Chapter 439: Day Exercise

"Zhang Zhongshi, Li Jin, Wang Zucheng,... Damn, why can't I feel the breath of these people!" Just as Shen Chong captured and suppressed the thirty-fourth person, someone finally felt something was wrong.

Three hundred and seventeen people are distributed in a space of nearly a thousand miles. They could have echoed each other, but under Shen Chong's sneak attack, they didn't make a sound, but these hundreds of people are working together to bombard the infinite fairy mountain. If there is a lack of one or two people, the power is not far, but without thirty-four people, you can feel the difference.

When Shen was impulsive, he deliberately avoided the 14 days first, but the disappearance of the breath of the 34 elders still aroused their vigilance.

The first thing that felt something was wrong was the head of these fourteen heavens, Zhu Yingqi. On that day, he also hosted the Wanlian Mountain Haima Immortal Extermination Array besieged the Immortal Mountain.

"There is an enemy invasion, be on guard!" Zhu Yingqi roared, his body did not move, and a light curtain opened to protect himself. In an instant, he penetrated the soul into the great immortal array of Wanshan Zhenhai. The field opened up and tried his best to search.

For a moment, everyone began to be on guard, no longer bombarding the infinite fairy mountain, the mana retreated, and the light of the magic clothes lit up at the same time.

"What's going on? Who is it?"

"Where is the enemy?"

"Brother Chen, it's not good. Why did Brother Chen's breath disappear?"

Hundreds of divine thoughts searched back and forth in the void. Although the range of thousands of miles was not small, under the search of more than 300 divine thoughts, it was also impenetrable. Even a stone crack did not leak, but no trace of Shen Chong was found.

"Damn, I lost 34 elders." Zhu Yingqi shouted, but his heart was a little cold. Who on earth could come and go freely in the great immortal array of Wanshan Zhenhai? He swept away so many people silently, and he didn't know whether these people were alive or dead.

Shen Chong, who is hidden in the dark, is a little funny. Under the search for the mind of many strong people, he has the double cover of the infinite fairy mountain and the thirty-three-day Taoism. As long as he carefully avoids the divine thoughts exercised by the fourteen days, there is no possibility of being found.

Shen Chong swam at will like a fish, jumping into the void from time to time, searching for the next prey like a hunter.

"This Wanlian Shanzong is so strong, but when he encounters a tough figure who is fierce and does not have the burden of the sect, he is not going to be killed one by one. The strength of the sect also depends on the strong people in the realm of the soul. No wonder the confrontation between Qingyunzong and Xuanwu Tower is all the strong people in the realm of the soul.

Shen Chong sighed, moved the void, and his palms poked out again. He had pressed the heart of a god-guarded elder. The elder had the strength to turn the peak of his soul, and his magic clothes on his body had reached the best, but he could not stop Shen Chong's mana invasion at all. The magic clothes and protective body gas had been torn like paper paste. With just one slap, he patted the elder half to death.

Then a black hole sucked the big elder in. Just as Shen Chong was about to disappear again, in the depths of the void, a powerful force was transmitted. The space collapsed and exploded out of thin air. A red-gold fist, carrying unparalleled majesty, hit Shen Chong, and the fist wind shook, with a burst of destruction. The breath of the object bombarded, and the boxing wind had the power to imprison the space, covering Shen Chong's whole body.

"Everything collapses, splits the sea collapses!"

Shen Chong's body was shocked, and he could no longer move the void. He dodged. Looking at the bombardment fist, he felt the suffocating power and fist, and a sense of danger surged up.

With Shen Chong's current power, only the strong man with more than eight turns of the soul can make him feel a sense of crisis. However, Shen Chong is not afraid. After the blessing of the infinite immortal mountain, the origin of his soul has reached the terrible 60,000, even the peak of the soul realm is enough to resist for a moment.

Shen Chong clenched his palm and punched it with one punch.

"Blode it!"

The fists and fists intersect, making a huge roar, the void shakes, and the vitality spreads. Even if there is a suppression of the infinite fairy mountain, the breath will inevitably spread. Shen Chong doubled his strength with a punch from the gods and martial arts. When he was slightly deadlocked, he smashed the red-gold fist.

"Well, what a strong mana." After the explosion of the red-gold fist, there was a little surprised voice, and then the void cracked, and a young man came out, with a slow belt in a jade robe, handsome and elegant, stepping on the void, full of fairy meaning, but there was a trace of evil in his eyes.

The young man looked at Shen Chong and his face was cold: "Who are you? Why do you want to go against me, Wanlian Shanzong?"

"Flying Angel, Xu Cha'an!" Shen Chong learned the appearance and name of the four guardians and the twenty-four flying angels at Peng Wanfei as early as possible, and even some unique skills were clearly understood, and he immediately recognized them.

"Oh, since you know the name of this seat, kneel down and be loyal to this seat. I can forgive your sins." Xu Cha'an said lightly.

"There's so much nonsense!" Shen Chong was not willing to pay attention to it at all. When he spoke, his palms were wrong, and he used his rhinoceros fingers in one hand, and the other palms were used with martial arts. He has seen that this heroic flying angel Xu Cha'an is just a state of soul, even worse than Jiang Dingbang. With his current strength, it is enough to suppress him.

Under the palm of this sword, Xu Cha'an's face changed slightly, feeling that there was a sword wind palm shadow everywhere, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. Shen Chong's power has been beyond his imagination. Although it is only six turns of the soul from the realm, his power is no less than the peerless master at the peak of the soul realm. With his cultivation, there are signs that he can't resist.

However, since he can become the flying angel of Wanlian Mountain Sect, after all, there are still some means. Xu Cha'an's palms are together, and a round of big day flashes behind his head, which makes people dare not dare to look directly. Suddenly, his palm shadow hit in the air.

"It's a good day!"

Martial arts turned into magic power. This set actually has something in common with the martial arts of the gods. It not only resisted Shen Chong's offensive, but also launched a fierce counterattack.

Countless palm shadows tear apart the space, showing the domineering palm of destroying everything.

However, now Shen Chong, the origin of the soul has doubled, and with the martial arts of the gods, the power has doubled. Even if the realm is insufficient, the power has surpassed Xu Cha'an too much. The fists have been painted in the air, and thousands of heavenly track runes have been made. These runes have gathered together and did not become the golden armored god of war, but It condensed into a huge fist, which was also golden, but it was many times stronger than Xu Chajie's red gold fist just now.

With a punch, there was a chirping sound. All the palms of Xu Chajie were broken, and his body flew backwards out. Queen Cang retreated and collapsed.

There is a gap in power, and it is also a matter of course that you lose with one blow.

Poo!

Xu Chajie spewed out a mouthful of blood. He didn't expect that he had lost so fast, and his eyes were shocked.

"Xu Chajie, just because you still want me to submit to you. I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. I'm missing the origin of the soul now. If I extract your origin, it should be enough for my magic weapon to be promoted. Die!"

Shen Chong did not give Xu Chajie a chance to breathe at all. He swept his arms and had contacted the infinite fairy mountain in the sea of knowledge. He borrowed this fairy weapon to block all Xu Chajie's retreats. With his palms together, he has displayed the secret method of swallowing heaven and earth.

The magic power has turned into a huge black hole, and it is devoured by Xu Chajie.

"What kind of magic power is this!"

Xu Chajie's face was already frightened and angry. He sensed that this huge black hole was devouring his soul, weakening his strength little by little, and under the suppression of the infinite fairy mountain, he could not escape at all.

"No..." Looking at the approaching black hole like a giant beast, Xu Chajie exploded several magic weapons in a row, but was instantly swallowed up by the black hole.

At this time, he has begun to burn his soul. A layer of black flame beats on him and tries his best to break free. However, in a short short moment, he changed from a high fairy to a ferocious evil spirit and tried his best to break free.

"If you want to escape, how can it be!" In Shen Chong's sneer, a green seal has appeared in his palm.

Just as Shen Chong trapped Xu Chajie and was about to urge the seal of heaven and earth to completely suppress it, a fierce sword spirit shot from below.

Wh!

The airflow under his feet surged, and a sword light stabbed out of the turbulence. The sword light was dark and almost tight, but it contained terrible power.