The Three Worlds

"Go!"

Duan Jinghun's face was solemn, and he ignored these people.

He just protected Qin Wudao tightly.

Keep retreating.

For him, anyone on the field could die, but Qin Wudao must not be in trouble!

On the other side, Jin Chanzi was besieged by more than a dozen fighting spirits.

Among them, there was a terrifying fighting spirit with a body length of three thousand feet, which was extremely terrifying.

This fighting spirit was dark all over, and there was a broken breastplate hanging near the heart.

"Shh..."

This fighting spirit grinned and spit out a breath of turbid air, and then his eyes immediately became fierce.

I saw it shaking all over.

The speed burst.

It was extremely fast and bit Jin Chanzi's head fiercely.

"Get out of here!"

Jin Chanzi's face changed wildly, and when he retreated, he shot with a flick of his finger.

Suddenly, a ray of dragon light fell.

It was extremely sharp and cut the sky.

Huh!

Jin Chanzi's attack was like a slash into nothingness, without hurting the opponent at all.

The ancient war souls belonged to the Netherworld Soul Clan.

Ordinary attacks could hardly hurt them.

Only the most rigid and masculine power could work on them.

"Roar!"

The black war soul roared, and when he looked at Jin Chanzi, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

It stretched out its hand and clapped.

Endless evil spirits spread out, turning into a giant palm, and slapped Jin Chanzi hard.

Bang!

Jin Chanzi fell, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale, and his eyes showed despair.

"Roar!"

The war soul roared, a hideous look flashed across his face, and he ran straight to Jin Chanzi at a very fast speed.

"Am I going to die here?"

Jin Chanzi smiled miserably, shook his head, and closed his eyes.

Bang!

But at this critical moment, a roar suddenly spread.

Su Chen moved his body, like lightning, and appeared in front of Jin Chanzi.

He punched out!

The most rigid and masculine power fell with a bang.

Bang!

The three thousand feet long fighting spirit had a flash of fear on its face, and before it could react, it was immediately blown away.

"This..."

Jin Chanzi opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"Brother Su, I owe you two favors!"

"You go first, I'll cover you!"

Su Chen didn't say much, and stepped forward to kill the three thousand feet long fighting spirit.

He was a man of his word.

Since he said that he wanted Jin Chanzi to leave here safely, he would do it.

Although Su Chen had not expected the appearance of the ancient fighting spirit before, the current situation was not bad.

After all, the 'Ancient Dragon Elephant Art' he practiced was the most rigid and masculine power, which restrained these ancient fighting spirits to a certain extent.

With a bang!

A shocking battle broke out!

Storm after storm, sweeping across the eight directions!

He, alone has more than a dozen ancient war souls!

He, one man can block the pass of ten thousand men!

He, the god of war is unparalleled and never gives up!

He is Su Chen!

A brilliant existence, like a god of war!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The nine punches of the god of war, fierce and booming.

Su Chen punched out in succession, directly knocking away all the war souls that surrounded him.

These ancient war souls are immortal.

No matter how badly they are injured, they will recover in an instant.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

More and more ancient war souls are stimulated and kill Su Chen, with murderous aura.

"Brother Su, hurry up!"

Jin Chanzi looked extremely anxious and waved his hand.

A huge light burst out from the Xunlong Tianpan.

In an instant, a ten-thousand-foot golden dragon flew out of the air, helping Su Chen block most of the war souls.

"Let's go!"

Su Chen looked at Jin Chanzi gratefully.

The two of them retreated together.

Without hesitation, they immediately headed straight for the exit of the ladder in the cloud.

The so-called dragon veins and the so-called good fortune, in the face of this life-and-death crisis, have become insignificant.

Everyone.

Just want to save their lives!

Just want to leave here alive!

If they don't have any lives.

No matter how many good fortunes and treasures they have, what's the use?

As long as the green mountains are there, there is no fear of running out of firewood!

Everyone has only one thought in their hearts, that is-

Run, run, run!

Run quickly!

Run as far as you can!

After escaping, think of a way to deal with these ancient fighting spirits.

On the field, screams were heard one after another.

Qin Wudao and others were fleeing in a panic.

Some people were slow and died directly in the mouths of fighting spirits.

"Hmph..."

Duan Jinghun's face was so gloomy that water could drip out. This trip was really a heavy loss.

Although he was powerful, he could only protect Qin Wudao.

Without his protection, it would be difficult for others to escape.

"Ah..."

Another shrill scream was heard.

One of the tribesmen had no time to dodge, and was bitten on the neck by a chasing war spirit, and sucked fiercely.

In an instant, all the essence in his body was sucked clean.

Qin Wudao watched this scene from a distance, his face was extremely pale, and he kept retreating, heading straight for the exit of the cloud ladder.

At this time, there was only one tribesman left beside him, and that was Hou San.

Duan Jinghun was about to escape while protecting Qin Wudao, but was spotted by the Ancient Soul King.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Duan Jinghun controlled the 12-grade rose stand and fought with the Soul King.

The terrifying collision storm shot out and swept in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the yellow sand in the sky was turned into dust and ashes.

The ancient Soul King was too terrifying.

One punch to suppress the world!

One force to suppress the eternity!

Duan Jinghun was beaten to cough up blood.

"Go, I can't stop it!"

An anxious roar came out.

Qin Wudao couldn't help but shudder and fled desperately.

On the other side, Su Chen and Jin Chanzi were rushing on the road frantically, and they were about to escape to the exit of the cloud ladder.

But at this moment, the three thousand feet long fighting soul shook suddenly and appeared directly in front.

"You go first!"

Su Chen glanced at Jin Chanzi, without any hesitation, stepped on the ground, the divine light surged, the blood and energy suppressed the mountains and rivers, and immediately fought with the three thousand feet long fighting soul.

"Brother Su, don't get entangled with these guys, go!"

Jin Chanzi flew backwards and shouted urgently.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on!"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and he punched down as he stepped forward.

The Black Mountain Sea of ​​Thunder exploded.

Endless divine thunder swept over, rolling up black mountains one after another, and directly killed the black fighting spirit.

"Roar!"

The black fighting spirit roared continuously, and flames ignited around his body, and the evil spirit was overwhelming, and he hit out with a palm.

Bang!

A river formed by the gathering of death evil spirits rushed over.

When it fell, it immediately collided with the Black Mountain Sea of ​​Thunder.

Boom!

A loud noise was heard, echoing in all directions.

Su Chen and the black fighting spirit retreated together.

But at this moment.

From all directions, countless fighting spirits roared and entangled Su Chen tightly, making him unable to leave.

"It's really a thorn in the flesh!"

Su Chen frowned and had to go all out to fight with these fighting spirits.

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