"roar!"

"Open it for me!"

The outer storm only had the pressure of the second and third stages, but as it went deeper and deeper, it seemed to have reached the fifth stage, and it was still rising steadily. Chen Pingan even had some doubts if it had reached the innermost level.

At this rate, will Hong Yan become a god?

The body was bent downwards undeniably, and the "click" sound of bones rubbing and breaking could be heard endlessly. Suddenly, Chen Ping'an's body radiated heat, and various parts of his body were dented and restored from time to time, repeating themselves.

There was a growl in his mouth.

The clothes on his body had long been torn to pieces by the storm, and they hung like steel knives on his body, all bloody and bloody.

But Chen Pingan had no intention of stopping at all. His eyes had already turned into golden pupils, as if magma was flowing inside. His whole body was in the strongest state, but even walking like this was extremely difficult.

His right hand kept reaching into his pocket and taking it out again.

This storm seems to have no end, right now.

The "stone" hanging on Chen Pingan's chest, which had been motionless, suddenly floated out of his clothes, swaying in the air, and then emitted a bright light, which made Chen Pingan couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The strong light suddenly became louder.

The storm ahead was violently broken open, revealing a path.

Chen Ping'an was stunned. The front was filled with true energy, and he kept fighting against the violent pressure of the surrounding storm, tearing open a hole for people to walk, and similarly, the stone also hung down at this time.

It became dim and dull, as if all its power had been exhausted.

Chen Pingan took the stone down with one hand, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then he carefully put it into his pocket. "Bang!" The dragon wing behind him shook violently, and his feet suddenly lifted off the ground.

He rushed out along the gap that was torn open in front of him.

Landing slowly, a huge figure appeared in front of him. It was green and white. It was the huge corpse that Hongyan saw in his eyes. The black shackles were tied to the limbs, and the huge nails on them were dug into the flesh.

But this is not a fatal injury.

The fatal wound was between the eyebrows of the huge corpse. It seemed that there was something there before, but now there is only a large prismatic hole left.

The overall shape is that of a human being, except that the face cannot be seen clearly.

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It was there, but no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see clearly or remember it. But even if I died, the terrifying power would make the surrounding space collapse inch by inch.

He is obviously lying on the ground, but it feels like he is looking down at all living beings, with his head held high.

It was just the hands of the giant corpse that made Chen Pingan feel more familiar.

Shockingly, it was exactly the same as the one Hongyan summoned before, but it was a smaller version.

Chen Pingan slowly raised his head.

Looking at the thin figure standing on the mountain of corpses in front of him, his red hair was flowing in the air, and his white jeans made his long straight legs look very slender.

Hongyan...

But what was different was that countless dark chains stretched out from the sky.

Continuously piercing through her body, countless long, seemingly endless black chains were covered with wisps of blood, and every time the chains slid, Hongyan's aura would increase by one level.

There was a huge shadow looming behind him, slowly staring.

The green face and fangs look like a fierce ghost but vaguely transform into Hongyan's appearance, which makes people a little dazzled.

And Hongyan's face gradually became like the huge corpse at her feet, and her appearance was somewhat unclear. At this time, Hongyan was bending down, lowering his head, and kept touching the huge corpse with one hand, and his expression could not be clearly seen.

.

Finally here...

The ultimate goal of this trip, Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes, and then put his hand in his right pocket. The dragon's wings behind him shook violently, and he was about to fly up, but at this moment a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Shengsheng pressed down the foot that had just left the ground.

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he suddenly paused, his eyes full of doubts and vigilance.

The hand resting on his shoulder was covered with calluses and the joints were wide. The calluses on the tiger's mouth and the outside of the index finger were the most serious. Chen Pingan recognized it at a glance. This was a hand that had been holding a gun all year round.

The owner of the hand is undoubtedly the Zhang Bao family.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Baojia turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, thank you."

Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Zhang Baojia's face, his pupils trembled, because the sound that came out of his mouth just now was not the same honest and confused voice as before, but the sound he heard in front of that wooden house.

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The sound is exactly the same.

Chen Pingan opened his mouth to say something.

But I couldn't say anything the next moment, because there was suddenly a mouthful of coins in my mouth, which was stuffed very slowly, making it painful, and the throat was still being squeezed out, as if there was suddenly a lot of coins in my stomach.

It's like a coin processing factory.

His face turned red, and it became difficult to breathe. He held his throat and spit out the coins that kept pouring out of his mouth, and they hit the ground with a loud "clack" sound.

What's this?!

When did these coins enter the body?

Zhang Baojia held his hands and breathed, then waved his hand gently as if brushing off dust. The next moment, Chen Ping'an's body suddenly arched up, his eyes were stunned, and then his body flew out like a cannonball.

It smashed into the ground on the side, "Boom!" A loud noise mixed with smoke spread all over the place.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise, and huge dragon wings suddenly emerged from the smoke.

Chen Ping'an had blue veins popping up on his face, and there was a weird big hole in his abdomen with coins constantly popping out. He stared at the Zhang Bao family and said with difficulty: "Who are you?! You are not the Zhang Bao family!"

Zhang Bao's family paused in their approach.

A trace of surprise appeared on his face, he turned around and said with a smile: "As expected of his famous physical ability, it's a bit interesting."

After saying that, the smile on Zhang Baojia's face did not change.

He just stretched out his two hands and thrust them into his scalp, and then tore open a gash. Strangely, no blood flowed out, which was a bit creepy to see.

The mouth that was torn in half was still opening and closing, but even so, the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Zhang Bao's family? I'm not Zhang Bao's family, but after all, I have to thank you for this journey, otherwise I would just rely on you now."

I really can’t make it this far.”

"Bah!"

As the last tearing sound of flesh came, Zhang Bao's skin was torn in half by himself, and he fell limp to the ground.

A man wearing a suit and leather shoes was revealed, with a pair of gold-wired monocles on his smiling face.

There is also a golden pocket watch hanging in the pocket of the suit. If you ignore that the exposed right hand is made entirely of coins, he looks like a gentleman. He is leaning on the crutch at his waist and his eyes fall back on Hongyan's body in the distance.

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