The soul shaking!

At this moment, Fantasy Dance has undoubtedly reached an extremely dangerous level.

The battle was not as expected, and Fantasy Dance had many advantages!

Even though tens of millions of years have passed, even though the soul power of the True God is not complete and has been consumed too much by tens of millions of years. However, the True God is still the True God.

No matter how powerful Fantasy Wu is, she can only fight with the current True God to a point where both sides suffer!

Perhaps, the only thing better is that Huanwu's injuries seem to be less serious than the True God.

Fantasy, I have done everything I should do and can do.

Now, the rest is up to Wang Chen.

Thinking of this, Huanwu urged Wang Chen loudly.

"I see!"

Hearing Huanwu's words, Wang Chen came to his senses and made a clever move!

I was actually distracted? This was a huge mistake.

At this time, distracted may even ruin all situations.

If the true god comes back to his senses, what will be more than that?

Wang Chen couldn't help but feel scared.

This is enough to show how tragic and crazy this battle was.

He didn't dare to hesitate any more. In a flash, Wang Chen rushed towards the weak soul of the True God that seemed to be destroyed at any time.

"No……"

Seeing Wang Chen's soul sweeping over, a huge crisis swept over, the true god roared unwillingly.

fail?

how so!

That's right, the true God felt failure and death.

This time it was real death.

how so?

Really God is unwilling to give up.

How much time has he spent, how much preparations he made and how much price he paid for this day?

For this day, how many times has he accompanied this bone in the cold land?

All the victory is right in front of you.

Now, my hope is shattered.

From heaven to hell? Perhaps it's just this feeling.

The face of the true god's soul was twisted.

"Xianwu, I'm not willing to give up! Why, why do you want to be enemies with me? Why do you want to help him? If it weren't for you, I would have returned to the world now. Why do you want to do this..."

The outside world, the remaining trace of soul power could not come to meet, and it was subjected to several great resistance.

Here, I was severely injured by Fantasy Dance!

The source of all failures is brought by Fantasy Dance.

This made the true god really unwilling to accept it.

He stared at Huanwu fiercely and roared.

"Your era is really about to end!"

Listening to the roar of the true god, Huanwu sighed softly?

"town!"

And just as Fantasy sighed, Wang Chen's soul had already swept before the true god's soul.

A complex talisman seal was pinched out in his hand, and Wang Chen suppressed the True God.

This talisman seal is temporary guidance from Fantasy Dance. This is an ancient talisman seal! Only such talisman seal can completely bind the true god, right?

Buzz...

As this talisman was pinched out, Wang Chen only felt that his soul power was terrifyingly extracted.

An energy that was almost terrifying to its limit was forcibly extracted in a blink of an eye. This energy was converted into a strange mark and blasted into the body of the true god!

As this talisman seal was imprinted, the body of the true god trembled.

“Ahhhh…”

A burst of roar came.

The true god who was tall and omnipotent in the past, his remnant soul roared like a wild dog and rolled on.

"Come to me!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Chen took a deep breath, stabilized his soul power, stimulated the energy of the baby, and forcibly swept the residual soul of the true god.

Wow...

A door opened, and Wang Chen's soul power seemed to return to the outside world with the soul of the true god.

The soul of the true god was suddenly swallowed into the belly by the baby of reincarnation!

"Refine it for me!"

With full concentration, Wang Chen devoted himself to cultivation.

The soul of the true god.

Now, what Wang Chen has refined is the soul of the true god?

Wang Chen wants to see how powerful the soul of this true god is?

Will the True God think of this day?

I'm afraid he will never think of it?

And he no longer had the opportunity to think.

Because now the initiative is completely in Wang Chen's hands.

...

Outside! Land of dry bones!

Wang Chen, who was originally struggling, no longer struggled.

The look of pain disappeared, and replaced by endless seriousness.

Holding his breath and concentrating his mind, Wang Chen quietly sat cross-legged among the dry bones and sank into the cultivation.

"No……"

Seeing this scene in the distance, the Nanhai Venerable who was entangled by Yuexiong let out a desperate roar.

His eyes were red, and the Venerable of the South China Sea seemed to have fallen into the abyss.

despair?

At this moment, despair is everything to the Master of Nanhai.

Isn’t Wang Chen’s actions enough to explain everything?

The breath of the true god has been restrained.

Wang Chen's aura still exists.

The true god failed?

how so……

Has the efforts of millions of years finally failed?

Amid the roar, the Nanhai Venerable's face turned pale!

Bang……

And between this divine god, the Nanhai Venerable who had originally occupied a little bit of the upper part, was severely injured by Yuexiong!

The confrontation between these strong men at this level is the most important thing.

Being out of the way in such a battle? Isn’t this seeking death, and what?

The Venerable of Nanhai was like a kite with a broken string and threw it away.

And Yuexiong? He followed closely!

At this moment, Yuexiong will not give the Nanhai Venerable a chance!
To be continued...