Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

In his bloody purgatory, Chen Xuanfeng's strength has been weakened by at least three times.

The bloody purgatory this time was enough to completely wipe out Chen Xuanfeng.

Damn it! I will never die here!

Chen Xuanfeng's face was full of hideous colors, and he roared frantically.

When his deity wanted to escape from the sea of ​​blood purgatory, that blood-colored light had already bombarded his deity.

Click "Zero Six Zero"!

Only heard the sound of broken bones, that deity collapsed instantly, turned into a sky full of flesh and blood, and dissipated in the air.

Pouch!

When Chen Xuanfeng's deity died, he also suffered backlash. He opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full-round, and he looked at his deity in disbelief, completely destroyed by the bloody light.

Chen Xuanfeng's clone died, and Chen Xuanfeng was also in danger.

The blood of the blood sea purgatory is not only toxins, but also highly corrosive. If it is not treated in time, even a god can hardly resist this terrible blood corrosion.

Moreover, in the blood sea purgatory, there are countless blood scorpion clan powerhouses, as long as his deity is killed, other blood scorpion clan powerhouses will continue to emerge and drown him.

In this way, Chen Xuanfeng will undoubtedly die!

Damn it! I can not be reconciled! I, Chen Xuanfeng, how could I fall here!

Chen Xuanfeng, you now have no choice!

The tone of the blood scorpion emperor was cold and merciless, full of thick ridicule.

When Chen Xuanfeng heard this, he was furious.

Damn it!

Chen Xuanfeng looked up to the sky and roared.

The next moment, a black cloud suddenly appeared above his body.

The black clouds rolled, endless magical energy, diffused out of them, and enveloped the entire sky.

In the dark clouds, there were blood-colored arcs hidden, as if blood pythons were tossing.

In the dark clouds, there are still quaint and vicissitudes of palaces, palace after palace, as if connected to the endless abyss of void.

Blood Purgatory!

Chen Xuanfeng roared, the black clothes on his body screamed without wind.

In the next moment, his hands quickly pinched.

Suddenly, black clouds condensed in front of him, and finally formed a huge cage, covering his figure. 0

snort! Do you think you want to trap me with a bloody purgatory? You are dreaming!

Chen Xuanfeng snorted coldly and said: Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!

The next moment, Chen Xuanfeng pinched his hands, one after another obscure imprints flashed out of his hands, turning them into dazzling runes.

Those runes, exuding tyrannical fluctuations, seemed to have great power, and it was daunting.

Hum!

When those runes formed a peculiar pattern between Chen Xuanfeng's hands, a shocking look appeared in the eyes of the blood scorpion emperor.

This, is this... a blood curse! ?

The emperor of the blood scorpion clan widened his eyes and his face was 4.6 shocked.

Blood curse? snort! I had long expected that your bloody purgatory would have a forbidden secret technique! However, in front of me Chen Xuanfeng, this so-called blood curse is a joke at all!

Chen Xuanfeng's face was full of arrogance, and he said with a sneer.

The blood curse is a supernatural power of the blood scorpion tribe.

Only a few people can cultivate. .

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