Chapter 18 The Array of Disaster

At this moment, in the array of disasters composed of seven-headed beast spirits, Jing Chen's eyes closed slightly. At this moment, he seemed to be completely immersed in the surging energy in the array.

It turns out that in this array of disasters, Jingchen is not familiar with it, but it is a powerful power of disaster. If there is a strong man in ancient times, you will know that this power belongs to Shanila, the god of disaster among the seven ancient gods. Of course, in this era, I'm afraid that people who can recognize this power can count it with one hand. Even Rios is just a light voice, but he doesn't really understand what this power is.

Around Jing Chen, there is a little fear in the pupils of those thorned pigs with six-level strength. Although they don't know what they are afraid of, they can clearly feel that in the strange hood, there is an energy that they can't resist or resist. If this energy bursts out Come on, it's enough to slaughter them.

Countless thorn pigs are all crazy. They desperately hit the seemingly meager, but actually extremely strong barrier. They even blur the flesh and blood of their companions. Some thorn pigs were trampled to death. The idea of all the thorn pigs is very simple. Be sure to break before the terrible energy explodes. Bad the strange thing in front of you and kill the human body full of strange smell.

On the huge square, everyone looked at the crazy scene directed by the thorn pigs with a little doubt. They didn't know what was going on in that space and what role the strange secret method used by Jing Chen could play. Why do these horrible and intelligent thorn pigs all attack that layer of barriers desperately? Why can the seemingly weak barriers catch the terrorist attacks of so many thorn pigs?

Unfortunately, no one can tell them the answer to all this. Those thorny pigs can't, and Jingchen can't either. At this moment, Jing Chen, who is standing in the disaster array, still closes his eyes slightly, but his hands are tying complex and mysterious handprints. These fingerprints can't even understand Rios who is well voting the array. But he could feel the terror contained in these fingerprints.

Time is still passing, and this strange scene is still continuing. In the eyes of all the spectators, there is gradually an unbelievable look. It can be seen that those powerful and horrible number of thorn pigs are actually decreasing in a very rapid way, and the source of the sharp decline in the number of thorn pigs is not from Jingchen's attack. It's the beating, but the stinging pigs stepping on each other. Everyone can't understand what happened to these thorn pigs with wisdom. What on earth did Jing Chen do? No one believes that Jing Chen didn't do anything, because this scene was really horrible.

"Master, is this..." or the attic, or the two figures, but in the voice of the servant, there was a trace of fear and doubt.

"The power of disaster, I really didn't expect that this boy has not only the power of devouring, but also the power of disaster. Although I don't know what is around him, I'm sure that this power must be the power of disaster, otherwise it will never make these lowly monsters so crazy and fragile." The figure standing in front of the window said slowly. Although he could not see his expression, it was not difficult to guess from his voice. At this moment, his expression must be extremely solemn.

"How... it turned out to be the power of disaster!" The figure hurriedly took back the words that were about to come out with a little doubt. He would not forget how he was punished when he inadvertently questioned the master's words. Until now, he still shuddered when he remembered the punishment.

He glanced at the figure behind him coldly, and the man who was called the master said slowly, "I'm too familiar with the power of this disaster, back then..." Suddenly, the figure stopped the sound, grabbed the servant behind him, and then the strong black light flashed, and the two figures had disappeared.

The next moment, a dazzling pale golden light rose. In the light, an old man in a white priest's robe came out. Just looking at the old man can also make people feel a kind of warmth. After the old man came out of the golden light, his eyes swept away indifferently. Looking around, he frowned slightly, and the old man muttered, "Run?" Then he snorted coldly, and the pale golden light rose again. When the light dissipated, the old man had disappeared in place.

"Go to hell!" At the moment of this roar, the strange energy group around Jing Chen burst in an instant, and countless strange and indestructible energy oscillated out. Everyone was stunned to look at this scene. They really couldn't believe that it was so small, even some narrow space, that it could be so horrible. Energy, and the level of these energies is obviously not low.

Originally, the thorn pigs that besieged Jing Chen, when they saw this terrible energy tide, they ran desperately in order to stay away from the horrible black torrent. They also wanted to live and did not want to die casually. At this moment, they saw the difference between intelligent life and non-intelligent life. The higher the wisdom, the more intelligent it was. The stronger its desire to survive, the more powerful and fearless those low-level monsters that have no wisdom at all.

The relationship between defeat and pursuit was suddenly changed at this moment. No one expected that for a moment, the whole war situation was reversed by the teenager in the picture. What kind of secret method is this? What a terrible power is this? What on earth is it that made this teenager to complete such a terrible feat? He, Jing Chen, is dissatisfied with two. The ten-year-old teenager turned defeat into victory when everyone thought he was about to be defeated.

Within 100 meters of Jingchen's body, the terrible energy seems to form a field belonging to Jingchen. Any thorn pig that appears in this field will be instantly ground into minced meat. After watching the horrible and bloody scene, many people blocked their children's eyes, but their eyes couldn't bear to leave. After all, they have lived for most of their lives in such a horrible way of slaughter. Not only have they not seen it, but they have not even heard of it.

At this moment, those high-level beast king-level monsters, which are legendary for most people, are like weeds and are harvested by Jing Chen. No matter how Jing Chen harvests the lives of these powerful warcrafts, they can't have a trace of resistance. Such a horrible scene has even been to many beast tide battlefields. People are all scared when they see it.

Horrible energy, as fast as lightning speed, no matter how the thorned pigs escape, they can't escape the pursuit of the young man like death in the picture. Everyone believes that as long as the teenager is willing, it is also such a terrible means. I'm afraid it is not difficult to kill the ninth floor of this tower, but when it is written When the thorn pig was slaughtered, Jing Chen chose to leave and leave the tower fighting space.

Although many people don't understand why Jing Chen didn't continue to break through the tower, they can see such a wonderful scene. All the people watching the battle are extremely excited. They not only witnessed the birth of a genius, but also witnessed the genius's smashing the conspiracy of the undead, not only In this way, everyone saw the countless and exciting scene.

At this moment, the ten conventional magic screens in the sky were all dimmed, and everyone's eyes were focused on the special magic screen. They wanted to see how this peerless genius walked to the sixth floor step by step. They wanted to witness the exciting moment again. They Keep in mind that this experience will be unforgettable for a lifetime. Unfortunately, the special magic screen did not show the wonderful picture of Jing Chen all the way as everyone imagined, but a strange figure appeared, wearing a light gray robe.

The people in doubt took a closer look and couldn't help but be shocked. The figure on this special screen turned out to be the mysterious man in the disappeared gray robe, but at this time, he didn't know whether he had changed a robe or left it before.

"Congratulations, Xiaochen, you are the pride of Tianyan."

The gray-robed man said indifferently. Immediately, the special screen flashed and began to play the wonderful picture of Jing Chen all the way. However, at this moment, many people had no time to look at the picture. They were all meditating on the meaning of the last sentence of the mysterious man.