Today’s Qi Xianer is not the former Qi Xianer. She is completing the transformation of broken cocoon become a butterfly, and she has enough courage to fight against any enemy.

"Treasure golden wheel? ！”
Sikongque’s face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly. He snapped, "Give me all-out attack and completely exhaust her defense. If you don’t give her a chance to leave, you will die!"
Here, Chen Han has taken the opportunity to emerge without coming and surrounded by war, and suddenly he came to JiXianEr’s side.
"The treasure is all kinds of things, and the golden wheel protects the body-points!"
Lightweight refers to the tactic to fly up from her lush fingers, and the golden wheel immediately split into two smaller golden wheels, one of which flew to Chen Han’s head.
With this golden wheel, we have absolute defense. Before the immortal power blessed by the immortal statue is exhausted, even if we are both immortal masters, it is difficult to break through.
Chen cold is not overjoyed, but it is not so cheap under absolute defense, and a brand-new plan is rapidly taking shape in his heart.
"Trap them, quick!"
Even if the speed of the fairy in the sky is seriously injured and the fairy device is different, it can’t compare with the cold of the celestial body, but it is much faster than JiXianEr, who is worse than the relative speed.
Now besieged by each other is not a person, two people at the same time in a heavy siege …
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Chapter 524 over the array of god
"Xianer, I am a descendant of Junlong. Aren’t you afraid?" Chen cold suddenly asked.
"You are my … friend!" The voice of the last two words is very small, but the firmness in her eyes makes people believe that she will always stand on Chen Han’s side.
"What if I’m dressed as a witch secret?"
"You …"
Qi Xianer was obviously shocked, but he nodded without hesitation: "No matter who you are, you are the first person to roast snow chicken for me."
Chen Han nodded, opened the dragon blade across his wrist, and the blood gushed out of the sound of gold and iron, and the sound of his hands roaring echoed in the void.
The dark osteotome with unknown quality, which was handed down by Xingtian’s, exudes a cold and mysterious atmosphere in his hands.
A few elixirs are stuffed into the mouth and constantly give birth to blood, but they are sharp and harsh, like a ghost-called spell floating out of Chen Han’s mouth: "Steal the spirit of the earth for nine days with the power of heaven and earth, and sacrifice with my blood … stealing the sky for the sun!"
Blood sea!
Endless sea of blood!
Sen Ran’s lotus flower spread with Chen Han as the center, and his immortal knowledge was completely blocked, and his power of Yuan Shen was also lost at an alarming rate.
In a blink of an eye, blood fog spread to tens of thousands of meters in Fiona Fang, and more than 20 people dispersed in time, but they could no longer perceive the breath of two people. Only above the sea of blood, there is a person who is exactly the same as Chen Han, but no matter how they attack from beginning to end, no scars are left.
Now even Sikongque was blindsided. The time when the Wu clan appeared was much longer than that of Junlong, and he didn’t know the situation of the Wu clan in his knowledge.
At the very least, Chen Han’s energy is pure immortal power. Unless you are knowledgeable, you can’t contact the witch spell anyway.
"What the hell is this? Who can tell me? " Sikongque stood in the air.
"Kill it!"
"Nonsense, who knows what’s going on inside?"
"Otherwise, what can I do? Immortals can’t find them at all. Can’t they stay inside all the time? "
"Don’t forget that little girl is a clique of Qingtian Sword Sect. If she asks the sect for help at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"Even if we kill that boy, what we did to her will be enough to die 10 thousand times!"
After a brief argument, they had to choose to go in. Because they didn’t understand, no one knew how long this bloody fog would last. When Qi Xianer contacted his master to send out a distress signal, the descendants of Junlong would die, of course. How could they survive in the anger of the Qingtian Sword Sect?
27 people carefully close together, formed a war in advance outside, step by step into the blood fog.
Suddenly!
Just at the moment of entering, the connection between the wars was interrupted out of thin air, and they could no longer perceive each other’s existence.
Chen Lengxiao’s hands made a strange formula, chanting strange spells, and then gently tapped the eyebrows of Qi Xianer with the tip of the osteotome. Suddenly, in this space where fairy knowledge can’t be revealed completely, she has the strange ability to break all the puzzles.
"Can’t they see us?" JiXianEr unavoidably some excitement.
"Can’t see, they can’t form a war, they also have no absolute defense, so …" Chen cold is clearly persuasive tone.
"They are dead!"
My little girl shows an evil smile that doesn’t match her appearance. What do you think is like inheriting the mantle of Chen’s cold, driving a flying sword and flying quickly to a mid-term Luo Tianxian.
Attack!