Chapter 643 Burial Array 3

The third move, Hao Chen'ang still hasn't fallen.

There was no smile on Wanliu Feng's face and said ferociously, "Three moves have passed. Let me see how you can calculate the last half of the move!"

Xin Xian looked at Hao Chen's still straight back, lowered his mouth and closed his eyes in despair.

She had long thought about the countless tragic endings that people like her might face, but she didn't expect that Hao Chen Gang would die before her.

She didn't figure out the most miserable and sad ending.

"Big Brother!" He Lianshan shouted sadly and couldn't wait to replace him.

Yu Hanyan sighed and stared at the back of Xiaozhu standing not far from Haochen. Don't go!' She meditated in her heart.

Gingye stood up with his sword. His eyes were wide open, showing an angry and ferocious expression that he had never seen before. Suddenly, he looked back at Qin Yan, waved his left arm violently, and a white jade tripod rolled towards Qin Yan's feet.

"I'll leave it to you." Ge Xinglie said in a hoarse voice.

Qin Yan's eyebrows beat. There is a strange power fluctuation transmitted from the divine jade tripod.

Why didn't I feel this way when I got the Jade Tripod before? What did Ge Xinglie do to Shen Yuding?'

However, even if the song has harmful thoughts at present, Qin Yan has no strength to avoid it. I can only watch the divine jade tripod roll over and stick to my heel. Dong!" With a hallucination-like sound, he seemed to fall into the spring, and his body fell into an extremely comfortable warmth.

He drifted along the gentle water, only felt extremely comfortable all over his body, and the pain disappeared in an instant. He stabilized his mind and let the warm power in the water penetrate into his body and swim around with the remaining aura in his body.

All the pain has disappeared and all the injuries are slowly healing. Qin Yan clearly felt that his bloodline was getting smoother and smoother, and his chest was also surrounded by a large warm breath. The power in the tripod was transmitted in endlessly, until almost every pore of the body was full of vitality, and the old and new wounds were completely healed. He was still not satisfied and tried his best to absorb strength into his body, and he didn't even want to take into account the pain of the meridians. Until the spiritual fire was finally ignited, it began to burn itself, and put the unknown uncontrollable fate in a raging sea of fire.

The secret of giving up life. Take force as charcoal and body as a furnace.

Only such a heartbreaking burning pain can make him hold his head up under the suppression of the power of the Second Avenue.

He slowly stood up, blushing and sweating like rain. When he met Ge Xing's complicated eyes, he smiled softly.

Singing brother, you are smart this time. What demons, monsters, traps and tricks, I will kick you over!

Hao Chen-gang was kicked again.

His upper body bent into a horrible angle, and it seemed that his spine was about to be kicked off, but his legs were still nailed to the ground like nails and refused to fall down.

"Brother Hao, you really didn't let me down. This big meal is worth the money and deserves the aftertaste. From now on, every day, I will miss you..." Wan Liufeng raised his fist to make up for Hao Chenyang. But as he spoke, his smile suddenly froze on his face, and he slowly turned around against the amazing murderous atmosphere behind him.

The vast sword spread out, covering the whole closed space in the cave, and the sword spirit converged into a mountain across the hearts of the wind.

The clothes of Wanliufeng are stimulated by the murderous atmosphere and the hunting vibration.

He stared at Qin Yan, who strode forward and said in surprise, "How do you..."

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Brother Wan, there is also a famous dish worth a thousand dollars, but you have to pay the price!"

As soon as he raised his hand, his deep and arrogant sword spirit shot out, and went straight to the face, throat, heart and yin.

Wan Liufeng waved his arms quickly, blocking all the stabbed sword spirit one by one.

Qin Yan frowned slightly. After the sword was shot out, it was suppressed by the disaster charm and disappeared inch by inch. When it reached the front of Wanliu Wind, there was little power left. Otherwise, according to Qin Yan's expectation, at least he should be forced to be in a hurry.

Since the sword spirit is not good, it's better to get close to the body!

He stamped under his feet, swept up and ran towards the current wind.

The speed was like a gust of wind, which seemed extremely fast in the eyes of others, but Qin Yan was very disappointed. He found that the effect of the life-shabu secret was not obvious, and the power growth was far less than that of the previous times. Probably with his refinement and reaching the realm of Tianyuan, the effectiveness of the life-shaman's formula became weaker and weaker. At present, even if this forbidden skill is used, it still can't surpass the realm of the second decline. When moving, I find that the pace is still extremely heavy, and my feet are bound by the power of disaster on the ground and cannot be detached.

When acting, most of the spiritual power should be used to fight against the suppression power of the eight disasters. It can only be used to deal with Wan Liufeng with blood. The advantage is not great, and I don't know if it can be achieved.

As I thought about it, Wan Liufeng's face with a suspicious expression was already close at hand. Qin Yan suppressed his distracting thoughts, swangling his right hand, and smashed it fiercely with a straight fist without fancy.

Wanliufeng protects his arms in front of his chest.

"Boom-"

A purple suit is like a stone hit by a heavy hammer, flying dozens of feet across several walls, and the sound of hitting the ground and rocks all the way after setting off a large area of smoke and dust.

If the power of this punch is replaced by a steel puppet, it will directly turn into powder in the air.

The blow of land immortals is not something that mortals can withstand, and mortals and iron can't do it.

But the wind is not mortal. His breath did not weaken at all, but after a moment of stagnation, it further expanded, like a red lotus in hell, burning more and more in the fire.

The cold, cruel, bloody and violent dark fog penetrated the smoke and spread to all directions.

Taoist runes symbolizing killing, disaster and death move in the air according to a more exciting rhythm.

"That's right, that's the taste. Now I can finally fully confirm that the man in Guangyi County is indeed you." The sound of Wanliufeng sounded through two or three walls, with a strange trembling sound, like the evil smell coming out of hell.

Qin Yan sneered: "Are you still missing the feeling of being beaten and urinating?"

"That was my first defeat since my debut, of course it is memorable. However, now it seems that you have also used the secret technique of short-term explosive power to win.

"Those who lose are even more disgraceful!"

"The loser is indeed disgraceful, so I will win back openly today!"

The sound of the wind gradually approached, and the hole in the wall behind the smoke showed his outline and walked out slowly.

His whole body has been bathed in a dark flame, and his whole body is as dark and thick as substance. Behind him condensed a tall and dark devil figure, flowing with the same dark flame. His head and corners are magnificent, strong and burly, followed by his every move, like a strange silhouette, but a small part of it is with his body. Fusion.