Chapter 217 Great Wasteland

Now, if Jia Chen continues to pretend like this and tolerates and let Luo Wanli be seriously injured because of himself, then Jia Chen may blame himself for life. I'm afraid Jia Chen doesn't think he is a man.

In the strong wind, the black clothes bulged, and the black air all over the sky was like a demon. Jiachen's repeated black hair flew behind him. I don't know when Jiachen's bronze mask had disappeared. When the familiar face, the red blood eyes appeared in the world again, everyone looked at this scene incredulously.

The uncontrollable momentum broke out like a landslide. At this moment, the earthquake shook, and the huge rocks were about to collapse. It was originally in the battlefield of Luo Wanli and Kuazhen, but there was a tragic and murderous atmosphere.

Out of thin air, Jiachen stood quietly beside Luo Wanli. When the big hand began to condense, when the fingerprints formed and appeared in the void, the spiritual power of heaven and earth controlled by the golden black tripod rioted again and gathered towards Jia Chen's body like a storm. Suddenly, it covered the sky and the sun, and the golden black tripod radiated The red sky became dark in an instant. In the darkness, only Jia Chen's bloody eyes made people scared.

When a black and a purple seal appeared in the air out of thin air, a heavy feeling of suffocation suddenly pressed on everyone's hearts. Only then did they realize that it was the bloodline of the demon, and it was the bloodline of the demon that suddenly disappeared, which appeared in everyone's vision again.

The exaggeration seemed to be stunned. He could only stare at the two big seals of black and purple like mountain thunder overlapping one after another. After the overlap, the big seal actually increased by one point again, and the whole big seal was shining with two kinds of black and purple.

"The blood of the devil! I must smash you to pieces today!" Regardless of the shock in his heart, as the first to react as the exaggeration of the saint of the day by day, his steel teeth were broken, and anger erupted from his eyes. The purple fire of the golden black tripod swept the sky. With the roaring wind sweeping the world, the Jinwu tripod suddenly turned its direction and suppressed it heavily to the Gachen in the air.

In the face of the strong day-by-day gate saint, the expression on Jia Chen's face was always the same as at the beginning, calm and calm, but there was a domineering ambition to despise the world in peace.

When the overlapping big seals hit the Jinwu tripod heavily, the world sounded at this moment, like Hongzhong Dalu knocking heavily in people's minds, and the onlookers a few miles away were shaken and bleeding at the same time, and all sides were like gold, and the saints who had been ready to move at Jiachen's feet. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, which was also shocked by this huge shock force, and they retreated one after another. Their shocked eyes looked at Jiachen, who was like a demon god in the air, as if he had been hit hard.

Kuazhen never thought that Jiachen would have such a fighting power. Unexpectedly, he suddenly retreated quickly, but he still could not eliminate the shocking anti-shock power. Purple fire and black gas intertwined and collided between heaven and earth, and energy waves flattened the mountains.

Even if the strength is as strong as exaggeration, at this moment, the aura in the body is surging, the breath is unstable, and the face suddenly becomes pale. If it hadn't been for the exaggeration, I'm afraid that the blood held in my throat would have been sprayed out.

"Day by day, I remember you. I have no time to pester with you today. Next time I see you, my demon Jiachen will challenge you in person! Don't forget that you are the one who wants to kill me!"

The sound of Langlang penetrated layers of energy fluctuations and accurately entered everyone's ears, extorting the whole person with shock and anger. It has not reacted from the dramatic changes just now. When the chaotic spiritual fluctuations gradually dissipated, Jia Chen and Luo Wanli have disappeared on the transmission array to Dahuangzhou, thinking that I can't catch up with you.

"Grass!" The extremely daring exagger suddenly cursed, smashed the heavy void, and smashed the ground out of dozens of meters deep rock pits, which showed the anger and unwillingness at this moment.

"Magic body Jiachen! I swear to God that I will smash you into ten thousand pieces!" This sentence was said with his teeth gritted.

It seems that he has forgotten the red eyes at the corners of his mouth and stared at the man in front of him, the man who took himself into his arms with one hand. The mature and unique man's breath made Luo Wanli this dazzling, the same quiet, not noisy, not flashy, especially the eyes like a deep water. For a moment, Luo Wanli felt as if she had fallen into it.

For the first time, she was held in such a domineering arms by a man. For the first time, she had such close contact with a man, but Luo Wanli did not have any discomfort or panic. Her intuition was that all this was so natural and rejurifying.

" calm down, Jia Chen, you must calm down!" The expression on Jiachen's face is so calm, but Jiachen's heart has become a pot of porridge. Luo Wanli may not know that this is also the first time that Jia Chen has been in such close contact with a woman. It seems that he can feel the sound of the heartbeat, as if he can smell the direction of the empty valley orchid, which makes people intoxicated and feel the one in his arms. The warm and slippery body feels the carcass wrapped under the layers of gauze. Jiachen is not a saint. He also knows that he is now holding Luo Wanli, the first beauty in Los Angeles.

In order to face the embarrassing situation in front of him, Jia Chen turned his attention to the surrounding scenery. Now the two have come to the Great Wasteland, the oldest and most mysterious Great Wasteland in the legend.

Looking around, what you can see is a desolate and grassless desert. Above the endless Gobi Desert, there are all rock fragments of different sizes. In the accumulation of years, the edges and corners of the fragments of rock are polished to smooth, and the wind-eroded earth piles stand in front of the world in various postures. There are shrubs above the desert. The dwarf vegetation is growing so tenaciously.

At this moment, the sun sets and dusk, the golden light renders the whole sky golden red. Under this golden red sky is an endless earthy desert, and the place where heaven and earth meet has merged into a straight line.

"The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the long river sets and the sun is round." The ancients' words vividly describe the scene in front of Jia Chen at this moment. Occasionally, a strong wind blows between heaven and earth, and grains of sand and dust are raised in the wind, making people have to narrow their eyes and move forward.

At the very sight, there is occasionally green embellishment in the desolate desert, which is the extremely precious oasis in the desert. The desert is not the same as the desert. The desert is a kind of desert, and the desert is mainly reflected in its desolate environment.

Above the desert is full of gravel and hard soil. The surface of the Great Wasteland is not flat, but undulating. The hills and barren mountains made of gravel and sand are all over the earth. The Great Wasteland turned out to be really a desolate state, and Jiachen has only understood it until now.

With such a disconcerence, Jia Chen naturally became much more natural, and I don't know how long he had been flying. It was not until the begling of the bee in his arms that Jia Chen suddenly woke up and hurriedly found the back of a hill, and then stopped.

When the warm feeling in his arms disappeared, Jia Chen even had some reluctance, and the faint fragrance left his body. Now Jia Chen seems to understand the reason why women are so important to men.

At this moment, Luo Wanli's face was red, her head was lowered, and even her pink neck was already red, and she lowered her head and said no words.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward. At this moment, Jia Chen was also at a loss, but he didn't know how to break the awkward atmosphere, so he had to stand still. He should know that Jia Chen's love life is absolutely zero, and he knows what to do.

"Just now...thank you." Finally, Luo Wanli took the lead in breaking the silence and said softly in a pleasant voice. Although the voice was as thin as a mosquito, it was enough for Jia Chen.

"Ha ha, thank you for helping me." Jia Chen scratched the back of his head and smiled.

At this time, Luo Wanli shook her lips gently and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it. It seemed a little difficult.

"Oh, that's right." At this time, Jia Chen hurriedly took out the emerald that was become a Heluo god stone by Luo Wanli. "Your chain of Heluo can't compete with the exaggerated Jinwu tripod for this reason."

Luo Wanli nodded, "Well, the Heluo God Stone is the soul of the chain of Heluo. Without the Heluo God Stone, the chain of Heluo is equivalent to losing its soul. Even if it is an imperial weapon, it is just a vain appearance."

"Should I thank Mr. Chen, or should I thank the demon Jiachen?" Luo Wanli suddenly raised her head, and her delicate and sharp chin exuded infinite **, with a mischievous smile.

"Call me Jiachen." Seeing the smile that made the flowers pale, Jia Chen was also in a good mood and said lightly, "I didn't expect you to disguise yourself so well that you didn't see that you were the Holy Lord of Luoshenmen."

"What about you? Isn't the disguise better than me? Luo Wanli smiled and asked rhetorically.

"Haha..." The coincidental laughter came out of the sky and penetrated into their hearts.