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Chapter 2984 one palm back god

He had never felt like this before. Even if his soul in the imperial realm was millions of miles away, he had never felt like this at that moment. This grain of sand was so ordinary, within ten meters.

, Jiang Chen believed that even a strong person in the divine realm might not be able to escape from his grasp. The grain of sand transformed by the power of the soul was really weird.

This feeling is really useless. Who will become your prey within ten meters? Moreover, Jiang Chen's soul power seemed to have been greatly depleted in this moment.

"Dayan Soul Refining Technique, Qi Gathering Powder!"

Jiang Chen's grain of sand turned into a sea in an instant, a vast sea, and a sea of ​​sand. Jiang Chen felt that the sea of ​​sand was endless, and he was in the boundless sea of ​​sand.

In the middle, a grain of sand turned into an endless sea of ​​sand, like an illusion, but Jiang Chen knew that this was definitely not an illusion.

"The soul of the Emperor Realm is so magical!"

With a thought in Jiang Chen's mind, the sea of ​​sand instantly returned to its place, and that grain of sand reappeared in his mind, but Jiang Chen's face turned extremely pale.

Jiang Chen's soul power originally thought that it had been greatly depleted, but while he was surprised in his heart, the Warrior's Gate, which had been silent in Jiang Chen's Dantian Qi sea, suddenly shook, and Jiang Chen's soul gravel,

But at this moment, the door of warriors opened.

In the Warrior's Gate, there was a broken world. The moment Jiang Chen's soul gravel broke in, the world shook. There were thousands of remnant souls in the Warrior's Gate. Jiang Chen seemed to be able to feel the sadness and sorrow of those souls.

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"This Warrior's Gate is so weird!"

Jiang Chen thought in his heart, but he didn't know that the gravel of his soul was even weirder.

But it didn't take long for Jiang Chen to feel the power of the soul within the Warrior's Gate, slowly blending into the gravel of his soul, and his soul's gravel seemed to be felt thousands of miles away in the world of the Warrior's Gate.

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, and millions of miles of wind and clouds are changing.

Jiang Chen thought, and the Warrior's Gate was actually held in his hands. This is a broken world!

The gravel of Jiang Chen's soul fell on the highest peak in the Warrior's Gate world, like dust settling.

On the top of Beishan, the old man in white looked towards Dujuan Mountain and Canghai Mingyue Gorge with a solemn expression.

"The three gates of Dayan are ascending to the sky one by one. The Era of the Gods is finally awakening."

As far as Jiang Chen could see, at this moment, there were three people fighting alone in Nanhua. Whether it was Du Juan, Fairy in Dieyi, or even the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, they all looked extremely embarrassed under his strong suppression.

"I am free in the world, who can fight with me? Hahaha."

Nan Hua laughed and said, and the terrifying Dao Yun Qi was shot out one after another, with the pressure of destroying the world, forcing the three of them to have no means to resist. The terrifying power seemed to be light and incomparable, but it was full of dangers.

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"Twelve Fire God Guards!"

Jiang Chen casually summoned the Twelve Fire God Guards, launched a combined attack, and rushed towards Nanhua. He casually summoned the Dao Yun Qi. The Twelve Fire God Guards beside Jiang Chen were repelled away. Jiang Chen held the Tianlong Sword in his hand.

, swept across the invincible, connected with the twelve fire gods, but they were unable to compete with Nanhua. Du Juan and Fairy Dieyi were knocked back one after another, their pretty faces were covered with frost, and Jiang Chen was extremely worried, although the power in their bodies

The souls are controlled by Du Juan and Fairy Dieyi, but they are the bodies of Yan Qingcheng and Mo Lingdongchen.

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor's fighting spirit is unparalleled, but now it is difficult for him to reach one ten thousandth of what he was at his peak. The terrifying golden dragons in the hands of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor raged out, with dragon-shaped and tiger shadows, shaking the sky, the surrounding world, and even more

It's deafening.

"A bunch of humble guys want to fight with me, but you are not qualified enough."

Nan Hua shouted angrily, followed the wind with a palm strike, and with the thunderous force, Jiang Chen and the Twelve Fire God Guards were instantly blown away. If not for the Twelve Fire God Guards' resistance, Jiang Chen would have suffered heavy injuries like death.

The phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's soul was getting weaker and weaker. The cuckoo and the butterfly-clothed fairy staggered back with gushing blood. Their condition was also quite worrying.

"Damn guy."

The Zulong Emperor cursed secretly, but was unable to do anything.

"The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and all things have turned into rotten dogs. Is this the way of freedom and freedom? Zhuang Zhouzi, where is your way?"

Jiang Chen looked towards Beishan and roared like thunder. At that moment, he knew that the Zulong Emperor had tried his best, and Du Juan and Fairy Dieyi were helpless. Now they had no way to save themselves.

No matter how hard they tried, they were still no match for Nanhua Zhenren. Jiang Chen could only look to the north. He knew that the old man in white who was dying must be Zhuang Zhou. At this moment, he was the only hope.

At the top of Beishan, the old man in white sighed, looking lonely, as if he had grown older in an instant.

"Success is exquisite, and failure is exquisite. I have been free for a lifetime, but I am finally free. Is my road of freedom a broad road?"

Zhuang Zhouzi murmured, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Du Juan and Fairy Dieyi all looked at Jiang Chen. At that moment, the divine light in their eyes was extremely complicated. It seemed like they were sighing for Jiang Chen, but also like they had lingering affection for Jiang Chen. It was as if they had known each other before. Even Jiang Chen was confused.

It is unclear whether they are Du Juan and Dieyi Fairy or Yan Qingcheng and Mo Lingdongchen.

"I am smiling to the sky with my horizontal sword. Who can cut off the path of the past and live freely for the rest of my life? From now on, there will be no more Zhuang Zhouzi. Hahaha."

Nan Hua said proudly, his eyes scanning like a piercing sword light, making everyone shudder.

Jiang Chen's eyes were always looking towards Beishan. At this moment, Zhuang Zhouzi did not disappoint him. Not long ago, when his Emperor Realm soul was overwhelmingly filling Wangdi Mountain, Jiang Chen knew that the person on the top of Beishan was always there.

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"At the moment when I became a Taoist, I once said that there is no more Nanhua in the world."

Zhuang Zhouzi arrived through the air, and at that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him. The cuckoo's eyes were full of love, and the butterfly-robed fairy's eyes were blurred.

"Since you have transformed into a Tao, why do you still prefer the world of mortals? Are we indifferent to the billions of years of love between you and me?"

Nan Hua looked at Zhuang Zhouzi and said in a deep voice, in the eyes of Du Juan and Dieyi Fairy, although one is old and the other is young, they are the same.

"You ended up for me. I loved you wholeheartedly. However, the years have been miserable and your ambition is too big."

Zhuang Zhouzi said calmly, his expression calm, and his eyes met with Nan Hua's, as if he were looking at himself when he was young.

"Am I too ambitious? Hahaha, how did you ever know that the Tao of freedom is the best in the world, but you have no intention of cultivating it. You let the world be free, let the nine heavens wreak havoc, let the ancient powerful fly into the sky and escape, and even regard you as

Wuwu, you can swallow this breath, but I can't!"

Nan Hua shouted in a deep voice, his eyes sharp and sharp.

"There is nothing in the world, and it is only for people to disturb themselves. There is no sin in the past, but the origin has no beginning."

Zhuang Zhouzi said.


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