Chapter 540 Yang Chen dies!
Of course.
at this time.
At a speed visible to the naked eye.
Keep collapsing.
Luck fell.
Luck fell.
Luck fell.
Even though he had fallen to a precarious level, Yang Chen's son of destiny was still there, and he was only one step away from collapse. Chu Xun's eyes naturally flickered with cold light, and he no longer hesitated in his heart, and took the photo lightly with his palm.
"Bang!"
Just a slap.
Evil old man.
die!
"Bang!"
Yang Chen's luck was also shattered. The sustenance in his heart completely collapsed at this moment. The old man and kind master he trusted was so casually killed in the end. He didn't even have room to fight back. It was like casually Squeeze the grasshopper to death and shatter his biggest supporter.
It's his belief.
Produce a huge collapse.
This is also the time.
Luck on the body.
Can't hold it any longer.
Along with it comes disillusionment.
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body staggered backwards. At this moment, he seemed to have aged more than ten years, and his luck suddenly dropped to the level of an ordinary genius.
Fate: Ordinary genius!
…
"Hooraa!"
In the sky.
Vision derived.
The wind howled.
Blood rained down.
The big droplets of blood dripped from the sky, as if the sky was weeping blood and grieving for the fall of the quasi-emperor. That kind of depression affected everyone's soul, and the monks watching the battle in Chenzhou also looked at the sky blankly. , the gorgeous whiteness had already covered everything, and the sudden rain of blood dripped on the tips of their noses and fingers.
"Blood!"
"is blood!"
"Someone is seriously injured!"
Compared to them, Palace Master Cang's mind suddenly sank. The sorrow and lamentation of the sky and the earth, as well as the silent roar, and the howling winds flooded the place, letting him know that there was an injury, and that someone had died. The quasi-emperor is dead!
Looking up at the sky.
Nothing can be seen.
But in his heart.
But there is a constant chill.
His intuition told him that the death of the quasi-emperor was closely related to this battle.
"The Quasi-Emperor has fallen!"
"You quasi-emperor is dead!"
"hiss!"
"What the hell!"
"Why is another quasi-emperor dead?"
The monks in Chenzhou Taoist Palace and Cang Palace were furious. Normally, the Great Saint Realm rarely died except for natural incarnations, but in recent years, the quasi-emperors died one after another, as if there was something very ominous. Enveloping the quasi-emperor realm, masters in the hunter realm made them feel cold all over, with a bone-chilling chill.
The man above had never received these influences. After destroying the so-called 'Grandfather of the Ring', Chu Xun looked at his disciple, and it was up to him to make the final move.
"it's over!"
No pity flashed in Bai Luli's eyes. He looked at the person who had briefly stolen everything from him. His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. The hand of time was once again used by him. In the long river of time, there was a condensed time. The big hand slowly stretched out, as if it wanted to take away all living things.
"puff!"
Yang Chen felt unprecedented powerlessness under this big hand, as well as traces of despair. He was already extremely weak. Not only did he no longer have the blessing of luck, but even his master was dead, how could he be an opponent?
He raised his head weakly, but his face deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was old, forty years old in one moment, and gray hair in another moment, and then his eyes were vicissitudes of life, with thick wrinkles, like an old man who was about to turn off his sleeves, with a stooped waist and bloodless lips. , I want to say it but I can’t say a word.
"Bo!"
His body was shattered by the hand of God and turned into a gust of wind and disappeared here, as if everything in his life had been ruthlessly wiped away by that big hand.
at the same time.
Bai Luli.
The luck of the body.
There has been a clear transformation.
"Buzz!"
before.
His destiny: the villain of destiny!
Sudden promotion: super boss!
It seemed that all Yang Chen's luck had been stripped away and absorbed into his own destiny. Bai Luli was not aware of this change. He only felt that his mind was smooth and his whole body was relaxed, and he finally resolved the knot in his heart; but Chu Xun took this scene into his eyes.
at the same time.
A Lang Lang voice.
Pass it on slowly.
"From today on, there is no Yang Chen in Chenzhou, only Dao Palace Bai Luli!" A voice that could not be disobeyed was conveyed from the chaos, and people could only vaguely see a figure in white standing there.
Suddenly.
Everyone was in a trance.
This sentence means too much.
Yang Chen is dead.
Bai Luli won!
That sentence that there is no more Yang Chen in Chenzhou reveals that the ninth genius on the saint list has completely died, and was replaced by Bai Luli, the holy son of Chenzhou Dao Palace, who is also the future master of Chenzhou!
"Wow!"
There was a brief uproar.
There are constant ups and downs.
As the Palace Master of Cang Palace bowed down, he loudly said: "Congratulations to the Holy Son of Chenzhou!"
Everyone.
Only then did he react.
Nothing wrong with that.
"Congratulations to the Holy Son of Chenzhou!"
"Congratulations to the Holy Son of Chenzhou!"
"Congratulations to the Holy Son of Chenzhou!"
Lang Lang's voice.
Covered everything.
As the leader, Palace Master Canggong has already seen through everything. What Chenzhou urgently needs is a quasi-emperor. This quasi-emperor can be either Bai Luli or Yang Chen, and this battle may be the birth of a quasi-emperor in the end. It's weird, but it's not important anymore. Whether it's the Quasi-Emperor Sheng behind Yang Chen or Bai Luli Sheng, as long as someone survives, it's enough.
Yang Chensheng explained that Chenzhou will have one more ally.
Bai Luli Sheng is almost the same.
As for Yang Chen's sudden rise and his continuous requests for life-extending magic medicine in recent years, as the palace master of Cang Palace, how could he not be aware of and have any clues, but this matter is not important anymore. Chenzhou's new saint The Son is also the only Son settled.
"Victory!"
"Won!"
"My son wins!"
"Hahahaha!"
The bold laughter came from the mouth of the Palace Master, so hearty and excited, and the wanton laughter was so cool and loud, the haze in his heart was dispelled, and there was a high-spirited smile, and That feeling of relief that my son has finally grown up.
In the haziness, he saw a vague figure in the mist, and when Dingqing looked at it, the back of this person was somewhat similar to Elder Chu. Thinking of the vision that had just been born, he understood clearly in his heart, and he quickly bowed and saluted.
But everyone in the Dao Palace only felt that this was a congratulation to the new Holy Son and they all possessed him at the same time.
Of course.
Chu Xun was about to leave.
But his steps were a pause.
He looked up.
Looking up at the sky.
Falling scarlet blood rain.
A drop of red blood.
It fell on the fingertips.
His footsteps paused. Although he had just killed the evil old man and was born, the world was in sorrow and the quasi-emperor died, but now this sorrow was not caused by any old man, and when he slowly looked at it, It landed in the direction of Zhongzhou. A sense of shock was born in his heart, and he murmured: "A quasi-emperor has fallen!"
His mood was just as ordinary people thought. In the past, the quasi-emperor who had seen the dragon but never saw its tail was always aloof, and it was extremely difficult to even meet him. But recently, it seems that there is an invisible catastrophe that has enveloped the quasi-emperor. Realm, specifically watching them hunt, just how long did it take for another person to die.
"too fast!"
Chu Xun murmured, even he felt uneasy in his heart, so much so that he couldn't stay here. His figure took a step away from Chenzhou, while Jiuzhou was also shocked. I don't know how many people were there. He opened his eyes and looked at the blood rain on the sky in shock, and murmured: "Two quasi-emperors fell one after another!"