Infinite World Projection

Click ...

With a click, the door in front of him was ripped open.

The door that might not be damaged even if the warrior of the Qi-pregnant state tried his best was pulled apart by Chen Changming.

Wen Liuhe couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. At this time, he looked at Chen Changming in front of him. At this time, he couldn't help but wonder whether he was a human.

Standing outside the gate, helping Wen Liuhe pull the door open, Chen Changming's face was calm, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, he said softly: "Hurry and leave."

"This place is no longer safe ..."

Standing in the same place, he turned to look into the distance and spoke so gently.

"Are you leaving?"

Wen Liuhe looked at Chen Changming and asked questions.

"I want to go."

Chen Changming smiled: "Unfortunately not."

The existence in the distance is for him.

Even if he left, the man would chase the same way and the result would be the same.

And now, Chen Changming does not want to leave.

In his body, the power of the powerful Spirit King is running, and at this moment it is slowly stirring, driving his blood to continue to climb, and continue to climb to a higher level.

Thick evil thoughts are brewing, but he can no longer hold his mind.

At this moment, he stood there, his heart was full of sorrow and joy, and the only thing left was a pure war intention and expectation.

Perhaps it is a certain influence of power in the obvious, or it may be the power of the spirit king to pull each other.

In short, at this moment, Chen Changming did not want to run away.

What he thinks at the moment is only here to fight against the unknown existence.

The fierce battle last time.

Looking at the standing in front of him, Chen Changming, who looked calm, Wen Liuhe opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

He sighed and walked out of his room, quickly out of his room.

In the process, his expression was somewhat trance.

In the past, after entering this place, he has been in prison.

This is the first time that the experience of getting out of the prison like today.

An unfamiliar and unique feeling rushed from my heart, it was a taste of freedom.

Walking out of the door, Wen Liuhe hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chen Changming aside and nodded at him: "Be careful."

When the words fell, he no longer hesitated and stepped away.

Chen Changming watched him leave.

Standing in the same place, after the warm and gentle figure disappeared here, Chen Changming turned around and looked into the distance.

At this moment in the distance, the clear sounds continued.

Look like this, the unknown existence should still be fighting those guards, and will not come back for a while.

All around, the spirit king heirs screamed and screamed in the prison.

"It's just right."

Looking at the screams coming from afar, Chen Changming smiled, then quietly walked to the sides.

Then, under a pair of fierce eyes, he slowly walked out of the prison of a spirit king heir, and then waved freely, pulling the door directly.

"It is better to die today than to die in that man's hands ..."

Looking at the spiritual king heir with a maddening face and scarlet eyes, Chen Changming showed a smile on his face: "I will relieve you ..."

Roar! !

In front of him, the Spirit King heir screamed and rushed directly towards Chen Changming.

boom! !

The sounds of soft sounds kept ringing.

After a moment, Chen Changming returned to the center of the scene.

In four weeks, the rest of the spirit king inheritors have been resolved by him.

He did not kill those heirs of the spirit king, he just absorbed the power of the spirit king from them.

Since then, although they have lost the power of a spirit king, they have also recovered their own consciousness, at some point, it is considered a loss.

At the same time, this is to avoid them being used by another inheritor.

The strength of the other unknown inheritor is already at the moment of Chen Changming. If he is allowed to kill these other inheritors, his strength will become even more terrifying.

It's even harder to deal with by then.

Even if it is to avoid this, Chen Changming must first start to be strong.

After all this, Chen Changming stood in the center of the venue, silently waiting for his opponent to arrive.

After a while, bursts of soft sound came from far away.

Chen Changming looked up and looked in a certain direction.

The sound of heavy footsteps slowly sounded, not far away.

At the end of Chen Changming's sight, a tall man was bathed in blood and walked slowly from a distance.

He was naked, there was no cover on his body, his muscles were stretched, and he looked very strong. At this moment, the whole body was stained with blood, dripping continuously as he walked, and slowly fell to the surrounding earth.

The heavy footsteps were ringing continuously. He was three meters tall and stood there much higher than Chen Changming. Like a little giant, he saw Chen Changming at the moment. A bloody, twisted and greasy face slowly appeared. With a smile.

"Got you....."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and he slowly walked to Chen Changming's body, facing his front.

"Are you looking for me ..."

Looking at the tall man in front of him, a smile appeared on Chen Changming's face: "Just ..."

"I'm waiting for you, I've waited a long time ..."

A faint voice fell, ringing around.

There were strong winds.

The next moment, they shot at the same time.

A huge palm fell suddenly, swept from the sky, and shot directly down onto Chen Changming's body, seeming to want to shoot him into meat sauce.

In this regard, Chen Changming did not fear at all.

The white arm stretched out, and in a flash of strong wind, hit the palm of the hand directly, making a banging sound.

A burst of crackling sounded, followed by a strong wind.

Along with Chen Changming's action, a long black sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and immediately fell, and the knife was cut towards the man's neck.

This knife is fierce, strong and powerful, both in strength and speed have reached a peak, once the real cut, even if the gestational martial arts can never be stopped, will be cut in half with a knife.

However, even with such a strong and powerful knife, when chopping on the man's neck, he couldn't cut off his neck at all, and was stuck in the flesh and blood, and encountered great resistance.

"Well?"

Chen Changming was taken aback for a moment, and then a black shadow loomed over him.

A huge palm slapped down, towards the top of his head.

boom! !

The clear sound erupted.

Two very uncoordinated palms face each other.

Chen Changming flew out suddenly.

The blood in his body was tumbling, and it was impossible to stop boiling at this moment.

At the palm, a tingling sensation emerged, and there was a feeling of numbness.

Not to mention others, in terms of strength alone, there is no doubt that the man in front is better.

In response, Chen Changming didn't take it seriously, stood up silently, and rushed forward again.

Ming Yuan's swordsmanship was on display, he made a cross-cutting attack, and thus engaged him.

The crimson blood was pervading, rippling on both sides of the body, and the kind of thick blood power was enough to make people wonder.

The ground in the deadly place began to become bumpy.

In the central area, the man snarled and slapped the palm on the ground, suddenly making the ground crack, and the cracks spread out like a spider web.

boom!

Sharp winds crossed.

The long black sword fell again, chopped on the man, but it seemed to be chopped on a layer of heavy armor, and he could not be slashed.

Instead, afterwards, a big hand photographed Chen Changming's body and flew directly, hitting a wall hard, making a clear sound.

"Brother Changming!"

In a corner, looking at Chen Changming who was shot out, Zhao Zheng was anxious and wanted to go out to help, but he was stopped by the merchant.

"You can't go."

Looking at Zhao Zheng, Shang finally shook his head: "This is his business, and outsiders should not interfere."

It is about the attribution of the spirit king's fate. These things are destined to be faced by oneself. Once outsiders intervene, it is likely to cause various changes and cause the spirit king's fate.

So in less than one case, the business will never make a move.

"But Brother Changming ..."

Zhao Zheng's face was anxious, with some pleading in his sight.

"nothing."

Shang finally patted Zhao Zheng's shoulder, looking at his anxious face, and couldn't help but smile: "That kid ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ didn't die that much."

"If you don't believe it, you will see it again."

The voice fell, and there were soft sounds in the distance.

An inch of wind and sand blew up, and the broken stones began to fly, rushing outward.

Amidst the dust, a figure rushed out, rushed directly to the body of the man, and waved out with a knife.

Chen Changming was bathed in blood, and unconsciously, the blood gas in his body was no longer boiling. At this moment, in the dense wounds all over his body, an inch of black blood was flowing continuously.

On the surface of his body, accompanied by the agitation of the power of the Spirit King, the deep black scales slowly spread out, growing out on the surface of his body.

The majestic Spirit King's power was surging, and his eyes gradually brought some scarlet, and his body skyrocketed in strength, even reversing the previous decline and suppressing the man in front of him.

boom! !

A long black knife fell again, and the terrifying wind raged forward, pressing forward and colliding with the body of the man, making a clear sound.

At the same place, the man let out a roar of roars, slammed down with a long knife, and pressed toward Chen Changming.

The two are fighting again at this moment, just fighting here.

A drop of blood was dripping continuously, flowing here.

The fierce fighting between the two almost killed the mania.

No matter who it is, it looks terrible at the moment.

The black scales on Chen Changming's body gradually spread.

In front of his forehead, a black complex mark slowly emerged. On the whole body, the power of the inch inch spirit king was raging, causing the blood in his body to oscillate and began to spontaneously boil.

Roar! !

The violent killing intention was violent, and within the body, with the blood boiling, an inch of evil thoughts were surging, and finally turned into terror.

Spirit King, Slaughter of the Spirit!