Thunder Martial

Zi Chen disappeared.

The female phantom, which had been standing there, also disappeared.

He should have guessed the anguish and remorse of the moon.

The female phantom has not left, it must be waiting for something.

Her frequent attention during this period was obviously long overdue.

In this case, it would be useless for more people to try.

Only Zi Chen.

Unfortunately, he reacted too slowly.

Everyone was surprised, Zijuan. Is that a success?

“Damn it! ”

Moon steps toward the front, trying to follow into the main hall, just approaching the main hall, there was a powerful force to shock him back.

Others went forward and looked at the main hall in front.

Their expressions are extremely complex.

Originally, it was determined that no one was going to get an opportunity, so let people try, who would have thought this was the case.

Had I known Purple Moon would have been recognized, the Holy Moon would never have given Purple Moon this opportunity.

rather break jade than bend pottery.

The people on the periphery, too, were shocked and looked incredible.

On the Saint Thunder side, there was a smile on everyone's face.

The surviving families were also surprised that only Tasha's expression was calm and seemed to have predicted the scene long ago.

It was only at this moment that she really let go of her heart.

It seems that when she came in here, she was not hallucinating.

Zizhen stood in space, not in the hall.

It's empty, you can't see anything.

He seemed calm and calmly gauged the area, which seemed no surprise.

In fact, when people fail one after another, Purple has already guessed that they might succeed, because that familiar feeling still exists.

“Little brother, you don't seem surprised to be here.” The voices of the women's phantoms rang from behind.

Zizhen looked back at each other and said: “There was speculation earlier. ”

The woman looked up and down at the purple pearl and said, “So you think this is a very lucky thing? ”

Purple nodded: “Of course. ”

The woman said, "Well, look at your luck, how far you can go. ”

The woman immediately waved her hand and the next moment Purple vanished from the space and he came to the temple.

At the foot are stone steps that extend to the main palace in front.

“Go on, what you want is in there.” The woman pointed to the main hall and said.

The main palace is less than a hundred feet away. In such a short distance, the purple palace can arrive in a flash. Even if it walks slowly, it won't take long.

“Right in there?” Purple asked, somewhat uncertain, as it seemed too easy.

“Of course, it's in there.” The woman said with a laugh, seemingly in front of the purple, and she smiled a lot more.

Just at this moment, in her smile, with some other meaning.

Purple walked forward, one step, two steps, three steps, very carefully, but it didn't happen unexpectedly.

This allowed him to let go of his heart and keep going ahead.

At the time of the Ninth Master, a light suddenly appeared from the front, a presence in armor, suddenly standing in front of the purple clay.

Purple subconscious retreat because the breath coming from each other is so strong that he feels a strong threat.

“If you want to move on, you have to take a punch. ”

After the appearance of the other party did not speak, it was the female phantom generation labor.

“Just a punch?” Zizhen asked.

“Yes, only one punch, and then you can move on.” The woman nodded with a shadow.

“Well, come on. ”

Purple rose and stood motionless there.

When the man's figure shook, he arrived in front of the purple clay, wearing a suit of armor, but he did not appear clumsy and swollen, punched out.

This punch, which looks flat, looks like active water discharge, but right between the moments when the punch moves, an unspeakable aura comes face to face.

It's like a calm sea surface, suddenly a giant dragon, instantly stormy.

Purple was punched in the chest, and he could clearly perceive a strange force pouring into his body through the fist of the other party.

This power filled his body instantly, not hurting his soul, not hurting Dantian, but just hitting the flesh.

His whole body was broken in an instant, like scrambled beans, snapping.

An unspeakable surge of pain came, causing the violet mind to instantly emerge from the scene many years ago, when there was a moral monk, who also used similar means to shatter his bones.

Purple body, soft falling down, unconscious.

The man in the armor disappeared after a punch.

The front is empty, responding to a woman's fictional phrase, and with one punch, you can move on.

Unfortunately, Zijuan can no longer stand.

The female phantom squatted beside the purple, looking at the already unconscious purple, said chuckling: “It's just a punch to faint, I really don't know how your flesh was refined. ”

Instead of leaving immediately, the female phantom sat beside her and waited quietly.

She didn't mean to help Purple at all.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a force in the purple body that is slowly resuscitating, a force that was left behind by the previous person, and at the time of resuscitation, it is also restoring the shattered bones of purple.

After a while, Purple opened his eyes and woke up.

At this moment, his body is still in severe pain, his broken bones have not healed, and he feels that strange restorative force.

He sat up slowly and the disc knee began to heal.

Prior to that, Zixuan deliberately looked around, and the presence of the previous punch had vanished from sight.

The female phantom said at the knee of the purple tray: "One punch killed you, your flesh is too weak. ”

Zizhen asked: “Is he holy? ”

The woman giggled, “I wish it were the Holy Lord. But there is no such thing as a weak holy prince. ”

Not the Holy Honor, he actually knocked himself out, which shocked Purple, but the most important thing is healing.

Time did not know how long had passed before purple flesh was fully recovered.

He opened his eyes and was able to recover so quickly because he had a strange power in his body.

This power can quickly resuscitate the flesh.

Stand up purple and look ahead.

"Congratulations, you can move on. ”

Zizheng glanced at each other.

The woman nodded with an imaginary smile, encouraging Purple to move on.

Purple took a deep breath and continued to walk forward.

No accidents, no dangers, went well.

But after the Nine Chiefs, the presence of wearing war armor appeared again.

Zixuan is uncertain whether the other party is a former person or not.

It's still a woman's fictional dialogue. Just one punch to stop it and Purple can move on.

There is no other choice, Purple Choice accepts.

Another punch.

Zi Chen passed out!