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Chapter two hundred and sixty-one consecutive collection of Arhats(1/2)

At this moment, as the dust dissipated and the red light dissipated, the next moment, a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

I saw him covered in blood, holding a large cauldron in his left hand, and his body was tall, like a god of war.

Especially his right hand, he was actually holding a head at this moment.

He is Wang Chen.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Wang Chen... Oh my God, it's Wang Chen."

"That's the head, the head of the ancient people."

In an instant, everyone was panicked and even stained.

Wang Chen appeared, and he carried the head in his hand. What this means is self-evident.

Wang Chen won, and he killed the ancient people.

The yard suddenly felt like it was a boiling pot.

Wang Chen's actions against the will of heaven shocked everyone's heart.

"He, really kill the ancient people."

Among the crowd, Duan Tianren's expression was complicated at this moment, and he murmured to himself.

At this moment, his inner horror was not inferior to anyone.

With Duantian Ren's strength, he could imagine how fierce the ancient people were. Although the ancient people had been sleeping for millions of years and had weak qi and blood, their strength was definitely not inferior. At least, they had reached a level of half a step of pure yang, and they were definitely not able to compete with the Xuanyue level.

Now Wang Chen is killing him strongly, which is like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking his heartstrings.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Chen's face was calm at this moment.

He, holding a human head, walked out of the sinkhole step by step.

"The ancient people are destroyed."

Standing on the sinkhole, Wang Chen glanced around and hummed coldly.

boom……

In one sentence, the world will change its color.

"Ah, boy... I'm not dead. I have the ability to let me go, untie my seal, and I'll fight you again."

However, what is surprising is that after Wang Chen finished speaking, the head in his hand began to speak at this moment.

hiss……

The sudden scene was stunned.

The head actually spoke, which was really shocking.

This almost surpasses everyone's imagination. Although Pure Yang's life is endless and powerful, it is not so perverted.

If this is the case, who else can kill Chunyang?

Facing this scene, everyone's hearts were rolling, but Wang Chen's face was cold and he remained unchanged.

"Hmph, the Pure Yang person, even if you are Taichung Chunyang, with strong strength and strong vitality, as long as you still have it, you can turn the world around with every breath, so what?"

Listening to the roar of the head in his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Chen's mouth.

Stepping into Pure Yang and approaching immortality, as long as you still have one breath and one trace of essence and blood, life will continue to last, and it will be difficult to kill after the erosion of time.

At this moment, this ancient man didn't know what method he used to store a trace of essence and blood in his mind, and even held his last breath without stopping.

This still makes his life still breathe.

If Wang Chen had not sealed his life breath, based on this head, this ancient man would have been able to recast his body in a short period of time.

Such methods are terrifying and deserving of the ancients, who have deceived many years.

But, even so, so what?

At this moment, Wang Chen was just a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In the shock of everyone, Wang Chen performed the Nine Heavens Holy Temple at once,

"Recast your body and spare your life for me, Arhat, otherwise I will destroy your head and cut off your vitality."

In the Nine Heavens Holy Hall, Wang Chen threw his head out and looked at the head rolling on the ground, Wang Chen said lightly.

"Hmph, for you, don't think about it, what is the difference between such a thoughtless thing and death? Kill me."

Faced with Wang Chen's seal and request, the ancient people hummed unwillingly.

He knew very well how the Nine Heavens Temple existed.

If he becomes an Arhat, although he can be reborn, what is the difference between him and death? He will not surrender.

"Okay, since that's the case, you will become my Shura King's food."

Faced with the rejection of the ancient people, Wang Chen didn't say more.

With a wave of his hand, the rolling head was instantly taken back to Wang Chen's hand, and his hands were torn apart, and Wang Chen was preparing to open the Shura battlefield.

This ancient man had been destroyed by Wang Chen before, and even Wang Chen thought he would die. At that time, he was quite a pity. However, Wang Chen unexpectedly discovered that this man had a great secret technique and had actually lived a secret life with his head, trying to deceive Wang Chen and the sky.

Unfortunately, Wang Chen finally discovered it.

Wang Chen did not cut off his last glimmer of vitality. He hoped that this guy could still become an Arhat.

Using his means to restore his body and become an Arhat, his strength will sooner or later return to his peak. This is undoubtedly a huge help. Therefore, Wang Chen spared his life.

However, since this person refuses to become an Arhat, there is only death.

The Shura King will like this ration very much.

"King Shura...Shura Hell, you..."

Wang Chen's words made the man's eyes widen and his face was full of disbelief.

Shura Hell is an infinitely powerful existence, Shura King... is even more clear to this person in the ancient times.

That was the existence that both the face true god and the demon god were afraid of. Wang Chen actually realized the Shura Tao in the six realms of reincarnation. He had more than one Nine Heavens Holy Hall.

For a moment, the face of the ancient man was frozen.

"No……"

Finally, when Wang Chen was about to open the Shura Hell, the man compromised.

Death still scares him. The million-year smuggling is just resurrection. Now, facing death again, why endure the destruction of millions of years? The ancient people finally relaxed in fear.

He took a deep breath: "Okay, I can become your arhat, a hundred years of promise, and a hundred years later, I will be free."

The man said in a deep voice with his eyes flashing.

"Can."

After pondering for a while, Wang Chen agreed decisively.

A hundred years is enough.

If Wang Chen had been in this century, his strength would have been greatly improved. At that time, what would be a mere Arhat?

More importantly, Wang Chen has its plans: "But you have to hand over your secret method."

Wang Chen set his sights on this powerful secret technique.

Rebirth with his head, he was able to hide his essence and blood inside his head. This method was really powerful, which made Wang Chen jealous.

The stars are tempered by the body, the essence and blood are immortal, and life is immortal. If Wang Chen can practice this method of hiding essence and blood, he will be extremely powerful.

If he steps into Pure Yang, he will definitely be close to immortality at that time. His life will be immortal. It is difficult for anyone in this world to kill him.

"good."

Faced with Wang Chen's request, the ancient man, whose life was in danger, gritted his teeth and agreed.

After a while, Wang Chen gave the mantra enough time to recast his body.

Then, the holy energy quickly suppressed and refined the Arhat.

boom……

The golden light flashed and the holy energy filled the air.

"The Arhat returns to his position."

A low voice came, and the ancient man was completely suppressed and turned into an arhat after he recovered from his body.

"You are my immortal arhat."

Looking at the Luohan shrouded in golden light, Wang Chen murmured: "Restore your strength well. The world is in chaos, I can use you."

After the words came to an end, Wang Chen waved his arm and withdrew from the Nine Heavens Temple.

call……

The wind was howling, and when Wang Chen appeared on the plain again, it attracted endless eyes.
To be continued...
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