Rumble...

Amid the roar, for a moment, it was a strong wind and the air waves were rolling.

Without waiting for the death in my imagination, and without waiting for the pain in my imagination, I heard a light and ethereal shout, which made Wang Chen and others full of doubts.

Especially the moment they heard the sound of space tearing, they were even more alarmed.

Opening his eyes, Wang Chen and others looked up at the sky.

For a moment, I saw that the originally sealed space was torn open by my hands.

In the air, a violent vortex of air waves was born.

Bai Jiao, this extremely powerful existence, had the space confinement he had set up, and was simply torn apart by someone with his hands. This scene was so thrilling and terrifying.

How powerful is it to achieve this? Who is the sacred person who can achieve this?

Thinking of all this, Wang Chen and others were shocked.

Then, a graceful figure rushed into the space.

This figure is extremely fast, making people unable to see their face clearly. All they can see is a faint goose yellow color.

The next moment, when the Bai Jiao was about to hit Wang Chen and others, this figure blocked in front of Wang Chen and others, and snorted coldly and slapped out with a palm.

A seemingly casual palm actually...

He forcibly resisted Bai Jiao's full-strength attack.

And, the huge body hundreds of feet long and fiercely drove out the Bai Jiao out.

That's right, Bai Jiao was actually bombarded out at this moment, and was bombarded out without any suspense.

The body, which was hundreds of feet long and short, was blown away under this seemingly plain palm. It was so shocking and so verbal.

“Ahhhh…”

After being blown away by a palm, Bai Jiao also began to scream wildly.

Puff puff puff...

The next moment, the white dragon was squirting blood, dyeing the entire Donglong Pond red.

"Hmph, the little Sky-Swallowing Python dares to be arrogant here."

After slapped the Bai Jiao with one palm, standing in front of Wang Chen and others, Qingcheng's figure snorted coldly and said lightly.

The Sky-Swallowing Python...

Hearing these words, Wang Chen and others looked surprised.

This white dragon actually evolved from the Heaven-Swallowing Python...

No wonder, no wonder it is so powerful and its devouring power is so powerful. The Heaven-Swallowing Python is a powerful monster from the ancient times. This is an existence that is almost the same as the Scorpion Emperor. After evolving into the White Dragon, it is even almost comparable to the divine beast, so it is naturally extremely powerful.

At this moment, Wang Chen thought of the dragon snake in the Bai family's secret realm... what is the connection between the two.

While shocked, Wang Chen and others finally saw the person who came.

Because, after the white dragon was blown away, the visitor slowly turned around and looked at Wang Chen and others.

After seeing the person who came clearly, Wang Chen and everyone in the Wang family showed unbelievable expressions.

"Fantasy Dance..."

Wang Chen murmured subconsciously.

Huanwu, yes, the beautiful figure that appeared in front of him at this moment was not Huanwu, so who was it?

It turned out to be a fantasy, the fantasy that had disappeared for several years appeared in front of Wang Chen at this moment.

When we met again, Huanwu's temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the only thing that remained unchanged was her charming face.

However, under this kind of temperament as holy as snow lotus and as cold as iceberg, it made her look even more eye-catching...

Also, what remains unchanged is that she still likes to wear such gauze skirts. At the beginning, it was a white gauze skirt, but now it is a goose yellow gauze skirt, all of which are so pure and so elegant.

Looking at Huanwu, Wang Chen's expression was complicated at this moment.

Is this the fantasy dance I brought back from the Middle Ages?

The fantasy dance at the time was innocent, silent, and with a hint of innocence, she still needed protection at the time.

But now, Fantasy Dance has...

She was so strong.

A person with Nirvana, can a person with Nirvana be so powerful that her recovery speed is so fast?

For some reason, at this moment, looking at Huanwu, Wang Chen felt a little sadness in his heart, his blood began to boil inexplicably, and a faint sadness began to flow.

"Fantasy Dance...Fantasy Dance Girl, it's you."

When Wang Chen was stunned, the members of the Wang family came to their senses. Looking at Huanwu, they cheered and they were excited.

It turned out to be Huanwu, the most mysterious fantasy in the Wang family, has never appeared a few times, and has disappeared in the past few years. It turned out to be her, she appeared at the most dangerous moment in the Wang family.

Unexpectedly, she was so strong.

The white dragon was blown away with one palm. How powerful is this?

The members of the Wang family in despair saw hope and began to get excited.

Faced with the cheers of the Wang family, Huanwu nodded slightly and looked at Wang Chen.

There was a hint of tenderness, a hint of throbbing, and a hint of incomprehensible emotions in the eyes.

"Battle... Heaven..." Huanwu murmured, feeling a little dazzled.

The next moment, as if she thought of something, she slowly walked to Wang Chen step by step: "You... are okay."

The sound is very ethereal and refreshing.

Wang Chen came to his senses in this voice, but he couldn't help but feel sad... This sadness made Wang Chen feel inexplicable...

Did she call herself Zhantian just now?

"Zhantian, you... are here..."

"In the past and present life, prosperity has gone, dullness has returned to the truth. Everything is over. In the next life, there is another life, you are willing to save me."

"I... leave, I'm here..."

...

For a moment, words appeared in Wang Chen's mind, and scenes appeared.

Some of them are scenes that appear in the mysterious space of the Middle Ages, which Wang Chen personally experienced.

There were also some words that inexplicably appeared in Wang Chen's mind...

For a moment, Wang Chen felt completely in chaos.

"You're injured."

When Wang Chen was injured, Huanwu sighed and said slowly: "You... have a good rest..."

Sighing, Huanwu brushed with one hand, and in an instant, a soft energy wrapped around Wang Chen. The next moment, Wang Chen lost consciousness and fell into boundless darkness...

Relaxed...

Wang Chen's body was gently supported by Huanwu.

"Take care for him."

Holding Wang Chen's body, Huanwu looked at Wang Yan who was seriously injured: "He is handed over to you."

After handing over Wang Chen to Wang Yan, Huanwu turned around and looked at the seriously injured Bai Jiao.

Obviously, she was planning to deal with Bai Jiao.

At this moment, Bai Jiao's face was extremely strange and constantly changing.

Looking at Huanwu, he was shocked and suspicious.

"You... who are you? You are actually... You can actually break the spatial confinement of your deity. Who are you? After the ancient war and the medieval war, there is no such strong person. Who are you?"

The white dragon roared wildly and roared wildly.

The appearance of the fantasy dance made Bai Jiao a little messy.

He was very afraid of this person who could tear his confinement space.

Only he knows how powerful he is when confining space.

Such strength is easily torn apart by both hands... Bai Jiao also knows very well what this means.

Even at this moment, he ignored the pain in his body and his injuries.

"Who am I? The Battle of the Ancients and the Battle of the Middle Ages, what qualifications do you have to know? If you dare to hurt him, you will die."

Facing the roar of Bai Jiao, Huanwu just glanced at him, then turned to look at Wang Chen in a coma, and said quietly.

"Fire burning the sky."
To be continued...