Supreme Pill Saint

"Let's go." Su Chen nodded and said seriously.

"Are you sure you want me to go first?" The saint Shura is slightly stunned and pokes it with his nose.

"Then I'll do it first!"

"Here's a suggestion." Saint Shura stared at Su Chen and blinked: "with all his strength! You have only one chance! The last move of life, bloom all the energy

"Good." Su Chen nods.

Around, everyone was silent in a kind of extreme terror, no one spoke, no one talked, the atmosphere was too depressing.

Many people's hearts are deepest, and they are full of admiration.

At least, when Su Chen arrived at this moment, he was still calm, quiet, without horror, without gaffe, and without begging for mercy, wasn't he?

This kind of courage, this kind of mood, is really a martial artist, a martial artist who goes against the sky and is not afraid of life and death.

Of course, in addition to admiration, it is more a pity.

If there is no saint Shura, Su Chen may grow into a giant forever!

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

Sheng Yingkun, Nalan Qingcheng and others are despairing and pale, but they will not stop, because they cannot stop.

Saint Shura has locked and covered the whole space. Su Chen wants to survive. The only chance is to fight!!!

Zhan shengshura, a martial arts cultivator in the seventh level of ancestral holy land, is so horrible that it can't be described.

It's cruel.

Anyone who cultivates martial arts in the Fu Tu kingdom will despair in the face of an opponent in the seven levels of the ancestral holy land?

But Su Chen has no choice.

The next moment.

Under the spotlight.

In Su Chen's hand, there is another sword, the ancient dust sword.

"Do you really want me to do my best?" Su Chen raised his head and asked a little helplessly.

Do your best?

Shenfu has reached the third level.

The efficiency of three force transformation is higher.

Xuanqi, body and spirit all have a horrible promotion.

He is now doing his best to fight with one fist of his body, which can directly fight the pure power of four million dragons. Under the transformation of three forces and the compression of divine power, this number will become the power of 25 million dragons. If the mysterious beast bone is used again, this number will become the power of 75 million dragons!

The 75 million dragon power drives the 45 million dragon power's ancient dust sword, and then displays the unyielding sword rhyme! Then use the juetian sword technique! Even if Su Chen wants to, he can make a wave of soul attack as a prelude in advance!

It's hard for him to imagine how strong this sword will be? Are some chickens killed with cattle knives?

"Of course." Where does Saint Shura know what Su Chen is thinking? He sighed dully: "my patience is limited. Hurry up!"

Saint Shura really didn't want to waste any more time.

In his opinion, kneading an ant is a kind of behavior that has dirtied his hand. It's even more impatient to delay his time.

The voice of Saint Shura just came down!!!

"Absolutely! God! Sword! " Su Chen suddenly raised his head, one word at a time, one word at a time.

Ancient dust sword, smashed out.

One sword.

Boom

Absolutely Dang breath, crazy tear open.

The space in front of the whole wudaoshenbei is like being sent into the blender of heaven and earth.

All the air, heaven and Earth Spirit, void turbulence, void black hole, void Boulder, etc., are hanged into powder and void.

The breath of annihilation is like a huge ocean surging and rising Fill all people's hearts and bodies.

At present, it seems that there is only a black extinction. In the long river of extinction, a sword is waving. The sword seems to be so common, so silent, but it gives people a kind of feeling of adoration.

It seems that the sword is made by heaven.

One sword out, all the martial artists on the scene seem to have been qualified!!! No matter life or death, there is only one thought left, how can I feel my body

The smile, complacency, disdain, sarcasm, dullness and indifference on Saint Shura's face come out with one sword It's like a broken soap bubble that disappears and is replaced by fear.

Saint Shura felt the smell of death.

Moreover, the smell of death, from the bottom of his heart, is like sprouting and rooting, which is crazy and filled with strong roots.

This smell of death transcends space, time and thinking.

The smell of death filled his mind, nose and mouth. He could not blink, shout, beg for mercy, etc.

Even he forgot to resist, to escape, to resist, to lift the Shura sword in his hand.

After blinking.

Sword, here we are!

Visible to the naked eye.

When the sword is about an inch away from Saint Shura The body of the saint Shura is clearly melting, just like the frost touching the heat.Until this moment, the sharp pain, just suddenly woke up Saint Shura, the cold cold didn't enter the bone marrow, his brain, suddenly awake.

The indescribable desire for survival burst.

"Ah!!!" The saint Shura roared, his eyes were bloodstained, and the monsters were amazing. He recklessly raised the Shura sword in his hand.

Trying to make the last resistance.

However.

That Shura sword just raised

Ding!

A sound is not clear metal fracture, sounded.

At the same second, I saw that the Shura sword broke neatly from the middle.

Shura sword, broken It's broken!

That's Shura sword. After the addition of the martial arts God monument, it has surpassed the level of the original Shura sword!

It's broken like this. It has no resistance. It's like a common stick.

Saint Shura felt that his heart had been broken in such a moment.

There was only one last thought left in his mind - how could it be?

How could su Chen be so strong? How could he not be su Chen's opponent? How can Shura sword be broken directly?

How can it be too much?

Saint Shura can't take it!

And the last thought flashed

Poof!!!

The sword fell deep into the body of Saint Shura.

The body and spirit are annihilated in a flash.

Annihilation into nothingness, even blood fog is not left.

As if there had never been such a person in the world.

Up to the time when Saint Shura was dead and not buried, there was no body left. Around him, the martial arts practitioners were still in a petrified state.

It's still petrified.

No one can react from that kind of extreme shock.

Saint Shura Unexpectedly Dead? Not the enemy of Su Chen's move?

This kind of feeling is like the feeling that the richest man in China on the earth was suddenly killed with money one day.

Absurd, ridiculous!

There's a dark, fairy tale sense of absurdity.

That's the saint Shura. That's the saint Shura on the seventh level of the ancestral holy land. That's the saint Shura that breaks through four or five small realms by comprehending the monument of Wudao God!