My Sister is Tianzun

Chen Ze felt this broken bone, somehow he felt a familiar feeling in his mind. As if something in the body has been mobilized.

He turned to look straight at the people. Xie Xingchen was surprised when he saw the golden scales on Chen Ze's cheeks and eyebrows flashing: "You actually fell into a demon!"

"Humans have evil, demons have good. Although I am unwilling, I don't feel depraved. Xie Xingchen, you have too many conspiracies and tricks to harm people. Compared to being a human being, how are you like me. Don't use race to distinguish good from evil. !"

Chen Ze actively stirred with two fingers, and the jade-like real keel kept tempting Xie Xingchen. At the moment he was distracted, Chen Ze actually threw the true keel to him: "Take it!"

Um?

Xie Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, that is, at this moment Chen Ze seized the opportunity to rise up, and the biting offensive instantly enveloped Xie Xingchen!

Originally, Chen Ze's combat power was unmatched, but now in this strange fire, every blow is like a cohesive immortal determination. With the power of a punch, Xie Xingchen smashed out of his body, rolling more than fifty meters before he could stop his body.

Enduring the severe pain, he was about to get up, but he felt a foot already on his chest. Xie Xingchen struggled several times without success, only feeling that the coercion of that foot was more terrifying than the vision.

"Chen Ze..." At this time death was imminent, Xie Xingchen himself did not expect that he would be so calm. From the face, "Sigh, my master failed to kill you that day, otherwise how can you let you be rampant today."

Chen Ze looked at him condescendingly and indifferently: "Our two accounts are settled first. As for the old man, I will ask him to settle the matter!"

puff!

With force under his feet, Chen Ze abolished his cultivation base, and within a few breaths of time, Xie Xingchen was reduced to ashes.

Chen Ze wished to get the second handful of undamaged sacred soil. At this time, he had two holdings of Divine Earth and one holding of abandoned Divine Earth, which could be used to fill up that piece of Taoist artifact and refine a fake Taoist artifact.

He had personally repaired a fake Taoist artifact, and the deterrence was not comparable to the immortal artifacts he refined. Therefore, Chen Ze is very yearning for the pseudo-Daoist, this time he tried with the fragments of the Taoist. If he has experience, in the future, he plans to refine a pseudo-dao device that fits him.

Boom boom boom...

The war continued in the distance, and Chen Ze approached a little bit, vaguely seeing the three people driving the magic weapon blasting each other, causing the surrounding flames to keep rolling, and the danger was high.

When Chen Ze saw this, of course he didn't want to get close to looking for bad luck. With his luck, he could not figure out what moths would come out when he approached the source soil.

It's better to wait for the beard in the dark to save time, effort, and risk.

Fan Hui was being forced by the two to feel uncomfortable. Although he was the eighth master, Yang Xuan was ninth, and his cultivation level was comparable, and Wu Ranyan, who was the twelfth, had no difference in attitude. If this person is used by them, the future can be expected.

"Two despicable men, have the ability to fight alone!" he shouted.

Yang Xuan was not at all in the slightest, allowing him to instigate a divorce, and the two of them still acted their own way: "Fan Huizheng, you are always arrogant and prestigious, and I just killed you today!"

The two positions completely blocked Fan Huizheng's retreat. Fan Huizheng's back is the source land. The powerful vision has turned it into a taboo. He has no ability to escape from here now.

The offensive between Yang Xuan and Yang Xuan resumed. Fan Huizheng, who had been injured one after another, had to gritted his teeth and turned around: "If you really are Laozi, then you can't help it?"

But seeing him swallow a pill, the blood vessels in his body burst instantly, and his breath increased two or three times.

"Take the secret medicine? It's a pity that you are taking the immortal medicine, the magic medicine is of no avail, die!" Wu Ranyan shouted.

Fan Hui was watching his evil charm with a smile: "It won't help?"

However, he suddenly turned and rushed towards Yuantu.

"No, I didn't expect this servant to be so hot, taking the secret medicine to **** the source soil."

The secret medicine is a kind of pill that can stimulate people's potential and make them exert great combat power. But the sequelae of taking the secret medicine are too great, and it may even cause the cultivation base to be unable to diligently during the life.

Seeing Fan Hui rushing to the side of Yuantu quickly, he turned to look at them with a sneer. At this time, Fan Hui was covered with bloodstains, and the eyebrows were split, and the spirit platform also showed signs of collapse.

He was not afraid of death. But it's really aggrieved to die like this.

"Fan Huizheng, you have taken the secret medicine, and it will be difficult to improve your cultivation in the future. How do you fight with me?" Wu Ranyan laughed.

Fan Huizheng’s evil and enchanting actions are even more mysterious, but he saw him grabbing the golden source soil in his hands: "I really thought I could end well? To pick up the treasure, today I will make a wedding dress for you and send this source soil to you. !"

After all, Fan Huizheng actually threw Yuantu out.

Yang Xuanxinxi was about to take over, but Wu Ranyan's expression changed drastically: "No, this source soil derived vision is a deterrent to Wushuang. You and I are rushed and difficult to resist. I am afraid that the end will not be better than Fan Hui!"

The nerves of the two were tense, and they unconsciously let the source soil treasures sideways, watching Jin Mang disappear into the boundless flames.

Om...

Yuantu disappeared in front of the three of them, and the coercive and awe-inspiring vision remained unmoved, still suppressing the Quartet. Yuanyuan was thrown away, but the vision was still there, deterring them.

"Damn! This vision is not derived from the source soil at all, but the image of the spiritual root here. We have missed the handy source soil for nothing!"

After that, he turned around anxiously in regret, and ran to the place where the source soil disappeared.

No matter who gets the source soil, Chen Ze intends to **** it with black hands. But Chen Ze, who was guarding the periphery and waiting for the three of them to lose their heads and cut Hu, saw that Fan Huizheng rushed to the vision and threw out the precious source soil.

Seeing the appearance of Yang Xuan and the two dodging, Chen Ze guessed Fan Huizheng's intentions.

He didn't think the two of them were too close to the vision and didn't realize that the source soil was actually not dangerous. Seeing Yuantu flying out in a slightly deviated direction, he rushed directly.

Since entering the immortal world, Chen Ze's luck has been very bad, but he couldn't think that he should have such luck today. Not to mention the true keel, now even the source soil flies in front of him.

Chase!

Chen Ze did not hesitate. If you can get the source soil, then use the undamaged divine soil as auxiliary materials, coupled with the fragments of the Taoist artifact, you can definitely refine a fake Taoist artifact to frighten the Quartet!

"That is……"

Yang Xuan was shocked when he saw Chen Ze's back.

"It's Chen Ze! This guy... so despicable, he wants to use us to seize the source soil! If you catch up, you can't let him succeed!"

Wu Ranyan shouted loudly, and rushed towards Chen Ze regardless of Fan Huizheng's life or death.

Fan Hui was unable to hold up under the vision for a long time before his body began to collapse.

He didn't expect that the vision turned out to be a shadow of the spiritual roots. Throwing the source soil did not allow the vision to be transferred, but instead took his own life.

It's a pity that Fan Hui has been conspiring all the way, but in the end he will die like this.

Chen Ze chased the source soil, and felt that something was wrong after only half a mile! This direction is clearly where the real dragon's skull is!

After more than ten breaths, the facts confirmed Chen Ze's thoughts, the source soil shining with gods finally fell on the real dragon skull! Regardless of whether Fan Hui was intentional or unintentional, the source soil here is no less desirable than being under the vision of Linggen.

Chen Ze smiled bitterly, God was really teasing him.

Those people clashed with snipes and clams, and Chen Ze thought he had gotten a good thing, but the source soil just walked in front of him and moved from one Jedi to another.

So sad!

He looked up at the sky, and his thousands of curses converged into the most quintessential two words: I say!