Although Pang Long was hiding in the cauldron, he was hit by thousands of punches like this. The huge force impact passed through the Shennong cauldron, and some of it fell on him. If it was just a few punches, it would be fine, but this indigenous man seemed to be tireless.
, endlessly.
No one can bear this change.
Chen Yan punched too fast.
One second can reach hundreds of punches.
This has reached a superposition of forces and formed a resonance.
"No, I can't continue hiding in there."
"The Shennong Cauldron is damaged. If this continues, this innate magic weapon will be useless. Then I will be the turtle in the urn."
"Made, I am an immortal, but I ended up being so aggrieved. How could I have ended up in this situation if I were in the immortal world?"
"Xuantian Divine Python, bloodline is burning."
"Possessed by demon gods, strengthened a hundred times."
Pang Long's anger was like the fire of the nine heavens, which could not be quelled.
In order to deal with Chen Yan, he actually burned his own blood essence, which was simply outrageous.
"Boom!"
Another impact.
This time the Shennong Cauldron was smashed and rolled over.
Pang Long came out of the cauldron, holding a purple blood sword, and stabbed Chen Yan in the heart.
This is Pang Long's prepared attack.
Although there is no law of heaven and earth, it contains thirty-six kinds of secrets of swordsmanship and opens up his unique realm of Xuantian Divine Python.
quick!
Too fast!
"puff!"
The purple sword light flashed into Chen Yan's heart.
A sword pierces the heart.
"No!" Bai Jia shouted in pain.
The fat bird's eyes widened and its wings flapped in the air.
How could it be?
Just now they were beating Pang Long one-sidedly, how could it become like this?
"Boss, boss..."
The younger brothers were all nervous and desperate.
If Chen Yan dies, all the younger brothers will be destroyed.
"Aboriginal boy, now you know who has the last laugh, right?"
"You're a trash ant like you, do you think you can kill me? It's a joke!"
"Die!"
The purple light sword in Pang Long's hand stirred violently.
Chen Yan's body was shaken violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
But at the same time, his hands suddenly pinched Pang Long's neck. Blood spurted from his mouth, but a strange smile appeared on his face: "An ant can kill an elephant! This time, I want to thank you for your help."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Pang Long was stunned.
At this time, I felt that Chen Yan's aura was not only not weak, but was even rising.
In his heart, there is golden light hovering and runes flowing.
There are more and more runes.
The golden light becomes more and more prosperous.
All formed a golden vortex.
"What...what is going on?"
"Impossible! I have clearly broken your heart with one sword, why are you not dead yet?"
"Die to me, die to me!"
He stirred the sword desperately and pierced with all his strength.
One sword, another sword, another sword.
However, it felt wrong in the hand, as if it was stabbing in the air.
Bai Jia widened her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and smiled through tears: "If you don't break, you won't stand. Break your true self and rebuild your golden body. This is a breakthrough. He is not dead, he is still alive. It's great, it's great...
..."
Knowing that Chen Yan was still alive, Bai Jia was so happy that she even spoke a little confused.
She stood up suddenly, and drew her long sword out of the soil in the air, shooting towards Pang Long like a stream of light.
"roll!"
Pang Long roared, and the soul of the immortal enveloped Bai Jia with pressure.
Chen Yan's eyes were cold: "Your opponent is me! Hegemonic body treasure technique, possession, you die!"