Chapter 19 Dignity

Suddenly, Jiang Chen touched a weak mental fluctuation on the jade tree Qionghua in the east corner. Looking carefully, there was a little hazy smoke in the pile of flowers made of pink and jade.

I found the winter melon!

Ling Xiu's fingers moved to the east corner little by little.

Jiang Chen knew that he could not delay any longer. The idea was launched, and the gun spewed out with dazzling flames and stabbed the spiritual vest.

"Damn, there are five bad slurry here!" Wang Shu screamed and saw a few gorgeous liquid beads dripping in mid-air and was about to fall on the gun. It shook violently, suddenly accelerated, and burst out at an unprecedented high speed, leaving a series of shadows in the air.

"Who?" Lingxiu's face changed. He turned around angrily, and his fingers hurriedly pressed on the sharp tip of the gun.

"Bum!" The tip of the gun touched each other, making a thunderous sound. A drop of blood burst out from the fingertips of the spiritual cultivation, and the gun body trembled. Crossing his fingertips, Kankan rubbed under the ribs of spiritual cultivation, bringing up a series of sprinkled blood beads.

The string line took advantage of the gap and pierced the vibrating mind of the spiritual practice. As soon as it touched the core, it was like hitting a fierce barrier and being rebounded by the other party's strong spiritual power.

This was originally expected by Jiang Chen.

The string line changes with the heart, turning into a string image of thunder and fire, which explodes in the spiritual world of spiritual practice.

The spiritual movement was slightly stagnant, and there was a brief loss of mind. And Wang Shu's gun turned around in mid-air and roared at Lingxiu again. Perhaps forced by the five declines of heaven and man sprinkled in the air, Wang Shu's potential broke out, faster, more intense and more fierce than in the past, like a brilliant streamer.

In an instant, the gun pushed to the throat of spiritual cultivation. Jiang Chen can clearly see the creepy hair on his long snow-white neck.

At the critical moment, Lingxiu raised his finger and blocked it in front of his throat. His fingers cleverly circled into a circle, which just wrapped the tip of the gun and locked it. The starry flames brushed his fingers and splashed fiercely.

But no one can maintain absolute calm in life and death. Another string line took advantage of the virtuality, pierced the spiritual mind, and suddenly exploded, turning into a thin boiling magma, burning brightly.

The spiritual body shape is stiff again. Jiang Chen rushed up from the rear like a ghost, changed the charming tire, and accumulated full of mana with one punch. The dark and light dead spiral tire condensed in the front of the fist, silently imprinted on his back.

"Bang!" The spiritual Xiu's back collapsed inward, his clothes were broken into powder and flew, and his skin and flesh opened and cracked. Jiang Chen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the body of the royal Tianjing was so hard and such a majestic punch that he didn't break through the other party.

The spiritual practitioner roared like a beast and twisted crazily, trying to get rid of Jiang Chen's fist. But Jiang Chen's strings exploded one after another in his heart, launching an endless tsunami-like bombardment, which made him confused.

At the same time, Jiang Chen's body swaying quickly and twisted against his back with a strange and fierce force. The second punch, the third punch, Jiang Chen's fist dazzled out, and each punch accurately bombarded the same part, sending the ghost into death.

The heavenly spirit outside heard the scream of Lingxiu and rushed in.

He strangled him to eat and laugh, drilled out his ears, and killed him into the heavenly spirit group.

"Wife of Donggua, come and see Jiang Chen's prestige!" Wang Shu jumped out quickly and turned upside down like a juggling in mid-air. Tentacles emerged under the hat, entangled the heavenly spirit, and stabbed the venom in.

Aladdin hid behind and beat his chest and feet at the spirits: "This is the great Asura god! Hurry up and kowtow and plead guilty. Really, honest and reliable Aladdin never lies. He is really an omniscient Asura god!"

"Cluck!" Another punch hit the spiritual vest, making a crisp sound of bone cracking. Ling Xiu's face was like gold paper, blood sprayed wildly, staversing forward and falling forward, and the ring could no longer hold the gun. Wang Shu flashed and sank sharply, penetrating the spiritual thighs.

"Papa!" The potholed jade field suddenly cracked, and two colorful jade rings rose, one left and one right, just tightly around Lingxiu's ankle.

Winter melon cooperated!

The time to turn off her engine was just right, and she was caught off guard. She was imprisoned by the jade ring and almost tripped. His feet exerted force, broke the jade ring, and the splashing jade light flashed, recondensing into a ring, tightening the spiritual ankles.

Wang Shu gun took advantage of the situation to go deep into the wound of his thigh, which was as dense as a rainstorm pear blossom, running through the honeycomb-shaped dense wound, and wisps of muscles pulled off like cotton wool.

The spirit body shape shook, and the right leg "ploped" and bent down. He endured the pain, scratched down with one finger, violently pressed the jade ring, and the other finger was like a towering mountain, as heavy as ten thousand, and pressed the gun.

But Jiang Chen attacked from the rear again. A series of charms made him shake forward and backward, his flesh and blood were rotten, and his vest exposed Bai Sensen's broken bones. At the wound, gray-black spots began to ooz out and slowly spread.

The spiritual practice roared and swept forward crazily. Jiang Chen's body moved, clung to the spiritual cultivation, and his fist kept bombarding his battered back. Jiang Chen lurked for a long time before he suddenly attacked, but made up his mind to kill him. Once a master of returning to the ruins like Lingxiu, once he recovers and runs away with all his strength, no one can stop him.

Spiritual practice suddenly moved sideways, jumped forward, turned around, turned upside down, and changed dozens of body methods in a row to get rid of Jiang Chen's entanglement. Jiang Chen also moved sideways, jumped forward, turned around, and turned upside down, just like a maggot attached to bones. Every body change is integrated into the charm of martial arts, which is faster, more strange and unpredictable than spiritual practice. No matter how he flashed left and right, flew up and down, he was entangled by Jiang Chen and bombarded frequently, and he didn't get any gap to breathe.

The distance between the two sides has always been maintained at an inch. Until this moment, the spiritual Xiu did not have time to look back and see who was attacking behind his back.

"Bum!" Jiang Chen punched through the flesh and bones and touched the beating heart of spiritual cultivation. His heart is like an olive. It is covered with a thin layer of lens. Without waiting for the spiritual practice to struggle, Jiang Chen turned his fist into claws, hooked his heart with five fingers, pinched hard, and his heart broke into a ball of blood mist.

Spiritual practice convulsions all over the body. Falling down, he looked at Shu's gun and then passed through his throat. The body rolled more than ten feet. The spiritual repair cover on his head suddenly opened, and a touch of spiritual light rushed out and rushed to the sky. Instantly disappeared.

Not dead yet? Jiang Chen couldn't help but be stunned. The spiritual light clearly wrapped a spiritual practice that had shrunk several times and fled.

This is troublesome. If Lingxiu finds the patriarchs of other royal spirits, and the four ruins work together to encircle and suppress them, Jiang Chen himself will be more or less lucky. Thinking of this, tens of millions of strings are virtualized. Radiation everywhere, the remaining celestial spirit suddenly fell into a violent sky, either killed by lightning, submerged by mud, or cut off by the wind blade not long ago, surrounded by amputated limbs, and the celestial spirit was completely destroyed. There is no living left.

A wisp of smoke curled out of the jade tree and turned into a wax gourd, smiling: "Thank you for removing these villains for Jiang Chen."

"And Jiang Chen!" Wang Shu flipped dozens of somers and jumped in front of the winter melon and shouted excitedly, "Winter, you are the dark library of the treasure house of mystery. Jiang Chen won our gambling game!"

The winter melon blinked cunningly: "You haven't won yet. We agreed at the beginning that we should not only find the dark library, but also enter safely. Now that you have found the dark library. Then please come in." She raised her bright and white arm and turned around lightly. She could see it at a glance and said jokingly, "Master of Thieves, other book lovers are reading: Come on in."

Looking at the smooth skin of winter melon in a daze. Donggua turned his head and said to Jiang Chen, "Yes, there are two old friends who want to see you." She opened her mouth and spit out, and the two of them jumped out. It was indeed Huaiyan and Muyan.

"Ah, I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiao Jiangzi without underwear." Huaiyan waved to Jiang Chen unrestrainedly, with a lazy smile on the corners of his mouth.

His appearance was quite awkward, his hair was scattered, his clothes were ragged, his pierced boots were covered with mud, and there were several scabish scars on his body. Only his expression was free and easy, and he looked like he was not surprised. He couldn't see the anxiety of being hunted and killed at all.

The appearance of wood smoke is not much better. The hairpin is loose, and the golden butterfly pleated skirt is so dirty that you can't even see the color.

"Is this the inheritance of King Asura?" Jiang Chen stared at Huaiyan's forehead and asked. In the center of his forehead, there was a suspended golden hourglass, which blended with flesh and blood, and could not tell whether it was an engraved imprint or a three-dimensional object.

The hourglass exudes a noble and mysterious atmosphere. Countless fine and crystal sand grains flow endlessly at a strange speed that is indescribably fast and slow. After a long time, every grain of sand is like a vast world, constantly changing.

Huaiyan knocked on his forehead and said casually, "It seems so. When we were visiting the Arctic Holy Land, this ghost suddenly flew from the sky, embedded in our forehead, and could not be dug out.

Jiang Chen was stunned: "Dig? Why did you dig it out? This is the top inheritance of King Asura! Even if a pig accepts it, it will immediately become a demon king! You" Jiang Chen looked carefully at the hourglass embedded in Huaiyan's forehead again and couldn't laugh or cry: "You haven't integrated your mind with the hourglass yet? You guys are happy to accept the inheritance of King Asura, and you can step into the ruins. There is no need to run away like a homeless dog!"

"Hey, although your quality is not high, you should also work hard to improve and learn to speak politely." Muyan said dissatisfiedly to Jiang Chen, "What kind of homeless dog? Only dogs chase people. How can anyone chase dogs? Yan Lang is like sweet nectar. What can he do to be attractive? Don't be ashamed of yourself. It's normal not to be as good as Yan Lang.

Yan Lang? Jiang Chen took a look at the arrogant wooden smoke. Has this woman already got it?

Huaiyan rolled his eyes at Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen doesn't like this thing. Why do you accept it? If you like it, you can take it.

Muyan looked at Huaiyan admiringly: "Yan Lang is so elegant."

"Get out of here first. Tianjing will come to you soon." Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. Jiang Chen tried his best to enter the ruins and automatically sent it to Huaiyan, and he abandoned it. The hourglass obviously contains a profound law of time and space, which is mysterious. Unfortunately, it is not compatible with Jiang Chen's bloodline, and it is useless to get it.

Dong Gua hesitated for a moment, looked around reluctantly, and sighed faintly: "That's all I can do. If you don't leave, sooner or later, the five decay of heaven and man will swallow up the whole divine realm.

The group left in a hurry. Huaiyan told Jiang Chen that he and Muyan deliberately came to the Arctic Holy Land to avoid war. The demon army made a big move, and the interior of the Arctic Holy Land was empty, which was also a paradise. Unexpectedly, the sky collapsed, the essence invaded, and Huaiyan obtained the inheritance of King Asura, so the trouble continued.

"There is the purest sandy bloodline on your body, which is a fact that you can't escape." Jiang Chen hesitated for a long time and looked directly at Huaiyan, "Accept the inheritance, in order to live in this end of the world."

"Xiao Jiangzi, you are still so boring." Huaiyan was silent for a while and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder lazily, "The task of saving the world is most appropriate for a guy like you. As for Jiang Chen, at the last moment of the destruction of the world, it is more important to die freely and not against your will than to survive.

"Yan Lang is so strong." Mu Yan's eyes were intoxicated and quietly moved away from Huaiyan's hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder. "Don't live up to Yan Lang's trust in you, work hard to fight against Tianjing, work hard, and don't bother him with dirty things."

Jiang Chen asked puzzledly, "What kind of obscene things did Jiang Chen do?"

"What does this have to do with Jiang Chen?" Mu Yan asked with wide eyes.

Jiang Chen immediately shut up and argued with her that he could only ask for trouble.

"Yan Lang, you're right. He really won't admit it." Mu Yan curled her lips and whispered to Huai Yan. The latter turned his head quietly and looked intently at the empty cities along the way.

"Hui Yan!" Jiang Chen suddenly shouted. This boy must have slandered Muyan in order to get rid of himself.

Huaiyan couldn't take his eyes off, as if he had never heard of it, as if he was intoxicated in the scenery of the broken ruins of the divine realm.

Jiang Chen's mind moved, and the string line quietly poked out, and the heart mirror reflected some thoughts of wood smoke fluctuations: Yan Lang told Jiang Chen that Jiang Chen did not wear underwear and falsely Lai Yan Lang. His private life was rotten. He always liked to pester Yan Lang. In fact, the small shortcomings on Yan Lang were all created by Jiang Chen. Yan Lang was originally perfect

However, there is no fluctuation of desire in the heart mirror. The string line went a little deeper and fell into a vast hourglass. The golden sand grains fell from the vast expanse of the sky and surged from the source of the earth. They penetrated string lines one by one, but extended to Jiang Chen's spiritual world.

The heart mirror shines brightly, covering the fine sand grains and instantly wears out and absorbs it. At the same time, the string lines also slowly decompose in the hourglass.

Jiang Chen and Huai Yan were shocked together. Huaiyan turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise: "Is this your own spell? It can even peep into people's hearts."

"So this is mind reading." Jiang Chen pondered, and the heart mirror that melted the sand began to absorb the mystery. That's another way of using spiritual power.

"Boom!" An empty city collapsed in front of him, and the clouds and fog wrapped in the ruins and surged. The five decay of heaven and man penetrated through the cracked gap, and there were chaotic exclamation in the city.

"Jiang Chen wants to enter the empty city to save them. Everyone is a creature in the divine realm, and you can't die without saving it. The winter melon stopped. He looked down at Wang Shu and said, "Do you dare to go with Jiang Chen?"

"Jiang Chen" looked at the dense dripping five decays of Tianren, and his little face wrinkled into a bitter chrysanthemum. Why doesn't Jiang Chen dare?" He gritted his teeth and roared, "Jiang Chen, give it to Jiang Chen!"

"It's a little bold." Winter melon nodded. He strode to the ruins of the empty city.

"It should be called courage." Huaiyan blinked at Wang Shu, and his body turned into soft sand grains, sliding around the winter melon, wrapping the tall and plump desire tightly.

Jiang Chen followed and jokingly said to Mu Yan, "They are too close."

"Yan Lang is ambitious and would rather sacrifice his appearance. We should also block the decline of heaven and man for her. Muyan shook his head and sighed, "You are jealous. You really think too much about Yan Lang."

"When Jiang Chen didn't say it." Jiang Chenfei also ran away.

"Save Jiang Chen, come and save Jiang Chen!" Jiang Chen wants to recognize the Lord! Humans and monsters are all OK. Who will take Jiang Chen away?" There was a noise of crying father and mother in the city, and all kinds of strange and colorful spirits were panicked and fled everywhere. Dodge the approaching gorgeous**.

"Little dwarf, let's compare again to see who saves more people." Donggua looked at Shu, opened his mouth, and shouted to the monsters, "Come on if you want to live!"

A hazy jade smoke came out of her mouth and did not disperse. Once the monster was shrouded in smoke, it quickly shrank and threw it into her mouth like a nest. The five decays of heaven and man rolled down from the sky one after another, and was immediately shaken away by the sand incarnated by Huaiyan.

The monsters seemed to be drowning people who saw the life-saving straw and rushed to her crazily.

"Compaper!" Wang Shu holds a small stove in his hand. Looking at Jiang Chen full of expectation, he clearly said: Brother, it's time to insert a knife for Jiang Chen's ribs!

Jiang Chen drives the string line and interweaves a dense network around him. Once the heaven and man approach. It was smashed by the string line.

Wang Shu cheered, opened the door of the small stove, shouted and rushed to the monsters: "Jump into the stove!"

One by one, the spirits jumped into the stove and disappeared. Haha, Jiang Chen is much faster than his wife!" Wang Shu was energetic and jumped up and down. The small stove swallowed hundreds of monsters at an amazing speed and ran to a pile of broken walls to the east.

A dozen strange people sat there quietly, looking peaceful and turning a blind eye to the dripping gorgeous ** around them.

"Come on, what are you doing sitting stupidly?" Wang Shu jumped in front of them and urged them.

"Thank you, but I don't need it." A monster slowly shook his head with firm eyes. His bare head was covered with a few green leaves, and his round body was like a red gem, shining.

Wang Shu was stunned: "Are you going to stay here and wait to die?"

These monsters smiled faintly and didn't say anything. Wang Shu had to persuade him again. Jiang Chen felt the hearts of the monsters, shook his head at Wang Shu and pulled him away.

It didn't take long for most of the monsters to be rescued by Wang Shu and Winter Melon. Muyan spread the universe in his sleeves and also collected dozens of monsters. Even Aladdin wrapped a sword-shaped monster with his long nose and fled out with a smile.

The remaining monsters can't avoid it. They have been wrapped in the layers of heaven and man's five decay pulp, howling painfully and struggling, and melting into a gorgeous slurry little by little.

At this time, the collapse of the empty city came from the distance. Donggua and Wang Shu looked at each other and rushed there.

The sky is dark, the earth is hazy, and the ruins of the empty city are gradually fading away behind him. Jiang Chen turned around and could still see the dozen figures sitting with a silent and quiet smile, like solidified stone statues, which were gradually swallowed up by boiling clouds and mist.

A picture flashed in Jiang Chen's mind when they shook their heads and declined to look at Shu.

"Please leave us the last dignity." This is the persistence reflected in the heart mirror at that moment, which belongs to the eccentric pride persistence. In the face of such persistence, rescue can only be an insult.

It was also at that moment that Jiang Chen suddenly understood Huaiyan's persistence.

No matter what kind of bloodline, what kind of life, no matter how great the inheritance of King Asura is, in the depths of his heart, he always believes that he exists as a human being.

That's not an escape, it's just his pride.

So I rejected such a powerful inheritance, so even if the world is broken and the soul is scattered, there will be indestructible things left.

"Please leave Jiang Chen the last dignity." Jiang Chen has seen it that the heart mirror can't be reflected.

Jiang Chen sighed and flew forward, completely giving up the idea of persuading Huaiyan.