The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison

"No, Human Race!"

Zhen Yuanzi was deeply saddened, and he didn't delay at all at this time.

Chen Chang was dead, and for the human race, it was definitely the end!

Above the East China Sea, Ao Qing also roared and went straight to the human race.

No matter what, the human race must be preserved!

In the heavenly court, countless demon clans have gathered.

At this moment, the place of explosion.

Countless scattered golden lights slowly converged.

A figure appeared in it.

"Hahaha!"

"Chen Changsheng, I admit that you are crazy enough."

"You want to die with me!"

"But this seat is the corpse of a saint, you can't kill me!"

The corpse was brought back to life!

Western Lingshan, Zhunti sneered.

The location of the saint is not surprising at this time.

How could it be so easy to kill the corpse of a saint?

"It turns out that the corpse is fine!"

"Under such power, he didn't even die!"

"It's a pity that Chen Changsheng died, and his death was all in vain."

At this time, no one noticed that.

Among the boundless ruins, above Chen Changsheng's body.

A drop of blood slowly dissipated.

"The word secret..."

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With the consumption of a drop of blood essence, countless energies emerged from the void.

Countless avenues were densely covered around Chen Changsheng.

Vitality abounds between the avenues.

All over Chen Changsheng, the power of the Great Dao surged.

Broken flesh, bones, mana consumed, aura.

At this time, they are recovering rapidly, as if turning back time.

In an instant, all the injuries on Chen Changsheng's body disappeared, his mana recovered to the peak, only a drop of blood essence dissipated without a trace.

Standing in the ruins at this moment, Zhunti corpse looked at the sky.

"How... how is it possible!"

"Under such great terror, the sage's corpse will not die, and it can still be said in the past."

"Then Chen Changsheng, why is he still alive at this time!"

When Chen Changsheng recovered, there were naturally countless people who found Chen Changsheng standing in the rubble.

At this time, Chen Changsheng's aura was round and unharmed, his mana was full, and he didn't even look like he was about to die.

Even more thorough than the recovery of Zhunti's corpse!

Because, under the explosion, the countless phantoms behind Zhunti's corpse were instantly annihilated.

At this time, although the corpse was fine, his breath was slightly unstable.

Obviously not as complete as Chen Changsheng's recovery.

"impossible!"

Styx, who was rushing to tear the void, widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

Under such great terror, any quasi-sage will surely die!

But at this time, Zhun mentions that the corpse is safe, and Chen Changsheng is also safe!

how is this possible!

Styx stayed in place, and a chill surged in his heart.

How many means does a mere human race have?

Under such great horror, can he be resurrected in an instant?

In the demon clan's heavenly court, countless assembled celestial soldiers could not wait for the demon emperor's order.

"Bastard!"

"Damn Chen Changsheng!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, Taiyi smashed countless palace ornaments with one palm, and his anger was rising.

Di Jun's face was gloomy. Under such a crisis, Chen Changsheng couldn't even die.

How to get rid of this scourge in the future for your own demon clan!

If Chen Changsheng is allowed to grow again, how can the human race stop teaching, how to suppress | suppress! How to become the lord of the floods!

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, Di Jun also looked ashen.

With a grim face, he squeezed out a few cursing voices from between his teeth.

In Western religions, Zhunti is as black as the bottom of a pot.

His own corpse was in the middle of the battlefield, and he saw with his own eyes that Chen Changsheng was injured by the explosion of boundless power.

Even, the soul is broken, it is impossible to survive!

His corpse was unharmed, and that's why he was able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai before, the corners of his mouth raised.

But at this time, Chen Changsheng was also safe!

On the contrary, 18 is himself, and the countless wishes of the corpse have been annihilated, and it is difficult to recover.

At this point, how can you not be angry!

In the Palace of Eight Views, Taishang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Under the Tai Chi map, a drop of blood essence appeared on Chen Changsheng's body, and then the blood essence dissipated, but it triggered the power of countless avenues.

The power of the Great Dao restored Chen Changsheng to his original state, no matter his injury or energy.

This kind of magical power is similar to completely mastering the avenue of time, traveling through the long river of time.

How can Tai Shang not be surprised at this time!

Such supernatural powers are Dao supernatural powers, which are pinned on the Dao.

In Penglai Biyou Palace, Tongtian's complexion changed at this time.

He was still furious just now, but all restrained at this time.

"Hahaha! As expected of my disciple, no wonder he rushed out like this."

"it is good!"

Tongtian stroked his palms and laughed, and at this time sat on the high platform again.

In the immortal island of Penglai, the thousands of disciples of the sect, looking at the cloud mirror, Chen Changsheng looked unharmed, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Yun Xiao and others, all the anger on their faces has subsided, and they are all worried at this time.

At this time, San Xiao's pretty face was still wet with tears, and he saw Chen Changsheng standing on the ruins safe and sound.

Only then did he smile, and hang a trace of joy.

"Elder Brother, it's amazing!"

Looking at Chen Changsheng standing in the ruins of Wan Wan Li, facing the corpse of the saint alone, he was not afraid of Chen Changsheng.

I don't know which disciple it is, and sighed at this time.

Countless disciples nodded one after another, filled with emotion.

This is my big brother!

In the Kunlun Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi's complexion changed again.

Chen Changsheng had too many cards!

Even so many, he was surprised.

The more this is the case, the greater the threat this child poses to the teachings!

But at this time, he could only sigh lightly.

After all, Chen Changsheng was a disciple of the Interceptor, a disciple of Xuanmen, and his own nephew.

Thirty-three days later, Nu Wa raised her brows and stood in front of the Wa Palace.

"Such magical powers, Dao's magical powers."

Looking at Honghuang, Nuwa murmured after a while.

Shocked.

A quasi-sage can use the Great Dao Divine Ability, or the Time Dao Divine Ability that even these saints have never had!

This quasi-sage is a human race born within 600,000 years.

Created by yourself!

How could she not be shocked at this time.

Zhen Yuanzi and Ao Qing were also in mid-air at this time.

Chen Changsheng didn't die, and it was the same as last time, which made the two of them embarrassed and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! As expected of a little friend."

"If you can survive under such power, what about the corpse of the saint?"

At this time, the two fell on the top of the mountain and did not return to their respective dojos.

Above the ruins, Chen Changsheng slowly flew up, separated from the corpse of Zhunti by a million | miles, and looked at each other.

"You're not dead yet!"

Zhunti Evil Corpse looked at Chen Changsheng, gritted his teeth and said, the look of shock and anger in his eyes, he didn't hide it at all.

Boundless anger rose up, straight into the sky.

Facing Chen Changsheng at this time, his eyes were full of desire to kill and then hurry up!

"You're not dead, life is hard!"