Chapter 397: Borrowing the power to transform armor!

“Golden Field!”

Fang Chen's eyebrows bulged suddenly, as if a whale white shark jumped out of the sea and burst out with infinite golden light.

With a "swish", the Yiyuan Chongpo suddenly opened his eyes in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the dense force of the forbidden area of ​​gravity transformed into substantial spider webs, spreading between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Another step, the golden battle body suddenly stepped out of its temple. Its current combat power is half a step. If it can obtain enough energy to evolve, it can be further along with Fang Chen—

Go straight to the mystery!

Fang Chen secretly used the power of the force, and the sword energy seeds in the dantian turned wildly, and the sword energy of the hissing force burst out, following the Tongyuan vein, and as he pointed it out, they were superimposed at a thousand times the speed.

One Yuan Heavy Soul! Golden Battle Body! The Source Vein! The Power of the Realm and Space!

The three original energy is fused, and a pure golden net appears in the void in an instant. If it can cover the sky, it will burn the sky.

The golden field!

With a shout, Fang Chen's body suddenly rose, and his palm fell and poked dozens of feet away, harshly squeezing towards Yuan Wenchou!

"Um?"

Yuan Wenchou's original deity is a third-level powerhouse. Although he cannot bring all his strength to the Southern Region because of his clone, his eyesight is not bad. He can see at a glance that Fang Chen is using the real domain!

Even his power in the realm is even stronger than that of ordinary Tongxuan realm powerhouses!,

How is this possible?

"Feng Ling Tianxia!" With a loud shout, Yuan Wenchou's vague palm shook downwards, and a buzzing sound of air was pressed and exploded.

Fang Chen raised his hand, and the golden field also contracted rapidly, and finally condensed in his palm. He held the palm of his hand with a false heart, and he angrily hindered Yuan Wenchou!

This button means that the mountains are destroyed and the earth is cracked.

"Boom!"

With one move, Yuan Wenchou felt as if the weight of a hundred thousand mountains fell from the nine heavens, locking himself from afar. Before his palm shadow fell, the majestic and vast meaning was already pressing down on his body to collapse, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

"Scared!" Yuan Wenchou was so shocked by Fang Chen's move that his heart almost popped out of his throat! Although his own clone was not particularly powerful, it was also refined by the ultimate weapon refiner and could withstand the attack of Tongxuan. However, Fang Chen's move was so shocked that he could not bear it. How powerful should this be?

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Yuan Wenchou's body suddenly retreated, and his hair was shaken by the violent waves of energy and flew away. His black hair was dancing in the sky, and if the void was torn apart with hissing sound.

Fang Chen also felt that there seemed to be a ten thousand-ton equivalent nuclear bomb exploded under his palm. A wave of air that had accumulated momentum suddenly broke through the sky, stabbing his cheeks from a distance, like a knife, and he could almost smell the bloody smell of his cheeks torn.

He swallowed a hard saliva, suppressing the fishy and sweet feeling that was almost pouring into his heart. Fang Chen smiled and said, "Senior Yuan has relied on a little bit of ironwork to take Fang's life? If so, Fang Chen can only say that what he thought was too naive!"

Time to make a blacksmith?

Yuan Wenchou's face shook, and an uncontrollable anger arose from the bottom of his heart, making his hair and beard bulge and his body tremble: "What an arrogant boy! How dare you insult me ​​like this!?"

Fang Chen's thoughts turned, and a ray of light flashed in his half-closed eyes. The light disappeared. He laughed and said, "Isn't it? Mr. Yuan's secret technique of truth words is invalid. Now, under the cultivation of the Way of Realm and Sky, there is only such combat power. Fang still feels that it is too proud."

Xi Qing'er, who was watching the game, was subconsciously stunned. She was not stupid, but she seemed too helpless under pressure after being protected by her tribe.

The contact with Fang Chen was not very long, but those experiences told her that this guy was definitely a wolf in sheep's clothing!

His shamelessness and treacherousness were all covered in harmless faces of humans and animals. When they were lifted up, they were often when the enemy was swallowed up.

How could this guy show such an arrogant look for no reason?

Could it be-

I was a little confused, but for some reason, Xi Qing'er didn't want to remind Yuan Wenchou. Instead, she was looking forward to seeing Fang Chen and hiding some tricks.

"Children, you are too ignorant!" Yuan Wenchou suppressed the anger that was almost gushing out, and took a deep breath, his face turned pale: "If I hadn't been concerned about your low cultivation level, I was afraid that you would become an ignorant idiot from now on, would you really not be able to control your mere illusion?"

"Well, Mr. Yuan's great righteousness makes Fang admire him very much, and he actually cares for his juniors so much." Fang Chen said insincerely, and his expression looked like he was ungrateful. He looked up at the space that was blocked by the huge Fengying, and his fist slowly raised: "If there is no more teaching, then Fang will say goodbye first."

"Damn it!"

With a broken shout, Yuan Wen's frown flashed, and his huge soul power moved between his lips and tongue. After thousands of superpositions, he suddenly vomited: "I said, give it to me!"

Fang Chen's body trembled suddenly. He felt a sharp force as sharp as a big sword breaking through the air and slashing straight into the sea of ​​consciousness. With a loud bang, he immediately turned into a dense spider web, and wanted to cover his entire sea of ​​consciousness and unable to break free.

The secret technique of truth!

This is the real power of the secret technique. Although it does not entangle the soul of the person being subjected, it directly calls all souls through the huge and boundless power of the envelope.

Since the soul is under control, how can action and thought be free?

From this point of view, the Secret Art of the Mantra has higher requirements for the soul power cultivation of the caster! It is much higher than the slave seal!

Naturally, the Xinfeng tribe members are relatively unable to use their performance on too many people, otherwise it is likely to cause excessive burdens.

"snort!"

Fang Chen stopped suddenly, groaned, and a trace of blood bleeded out of the corner of his mouth! He stubbornly raised his right leg, his expression full of free and easy appearance, and his voice seemed a little low and smiled: "Mr. Yuan, is this your power without any scruples? It really makes Fang refreshed."

"You still dare to be stubborn when you die!"

Yuan Wenchou saw that Fang Chen was holding on and using all his soul power to resist his true words and secret techniques. Although he was not sure what method he used to do such an incredible thing, it was absolutely impossible to last!

"I said, all resistance is in vain!"

Another secret art of truth was waving. Yuan Wenchou suddenly mobilized all his soul power. When he shot through, the void shook faintly, as if it could not bear it, and a wave-shaped physical phenomenon appeared.

Fang Chen's eyes moved, and a faint joy flashed. He felt that as he guided the beam of power to shoot down, the Kadul Sorrow Divine Armor suddenly jumped, and the surface protection was weaker!

It's only a little bit away!

After doing the show, another trace of blood fell from Fang Chen's lips, and he laughed: "A mere truth and secret technique is nothing but I'll do you."

Yuan Wenchou's eyes were wide open, and his tongue was roaring like spring thunder: "I see when you can be hard on your mouth! The secret technique of the truth is forbidden!"

"The secret technique of the truth, stop!"

"The secret technique of truth, kill!"

Yuan Wenchou obviously killed the True Fire. He was a little proud of his identity as a powerful man in Tongxuan Realm. The other party, Fang Chen, was unwilling to use his life to use his power in this small Phantom Spirit Realm, but Fang Chen's repeated provocations made him let the last bit of concern:

OK, aren’t you going to insult my Xinfeng Clan’s True Word Secret Art? Then I will use the True Word Secret Art to kill you, so that you can be convinced!

The shocking change was like a volcano erupting, so fast that it made people have no time to react. Xi Qing'er's expression froze. She wanted to stop it in a horror, but it was too late. She saw a bunch of true words and secret techniques slashing away and slashing straight towards Fang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Chen's guy was like a small boat swaying in the wind and rain, his figure shaking, and his blood was spitting out as if he didn't have money. But this guy still had an expression of being beaten up, and kept provoking him, which made Yuan Wenchou even more crazy...

"live--"

Xi Qing'er finally couldn't help it, but just as she was about to speak, Fang Chen suddenly looked up, and a joy flashed by, laughing and said, "Thank you Senior Yuan for your help!"

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Chapter completed!