Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Guo Wenchang was devastated on the spot.

Shen Jun An laughed and fired a wind dragon at Guo Wenchang to catch him: "The thief is still alive! ”

The dragon shook its tail and had to bite Guo Wenchang to death.

Guo Wenchang sighed: “Why bitterness? ”

“Hmm?” Shen Jun An Liang saw that Guo Wenchang had revealed something behind his head, but it was a book.

Golden glitter, appeared behind Guo Wenchang's head.

The book roll slowly flipped, turning the page, whether or not there are any numerical symbols in the book jumped out, releasing all kinds of light, in the light of Shen Jun's peace of mind God also swayed for it.

What the hell is this?

Shen Jun's peace of mind was terrified. He saw that there were no numerical symbols to dance across the sky. He had illusioned a beautiful scene. As if there were a saint, standing between heaven and earth, waving in nothing, writing in love, writing a big “town” word.

As soon as this town word came out, Shen Junan felt like a negative mountain. He couldn't stop himself. He almost didn't fall.

How is that possible?

How could he have such a means of igniting a kingdom?

But I saw that Guo Wenchang had taken off again.

His mouth was full of blood. His wound was not fake on the front. It was just that the book roll in the back of his head flipped faster. The sky saint waved his book and looked at how similar it was to Su Shen's image.

This is... What's going on?

Shen Junan is completely incomprehensible.

Guo Wenchang has long said: “The heavens and the earth are positively energetic and have a fuzzy flow shape. The lower is the river, and the upper is the sun.” Yu said that she was so full of heaven... ”

In his honor, the saint's fictional illusion waved a book, a large letter fell, actually formed a huge gold cage in the heavens and the earth, Shen Jun's illusionized wind dragon rushing up and down can not come out.

“What the hell is this?” Shen Jun An roared. He could not imagine or accept it. A flaming realm trapped himself.

“My face, my chi song, my book, my saint's picture!” Guo Wenchang answered aloud and had an extra pen in his hand.

It's not a top source, it's just a regular pen, but it's been with him for years, going through countless years, from Wen to Wu.

Today, Guo Wenchang is in possession of something like a monster, spiritual surge, momentum like a rainbow.

With the pen against the sky, the sky saint shadow also waves in the sky.

Every painting is awesome and perfectly divine.

He was a literary man, not a practitioner, but because of fate, he had to embark on a practice path, but he was interested in calligraphy all his life.

Together with the Su Shen Injury method, he collected blood from all over the world and developed thousands of blood physiology phases.

Guo Wenchang did not dare to be interested. Instead, he simply waved a little painting every day. He moaned about the moon and was not very handsome.

Some people therefore thought that he could not be judged.

Neither will he.

But he won't, not Su Shen's inheritance, not his own creation.

Few people know that he asked Su Shen for a bottle of blood.

Su Shen's blood!

He also studied.

He did not study the path of community development like Su Shen did.

He only studied Su Shen and studied his interest in the way of the saints.

Because Guo Wenchang felt that Su Shen's seven-blood heavenly and earthly law phase eventually fell into the rubble of the animal race, and was not in the right direction of the people.

The guidance of the people should be centred on the people themselves.

Guo Wenchang hopes that the future of the seven blooded heavens and earth phase, has a core. This core is not the wind bite, not any other wild beast, but man himself.

Su Shen understood that, but he didn't have time, and he had too much to study.

So he didn't do it, Guo Wenchang did it.

He studied the ways of saints and made Su Shen his law.

Su Shen, is holy to each other.

Su Shen was happy to do the same. He did not exclude any good research and generously contributed his own blood.

As such, Guo Wenchang is going on.

His upright songs, his vast books, are all being prepared for this, for the form of the saint in the middle.

Until then, he had never shown his means in that regard, and the fact was that even he did not know how powerful they were.

But by the time he uses it, he doesn't have to be strong or weak, he just really wants to show what he feels.

So he kept waving, the pen ink danced empty-handed, every painting, all gathered Guo Wenchang's life understanding, experience, and released all sincerity at this moment.

Even Shen Jun An was stunned by Guo Wenchang's performance at this moment. He looked at the golden character dancing in the air and shouted, “What is this? What is this?”

But after all, he was able to transform the situation. Even though he was deterred by Guo Wenchang's blatant sanctity and sainthood, he still shouted: “What a bullshit saint map, look at me break it! ”

With their hands high, their hands have constantly condensed a large swarm of smoke, turned into a black dragon, with an extremely evil smell, and hit the golden cage.

Guo Wenchang's air lock rotted under the impact of the Dark Dragon, and a large number of spots disappeared into black smoke.

Though Guo Wenchang is still writing new gold words, at this moment, evil is invincible, but the impact to Dark Dragon cannot be suppressed.

In fact, if you look closely, it will be discovered that every time Dark Dragon strikes a gold character, it will cause a lot of damage to itself. If you consider it purely in terms of energy, the damage is even greater than the positive lock.

But Shen Junan didn't have to worry about it.

He is ten times stronger than Guo Wenchang. He doesn't need to worry about this consumption.

He wants to crush his opponent alive with his strong strength!!!

At this moment, he had hallucinated five black dragons in the palm of his hand. The five dragons came out together and hit the gold jail inches and broke. The positive air lock could no longer be supported and burst.

Guo Wenchang clicked the back of his head. The ruptured form of the book has appeared. The saintly figure is even more shaky and flickering, difficult to maintain.

“Come on!” Shen Jun An Wu Long shrunk in one place and turned into one hand. Each black dragon is a finger. It is precisely his most famous finger of the five dragons that lay down against Guo Wenchang.

The saint held a stroke and brazenly shielded himself.

But at this moment, Zhengqi couldn't stop the evil force, the five dragon finger holes penetrated the vast book, cut the saint pen, and pressed it straight on Guo Wenchang's chest.

Huge power erupted, Guo Wenchang only felt that infinite evil was pouring into his body in an instant. He flew out in a long wave, and the spit of blood had completely turned black.

Guo Wenchang knew it was bad, but instead of walking, he greeted him with a long smile. At the same time, he struck out all the treasures together. Instead of hitting Shen Junan, he let them fly away to delay Shen Junan's time. Nor did he know how long it would take for the Infinity Disciple to arrive, but he would have to drag it down no matter how long.

Watching Guo Wenchang throw all his treasures out, Shen Jun was angry in peace.

He had been dragged long enough by Guo Wenchang. He had to drag Guo Wenchang down despite his life. His heart didn't know well. He had to abandon his treasure decisively and rush back to Wan Jianshan.

At this point, a group of people appeared in the distance and rushed here quickly.

“What's going on?” Shen Jun was shocked to see that people were not his own men, but had no extremist disciples.

But how did no disciple get here?

Shouldn't they still be fighting in Mount Wan?

…

Shen Jun flashed a thought in his mind.

No, it can't be.

Until now, Shen Junan was reluctant to believe that there was no extremist power to destroy them. He always believed that there was no extremist power to do anything but resist, and at best he could do some harm to himself.

He was worried, just too many deaths and injuries to explain.

As for not being able to fight this kind of thing, he had no idea.

But now a large group of non-extremist disciples appeared, but gave Shen Jun an obtuse stick.

Especially after the other party approached, I saw that group of people... it was all shaking!

Shen Junan's heart sank immediately.

There were so many people, he couldn't count how much light was coming, but hundreds of people had it.

How come?

How can there be so much light?

Didn't they all go out to endless waters?

Is this illusion? Was it deliberate deception?

But his temper, and his speed, clearly can't be fake.

Hundreds of shaking light is not something he can deal with. Shen Junan knows he doesn't have time to think about why this is happening. He must run now.

Fortunately, with more people than him, it is impossible to catch up with him.

Shen Junan turned around and ran.

It's just that he ran home and didn't even bother to grab Guo Wenchang. You can grab him alive if you want.

Unexpectedly, Guo Wenchang smiled and couldn't help but greet him. He grabbed Shen Junan with his opposite hand.

Shen Jun An Yi Lian, Li Zhi Bad, Guo Wenchang at this time tried not to let himself leave, go to catch him himself, not give him a chance is what?

Hurry to quit, but at the moment of his withdrawal, Guo Wenchang broke his hand and waved the pen again. Zhengqi lock reappeared. Jin Zi prison fell from the sky to cover Shen Junan, and he himself jumped dead.

“Shit, crazy.” This frightens Shen Jun An.

He tried his best to blow the lock.

But even Guo Wenchang, despite his life, could not instantly blow up the air lock.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Continuous impact, the positive air lock continued to break, but it was constantly healed by Guo Wenchang, while the distant army of Brothers was getting closer.

Yan Tuohai, commander ahead, shouted out: "Attack! Soldier!”

“Soldier!”

The previous monks shouted in unison, and infinite sword guns and spears appeared again in the sky.

Militant warfare weapons carried out by a thousand shakers, more powerful than the previous Ordinary Brothers' Thousand Front, instantly formed a sword forest scattered across the sky, descended from the sky, turned into a knife mountain, gun rain, sword flowers, trident forest whirring down.

At this time, Shen Junan finally broke through the prison and got out. He just got out of the prison. He saw a huge scene of the arrival of 10,000 soldiers. He was also frightened and scared. He didn't dare to lay his hands on it, and Wu Long came out again.

The Five Black Dragons succeeded, confronting the great tide of the bandits, but couldn't stop this horrible sword tide. The Five Black Dragons were instantly broken, and countless soldiers whistled through his body, instantly smashing him into a wasp nest. The source of terror exploded on him, one wave after another, until he blew it to pieces.

One blow to the ground!

“Master! ”

In the sky, Guo Wenchang's body fell.

Yan Tuohai shouted and flew over. He hugged Guo Wenchang, but saw that his whole body was black and his evil temper was bad enough.

However, Guo Wenchang is still laughing.

He cried and laughed: “I finally understand what the saint map is missing...”

“Master, stop it, I'll take you back to the hospital!” Yantou Hai screamed.

Guo Wenchang shook his head and lowered his voice: “There is no need for that. I am tired of fighting all my life, but I have to fight again. Now I can finally rest. This is the saintly enlightenment I gained today in the First World War, you help me… pass it on to the Patriarch. ”

Guo Wenchang said, pointing to Yantou Hai's forehead, a ray of gold light flew in.

Then Guo Wen lost his head and died.