be smarter! " The saint Shura glanced at the soul green, smiled, and pulled a dull ponder at the corner of his mouth. His eyes raised and swept around: "there is no goal!"

Crazy!

This moment's Saint Shura, crazy boundless.

It's really arrogant.

Even if he is master wantonghai, he doesn't pay attention.

There's a sense of being above everyone's knowledge.

"It's not the time to die. It's a pity that he didn't annihilate him with his own hands. " Saint Shura couldn't help sweeping Su Chen again.

A leap to the sky.

What does he want to do most?

Of course, I want to be ashamed before snow.

Although, he and Su Chen have no intersection.

But in this period of time, there are rumors about Su Chen.

In the dark, it was completely over his holy Shura.

Saint Shura can only hold it in his heart!

This kind of suffocation and anger made him regard Su Chen as his enemy for a long time.

It's a pity that we can't crush Su Chen by ourselves.

"Sheng Yingkun, you said, am I right?" Then, Saint Shura suddenly looked at Sheng Yingkun with interest.

At this moment, Sheng Yingkun is still in a state of loss.

For days, he grew older.

The whole person is a little slack.

Sheng Yingkun raises his head subconsciously and looks at the saint Shura.

"Old man, I asked you something. Didn't you hear me?" All of a sudden, Saint Shura's eyes were suddenly sharp and he drank in a low voice. His breath was like a hand of heaven. It gathered, smashed and faced Sheng Yingkun.

Then

Dawdle!

See Sheng Yingkun can't control the back, one step, two steps, three steps, more than ten steps, then stop, pale face, mouth blood.

Injury.

Only the breath of Saint Shura can oppress Sheng Yingkun and hurt him!!!

Such terror.

On the Monument Square.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone was stunned and distracted.

This This Is this still human? How can we be so strong?

That's Sheng Yingkun!

It's the patriarch of Yipin power, one of the strongest in the whole futu area, and Sheng Yingkun who is ranked 13th on the list!

But not even the breath of the holy Shura?

Completely beyond the thinking limit.

On the square of the monument, a breeze blows, but it's so cold that people's bone marrow hurts like needles.

Endless horror, from the heart of every martial arts practitioners diffuse.

"It's really weak." In the dead silence, Saint Shura shook his head, and his face was full of disappointment: "it's really meaningless."

The same second.

Click, click, click

Abrupt.

There was a strange sound.

It's not very loud.

But, enough for everyone to hear.

Source of sound.

It's cocoon!!!

It includes the cocoon of Su Chen!

Subconsciously, including Saint Shura, everyone looks at the cocoon.

After more than ten breaths.

All the cocoons are cracked.

A figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

Su Chen.

Not su Chen, who else?

Su Chen opens his eyes slowly.

It's like a new life, very quiet, just like a new life.

There was no breath in him.

It's like an ordinary person.

Su Chen stands up slowly.

"Jiuyou, it's really nice that the Shenfu is in the third place." Su Chen and Jiuyou exchange way, devouring the origin of the Wudao God monument, and he gains a breakthrough in the God mansion!

This is a harvest worthy of Su Chen's thousands of years of hard work.

With this harvest, Su Chen has a fundamental transformation.

For this gain, if Su Chen wants to, now, he can fly directly to the high level.

At the same time.

All sounds are still.

God Monument Square, that ignorant.

Su Su Chen is not dead?

How could this happen?

Mingming, Su Chen has lost his vitality and breath for a long time. How can he not die?

It's not common sense at all!

Even the most powerful cultivators will die as long as their vitality disappears.Su Chen, however, broke this common sense.

"Su Su Su Chen... " The blood and tears of Nalan pour down the city, rolling to stay, excited will not speak.

Xiao Zhen is crying like a child.

Sheng Yingkun is also full of tears.

Nangong dance is the same.

Cloud Xi also silently wiped tears, giggling.

"It seems that God still treats me well." At the same time, the saint Shura suddenly smiled, smugly and thoughtfully: "I know that my son wants to kill you personally, so intimate that you will die again."

Saint Shura stares at Su Chen, slightly tugging at the corners of his mouth, disdaining the smile and indifferent to it

Even if Su Chen is dead and revived, what?

Just kill it again.

"Su boy!!! Escape! " That is to say, after Sheng Yingkun heard the words of Saint Shura, his face was ferocious, and he shouted: "run! Run! Son Su! Ah ah Run! The farther you run, the better! "

"Escape?" That is to say, Saint Shura's smile was full-bodied for three minutes, and his left hand was raised abruptly and waved to the sky at will.

Immediately.

Wind and cloud change color.

Blood dance takes off.

Air condensation.

Dark clouds cover the sky.

The sky rocked.

Terrible!!!

It's like the end of the day.

In the Shenbei martial arts field, all the martial arts practitioners tremble uncontrollably and feel that their lives are not under their control.

Everyone's breathing stopped and their hair stood up.

Danger.

It's dangerous.

Soon.

A layer of net like blood color charm Gang cover appears on the God Monument Square strangely and incomparably.

The whole Monument Square is shrouded in it.

A repressive and bloody taste rippled out.

In the practice field of the God tablet, it is more and more dead.

"This is the world of blood curse. I just learned it from the monument of God." Saint Shura smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Under the world of blood curse.

Want to escape?

Ha ha

Just think about it!

"Break it for me!" In a flash, Sheng Yingkun takes a deep breath. He doesn't care about his injury. He turns Xuanqi fiercely. He tries his best to do 300% of the work. His body is rippling. He is desperate to move towards the sky and smash it with one fist.

Touch

That fist hit the blood charm Gang mask of the blood curse world.

It's amazing.

The blood color vigorous mask, motionless, did not even tremble.

Sheng Yingkun, on the other hand, falls to the ground and spits out blood.

This scene scares all the practitioners in the square of the stele.

It's horrible.

Terror makes people despair!

How strong is the saint Shura? Thinking is beyond imagination.

"Su Chen, you are very calm." Saint Shura looks at Su Chen and smiles. He doesn't worry about killing Su Chen at all. Anyway, when he wants to kill Su Chen, he may just need to blow one breath, and Su Chen will die.

Su Chen also looks to the saint Shura.

Calm eyes.

And that calm eyes deep, is indifferent disdain.

Shenfu breaks through to the third realm.

He is invincible in the territory of ancestral sage!!!

Even at the top of the ninth floor of zushengjing, or even at the end of half a step of heaven, it could not be his opponent.

What is the saint Shura?

"You really want to fight?" Su Chen asked lightly. He didn't feel that he had any hatred with Saint Shura. It seemed that there was no intersection at all.

"War?" Saint Shura was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing: "do you deserve it? It's not you and me, but I'll kill you. "

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