The sudden explosion of the Ninth Young Master suffocated Wang Chen and put Wang Chen in a desperate situation.

All previous efforts seemed to be in vain.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen felt even more secretly complaining.

"asshole."

Wang Chen couldn't help but curse.

Now, relying on yourself, you will inevitably be unable to resist the Ninth Young Master.

Unexpectedly, the Ninth Young Master would be so crazy and decisive, which caught Wang Chen off guard.

"I've fought for it."

Taking a deep breath, facing the endless crisis, Wang Chen's face was gloomy and he drank viciously.

A decisive and crazy look flashed in his eyes at this moment.

There is only one way, and that is the last try.

Wang Chen thought of the wooden box that Wu Qingxue gave him.

Inside the box, the residual soul of the powerful God King was closed. Moreover, it seemed that the God King left his back to resurrection, which was no longer something that the residual soul could describe.

This thing is too dangerous.

In the Cave of the God King in the Wild Space Space, many powerful people fell into it and became the sacrifice for the resurrection of the God King.

Wang Chen can't control this thing now, otherwise he wouldn't have been closed. If he could control it, he was afraid that Wang Chen had already started to refine it.

Now Wang Chen has three residual souls of the God King. If he can refine this God King soul, how much will his strength be increased to?

I'm afraid that Wang Chen will definitely be able to win against the Ninth Young Master.

However, now all this is just like a mirror and a moon.

Without absolute strength, he could not use this thing rashly, and Wang Chen would not be willing to use it.

One bad thing is the end of seeking death.

However, Wang Chen still has a choice now.

Or wait for the Ninth Prince to be killed, or give it a try.

The talismans and spells that Wu Qingxue handed over to him may help him control a very short moment.

But it was just a short moment, and it took great risks.

However, this is the only way Wang Chen can think of.

"Come out for me."

Thinking of this, Wang Chen no longer hesitated.

Every no matter how you fight, you will definitely have no hope. However, if you fight, there may be a glimmer of hope.

With a trembling wrist, the wooden box appeared in Wang Chen's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chen activates the last energy in his body, constantly pinching out complex talisman marks with his hands, and even chanting a difficult spell in his mouth.

I don’t know what era it was the spells and talisman seals passed down. As Wang Chen progressed, a stream of energy seemed to be born from Wang Chen’s body.

It was an energy that Wang Chen could not express, as if it was endless cold, even colder than hell, and as if it was endless warmth, even warmer than heaven.

As that energy spread throughout his body, he finally began to devour the energy in Wang Chen's body crazily.

Huhuhuhuhu...

In a blink of an eye, the energy seemed to form a huge vortex in Wang Chen's body.

The boundless vortex is like a black hole, absorbing the energy in Wang Chen's body endlessly.

In a moment, the remaining energy in Wang Chen's body seemed to be absorbed.

Until Wang Chen's body was almost empty and no more energy, the strange rune was born in Wang Chen's body.

"Go,~"

Holding the dizziness and pain all over his body, Wang Chen shouted loudly at the Ninth Young Master who had fallen in front of him.

boom……

The brewed rune shook with his wrist and immediately emerged from Wang Chen's body.

Amid the roar, the rune suddenly amplified and merged into the wooden box with a whistling momentum.

In an instant, red light burst out and a terrifying aura soared into the sky.

"Hmph, Wang Chen, I still want to struggle dyingly, don't think about it."

Seeing a red light burst out in Wang Chen's hand, the Ninth Young Master sneered on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Chen, do you still want to struggle dyingly now? I’m thinking too much.

Today, no matter what Wang Chen does, it will be a dead end.

The dying struggle now is useless.

"Go to die, hahaha..."

Thinking of this, the Ninth Young Master's face became ferocious and roared loudly.

The laughter seemed even more harsh.

"die."

Looking at the ninth young master who was smiling, a hint of coldness flashed in Wang Chen's eyes.

If you want to die, then look at the skills of the Ninth Master.

It is still unclear who lives and who dies.

"Go to me."

Until the red light in his hand burst to the extreme, Wang Chen suddenly shouted loudly.

boom……

The moment when the Ninth Young Master was about to hit Wang Chen, a roar came.

Click...

In a vaguely, the closed wooden box slowly opened in the crisp sound.

A ball of red light soared into the sky, and a strange ball of light slowly emerged.

Rumble...

It was the moment when this ball of red light appeared that the Ninth Young Master's attack hit him hard.

Suddenly, the Ninth Young Master collided with this ball of red light.

"No...how could it be..."

A terrified voice came.

At the moment of the collision, the grim smile on the face of the Ninth Young Master disappeared, replaced by endless fear.

What happened and what was going on.

My own blow seemed to sink into the sea, unable to make any storm.

You know, this attack was a full blow from the Ninth Young Master, and even he did not hesitate to burn his true energy and essence.

How powerful is a blow in this situation?

However, now it was blocked by this red light.

even……

"No……"

As if he had encountered something horrible, the Ninth Master exclaimed even more.

boom……

Soon, the terror was covered by the roar.

Puff...

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the Ninth Young Master flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Blood drifted like blood mist, filling the world.

The flesh and blood exploded, and the Ninth Young Master turned into a bloody man.

He seemed to have suffered an unimaginable impact, as if he had suffered an unparalleled blow.

Just one moment, the Ninth Young Master's bones broke.

"Little ant, overestimating one's own abilities."

Until the Ninth Young Master fell heavily on the ground a thousand meters away, a cold snorted sound came.
To be continued...