Fang Chengjin has never heard of it.
It is normal to have a gun spirit in the gun.
After all, spiritual tools.
However, without the owner's use, the gun spirit actually took the initiative to fight, and even the power of the explosion was no less than the peak of the Daoyuan Realm, which is really a bit incredible.
The only explanation is that the gun spirit is a dead Jiuyou powerful soul!
Such a treasure, although he wanted to take it down.
But according to the current situation, let alone taking it, it may not even be possible to surrender!
"Damn it!"
As soon as his words fell, he felt the darkness swallowing.
Even flames.
It seemed to be the flames of the extremely yin land in the world, without the heat of flames, only the coldness of death.
His face suddenly pale.
Endless darkness obscured his vision.
He even found a figure condensed in the black fog in front of him.
His body was extremely huge, covered with black flame cloak, holding a spear in his hand, and a circle of bones wrapped around his waist.
The supreme posture seemed to be looking at Fang Chengjin from a high place.
Fang Chengjin was frightened.
The body condensed by the black fog in front of me is the gun spirit!
The spear spirit has no entity, but its aura and feeling far exceed the strength of the Emperor Realm.
Everything is true!
He even felt that as long as the look of this powerful man in Jiuyou could destroy his soul!
You should know that such powerful powers are all existences that shake the world, transcend the mortal world, and even reincarnation cannot be restricted. Why do they stand in the spear?
Now he is even controlled by a boy from the Holy King realm!
This can't be explained with any logic!
At this moment, his heart was in chaos, completely in chaos.
The black fog was too thick, and he couldn't see Ye Chen.
But Ye Chen's eyes could see through the dark fog for some reason.
He naturally discovered the figure condensed by the black fog.
The figure gradually became substantial.
He is a powerful man!
This powerful aura is daunting.
But this aura is completely different from the power of the cemetery of the Reincarnation.
Very familiar.
Very familiar.
It's like the blood from the body.
When Ye Chen thought of this, he was shocked and shook his head quickly: "Impossible."
He and Jiuyou Shitian Gun had never met, so how could he have the same bloodline?
But he suddenly thought that Ye Lingtian called him the palace master, and that the ancestors of this family had been waiting for him for generations, and were guarding the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear.
Is there really a connection between the two?
Or is it the Jiuyou Tianshen Gun waiting for him?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The bloodline and spiritual roots on his body have not been confirmed yet.
Kunlun Void cannot be tested, so it can only be regarded as ordinary roots and waste roots.
However, the powerful people in the Reincarnation Cemetery repeatedly emphasized the special nature of their own bloodline.
Ye Chen seemed to feel that the Nine Nether Sky Killing Spear was a clue to the origin of his bloodline!
And at the same time, Fang Chengjin's side.
Endless pressure enveloped.
Fang Chengjin was so scared that he fell to the ground.
"You... don't come here! Why do you have to help that kid! Get out of here!"
His eyes were terrified. He wanted to release his true energy in his body, but found that the black mist was sweeping over like a vine.
Completely entangled his whole body.
Continuously shrinking.
Blood was constantly overflowing.
"Get out!"
Fang Chengjin spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were red, and he screamed wildly.
But his power was actually bound.
At this time, he was like a person without any cultivation level!
How can there be a chance of a fight when facing a peerless strong man?
The Jiuyou Power looked at Fang Chengjin with interesting interest and said, "You dare to kill someone I recognize? Do you know what the origin of this son?"
The thunder sound rolls, and the sound is transmitted into my ears.
Fang Chengjin's ears seemed to explode, and blood flowed.
"I...I don't know, sir, I didn't mean it, they are all Ziwei Sect. I'm just an elder of Ziwei Sect. Please calm down."
Jiuyou's great man waved his sleeves and grabbed his five fingers: "Hmph! What does Ziwei Sect count in my eyes? Even if your Ziwei Taoist from Ziwei Sect comes to me, he must kneel down and surrender. Why don't you kneel down!"
Another sentence was said, blood flowing out of Fang Chengjin's eyes and nose.
The most powerful power is unquestionable!
"Puff!"
Fang Chengjin spit out a mouthful of blood again!
But when he came to his senses, he thought of something.
Ziwei Taoist!
This is the one who founded the Ziwei Sect!
The ancestor who started the sect and sect!
The head and even the Supreme Elder had to respect, but such a person actually had to kneel down in front of this sword spirit!
He didn't believe it, nor did he dare to believe it.
Why did such a top figure become a sword spirit?
Before he could retreat from the shock, Jiuyou's powerful arm waved gently.
The black mist turned into sword energy and frantically turned towards Fang Chengjin.
Fang Chengjin's body was instantly penetrated!
Everything around it seemed to turn into a sea of ​​blood and into hell! The dead souls were crying!
"Sir, please spare me, I'm willing to be that kid's slave!"
This is Fang Chengjin's last hope.
Unexpectedly, the powerful Jiuyou smiled coldly: "Slave? You are worthy of death just because of your mere waste at the peak of Daoyuan Realm!"
The sea of ​​blood seemed to turn into a giant beast and directly swallowed Fang Chengjin's body.
A burst of thunder shook the sky.
The strong wind whistled by, and there was no body in the world that Fang Chengjin had!
Even the broken bones were gone.
The supreme pressure covers all directions, in the sky and the earth, and there is no way out!
At the same time, the arena barrier set up by Han Daoshan also shattered and immediately turned into nothingness!
The array plate jade pendant floating in the air was also cracked, the light disappeared, and it was extremely dim.
It fell on the ground.
The black fog disappeared, and Jiuyou's mighty look at Ye Chen.
There was a dark light flashing between Ye Chen's eyebrows.
A generous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"A thought of the demon has withered forever, and I can see the young man standing in the world from afar!"
"The Supreme Demon Lord, control the cycle of reincarnation, recite the Burn Cang, and think of the Burn Qiong!"
"When you truly embark on this bloody road, you will achieve the supreme peak, and the universe will be dominated by you, haha..."
After saying that, the powerful Jiuyou finally turned into a spear spirit and got into the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear.
The black fog was completely gone.
Everything returned to peace.
The Jiuyou Tianshen Gun slowly fell down, and Ye Chen spread his hands and held them.
He looked at the thing in his hand and was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!