Chapter 4650 Live to see people and die to see corpses
"Nine-Colored Thunder?"
Jiang Chen's eyes were extremely hot, and the nine-color thunder fell from the sky, silently, but with amazing power, with a loud rumbling sound, covering the sky and the sun.
Nine colors of thunder gathered together and descended from the clouds. Jiang Chen felt a palpitation in his heart. The terrifying thunder from the sky was three points stronger than his own thunder.
"Such a terrifying thunderbolt, even if it hits a strong person from the ninth level of the star level, it is probably dead or alive!"
The Six-Spine Panlong couldn't help but be speechless. It was so terrifying. It was the first time he had seen such a terrifying thunder since he was born between heaven and earth. The nine colors represented nine different powers. The intertwined powers seemed to transform the entire world.
The whole sky was blocked.
"Indeed, these nine thunders seem to be their own masters, but in fact, they are one thunder!"
Jiang Chen said seriously.
"How is that possible?"
The six-spine dragon looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible, it's just because you don't understand."
Jiang Chen's expression was very serious. At this time, he saw a figure. Under the nine-color thunder, the figure was like cast steel. The long hair was shawl, moving with the wind. He was shirtless, with golden muscles and bones, and the whole body was covered in flames.
Among them, they looked up to the sky and roared.
"No...impossible...Feng'er!!!"
Jiang Chen's eyes were about to burst and his face was pale and bloodless. He did not expect that under the nine-color thunder, it would be Feng'er. Although it was just a back figure, Jiang Chen would never admit that it was Feng'er.
Is there something wrong? Feng'er is here? Why does Feng'er appear under Nine Colors of Thunder?
"don't want--"
Jiang Chen roared and charged away, his eyes filled with blood.
He kept rushing towards the Nine-Colored Thunderbolt at extremely high speeds, because once the Nine-Colored Thunderbolt fell, Feng'er would definitely die.
"This is too scary, Jiang Chen, you—"
The Six-Spine Panlong didn't squint, but he never expected that Jiang Chen would actually move towards the Nine-Colored Thunder. He was calling the shirtless young man. Could that person be Jiang Chen's relative? Is that really the case?
Otherwise, why would he rush forward desperately? For masters like them, the Nine-Colored Thunder has absolutely no hope. With that kind of pressure, from head to toe, the Six-Spine Panlong felt like he was
Everyone before Nine Colors Thunder was overwhelmed, but at this moment, Jiang Chen actually rushed forward.
Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, we prefer to go to the Tiger Mountains!
He had no choice, because that shirtless young man was his son and the most important relative in his life. How could Jiang Chen watch Feng'er being struck by the nine-color thunder?
Even if it costs his own life, Jiang Chen will not hesitate.
Feng'er is his belief and hope to enter the eternal world alone. He has been waiting for all these years. He firmly believes that Feng'er will be fine, and as long as he works hard, he will be able to find Feng'er.
Jiang Chen didn't hesitate at the scene before him. No matter how terrifying the nine-color thunder was, as a father, he had nothing to fear. As long as Feng'er was fine, he would be happy.
"Feng'er, wait for me! My father is here!"
Jiang Chen's body was like lightning, he flew away, his feet climbed up the ladder to heaven, and he walked as fast as flying.
"Father, don't come here. There is no end to the sea of suffering. When you turn around, you will finally get back to the shore!"
Jiang Chen didn't know whether it was in his heart or in his mind that these words echoed, that was definitely Feng'er's voice, it must be him!
"The sea of suffering has no end...turning back to shore..."
It lasts a long time and is inspiring.
"Why."
The six-spine dragon's face was ashen, and he sighed softly. Jiang Chen would probably have a narrow escape from death. The nine-color thunder could not even be avoided by the star-level ninth heaven. It is estimated that only a strong man who surpassed the star-level could be able to fight it.
Although he resisted, Jiang Chen still went without hesitation.
"I'm coming too!"
Jiang Chen was extremely anxious in his heart. The Nine Colors Thunder was too fast, too strong, and too violent. Jiang Chen activated the thunder in his body, lingering around him, preparing for a crazy impact with the Nine Colors Thunder.
Zhe Yu Drought Thunder!
The golden thunder breaks through the sky!
Jiuchen Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!
Thousand Flames of Destruction Thunder!
Four rays of thunder intertwined on Jiang Chen's body, and the origin of the thunder continued to spread out. Jiang Chen rose up, approaching the nine-color thunder.
"What a Jiang Chen!"
The six-spine dragon's eyes were red, and Jiang Chen's thunder source protected his heart. In this battle, facing the nine-color thunder, Jiang Chen might not necessarily be destroyed.
Maybe, there is still a chance!
Perhaps, everything has just begun!
Jiang Chen was united in his thoughts. He must save his son. This was what he had been working hard for for so long, even if he was shattered to pieces, even if he was destroyed forever.
The Six-Spine Panlong knew that Jiang Chen was not just charging. He knew well that even if the four thunder origins could not resist the nine-color thunder, they would definitely not be destroyed by being smashed into ashes.
"Wind!"
"Wind!"
"Get out of the way!"
Jiang Chen roared at the top of his lungs, even his eyeballs were about to pop out.
Because, he was too late, the nine-color thunder struck Feng'er's body, and he was still one step behind after all.
"No--"
Jiang Chen felt as if he was dead. He was just one step away from saving Feng'er.
Under the bombardment of nine-color thunder, Feng'er's flesh and blood were separated and disappeared into smoke.
Jiang Chen was even more shaken back by the terrifying aftermath of the thunder. If it weren't for the four thunder origins protecting his body, he might have died without a burial place.
But these are not what Jiang Chen cares about. What he cares about is that Feng'er didn't hide away, and he was one step behind. Why!
Why!
Just one step away!
Jiang Chen's heart was like a knife, beating his chest and blaming himself endlessly, why couldn't he be the one who died? Why did Feng'er have to bear the blast of the nine-color sky thunder? Why exactly?
"puff--"
Jiang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body under the dragon transformation was almost pierced by the nine-color sky thunder. No one could imagine how domineering this nine-color sky thunder was.
"Why, why wasn't I the one who died..."
Jiang Chen murmured, with a tear in his eyes filled with a father's self-blame and guilt, and he was unwilling to accept it.
"It's fake, Jiang Chen, all of this is fake."
In an instant, the world changed dramatically, and the six-spine dragon woke up like a dream and shouted.
Jiang Chen's eyes scanned the surrounding sky, his mood still indescribable.
The six-spine dragon rushed towards Jiang Chen crazily. Everything that happened just now was so realistic, as if it were real. Fortunately, it was just an illusion.
But only Jiang Chen, and only himself, knew that this was not a dream!
Jiang Chen could clearly distinguish between fantasy and reality. Although this was very much like an illusion, Jiang Chen knew very well in his heart that this was not a dream at all. Feng'er, where are you?
Jiang Chen wants to see people alive, and wants to see corpses when dead. Jiang Chen's heart is like a knife twisting, but he will not give up!