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1315 The weak eat the strong

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Such a terrifying fire dragon shocked Chen Xiaolong, but there was no fear on his face. A silver light flashed in his eyes. An invisible energy formed over him, and it turned into a huge hand. He grabbed the rushing fire dragon and twisted it hard. The fire dragon that was just now was instantly crushed and scattered into countless Mars.

"Divine Thought Transformation?" When he saw Chen Xiaolong transforming a giant hand with his divine thought, both Ma Junjie, Mithus and Plath were surprised. This is a realm that can only be possessed in the mid-level Qianyuan realm? Could it be that his cultivation has reached the mid-level Qianyuan realm? This... is the speed too fast?

"It seems that we can't kill him today, so we will definitely die in the end... use all our strength..." Ma Junjie roared immediately, pointing at Chen Xiaolong with a single finger, and a lightning flash fell from the sky and slashed at Chen Xiaolong. However, Chen Xiaolong's mind power was fully activated, teleported dozens of meters in one step, avoiding Ma Junjie's attack, but Mitheus and Prat had already caught up with his pace. The two of them swung a punch at the same time and smashed at his body, not giving him any chance to fight back at all?

At this time, even if Chen Xiaolong used his magical transformation move, it would be difficult for him to avoid the attacks of the two of them at the same time. Fortunately, the Silver Wolf had already rushed over again at this time and stopped Mitheus's attack. Then Chen Xiaolong took this opportunity to avoid Plath's punch.

However, Ma Junjie, who had been waiting, made another ice arrow with one hand and went straight to Chen Xiaolong's heart. Almost instantly, the ice arrow had already arrived at Chen Xiaolong's heart, which surprised Chen Xiaolong again.

This guy seems to be a potential figure of the power of mind? But why can he use this magic-like move? Could it be that this is the Qi training man in the ancient legend?

Chen Xiaolong didn't know that Ma Junjie was indeed a potential person of Mind Power. He also obtained a cultivation technique passed down from ancient times. With his own powerful soul power, he could use some simple spells. However, such spells did not work for the most powerful potential person. He could only deal with Chen Xiaolong, who was also a potential person of Mind Power, who was not too strong.

Of course, this is also the reason why he is not a Qi training man. A real Qi training man not only has strong soul power, but also has a true energy power gathered in his body. The power of the spells used through the true energy power is greatly enhanced, and their soul power is just used to control the attack range of the spells...

However, at this time, Chen Xiaolong had no extra thoughts on these issues, because the ice arrow had accurately hit his shoulder, and he felt like his entire shoulder was frozen.

At this time, Plath's figure rushed towards him again, and another extremely barbaric punch. A flame formed instantly and it was covered by Chen Xiaolong.

In such a crisis, Chen Xiaolong retreated repeatedly, his eyes flashed constantly, but he did not use any moves, as if he was brewing some ultimate moves?

Ma Junjie's eyes were sharp-eyed. After seeing this situation, he ignored Chen Xiaolong. A light flashed in his eyes. His figure disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already behind the sand slope thousands of meters away. Then the mind power in his body was fully activated and he quickly fled to the distance. He clearly understood that not only Chen Xiaolong was here, but even Ye Xingchen and others were not far away. Since he could not kill Chen Xiaolong in seconds, the best way was naturally to escape...

When he learned that Chen Xiaolong had become a medium-sized Qianyuan man, he also understood that if he really ran away, with Chen Xiaolong's strong mind power, he would definitely be able to catch up with him unless he was injured.

The wound can make people feel pain, but once it hurts, it is difficult to concentrate the divine power, and the combat power of the mind will be greatly reduced. Therefore, as soon as Chen Xiaolong was injured, Ma Junjie fled far away at full speed, regardless of the oath to kill Chen Xiaolong.

Neither Chen Xiaolong nor Plass expected that Junjie Ma would leave when he was infected with the bacteria, and he was stunned for a moment. However, Chen Xiaolong came here this time to chase Junjie Ma, so how could he let him leave easily?

It was time to concentrate on chasing Ma Junjie, but the ice arrow inserted on her shoulder suddenly burst out, and countless ice slags pierced directly into his body, causing him to faint in pain.

It turned out to be an ice-breaking arrow...

At this time, Plas also came to his senses. When he saw Chen Xiaolong's body pause, he punched Chen Xiaolong with a sudden punch. Chen Xiaolong, who was defenseless, was hit by this punch, but the power of fire rushed into his body instantly, constantly destroying all his functions...

His body flew straight out like a kite with broken strings, and blood spurted out from his mouth again, and his face became pale, cold and hot, which made him faint in pain.

"Let's go..." Chen Xiaolong was knocked away with a punch, and Plas shouted, "Since Ma Junjie has escaped, what else do they have to do? Could it be that others can make wedding clothes?"

"I want to leave, do you think you can still leave?" But the two of them didn't expect that at this moment, a cold voice came from afar. Almost just the moment when the words fell, Ye Xingchen's figure had appeared at the scene. A breath of inviting to hit him came from him, as if it was not a person, but a planet, a meteorite that could destroy the entire earth...

At this time, Plath and Mitheus were surprised to find that Ye Xingchen had actually reached the Qianyuan realm, the highest realm they knew on earth? How did they practice? How did they develop so fast? In a few years, they actually became super-class strong people in the middle realm of Qianyuan. This speed was too fast?

But what surprised them even more was in the backstage. Almost the moment Ye Xingchen landed, Ouyang Jun, Zi Feng, Lei Shao, and Situ Wanling also arrived one by one, while Wang Xiaohu and Kufkaski followed closely behind. When Zi Mo, who was over ten meters tall and with a ferocious face, followed Ye Xingchen and others, Mitheus and Plas were completely stunned in place...

Why does "he" look like he is subdued? How does he look so obedient?

"Mo'er, you have suffered in the past few years. Now I will avenge you for your father..." Zi Feng looked at Mitheus and Plass coldly, and said coldly. His purple eyes emitted a cold look that made people look similar to wild beasts.

Thinking about it, her son, who should have been lively and innocent, was used to study it and became such a monster that is not human and not ghost. How could she not be angry? Moreover, the disaster that happened back then was also caused by the person of the Seven Deadly Sins. How could such a deep hatred be revenged?

Feeling the murderous aura in Zi Feng's heart, Zi Mo, Ouyang Jun, Lei Shao, Wang Xiaohu and others retreated aside. Some helped Chen Xiaolong up, while others defended the way for the two to retreat, otherwise they would have any possibility of escaping.

"Dad, I understand..." Zi Mo's huge face showed a grim smile, but his eyes looked at the scientific researchers gathered not far away. Most people here treated him as a test subject. Isn't it time to take revenge now?

Seeing the giant Zi Mo looking at him and others, although they didn't understand what was going on, the researchers were still trembling. They knew Zi Mo's combat power clearly. How could they resist without the protection of soldiers? The space from the depths of their souls made them no longer have the vast desert to escape around them.

Zi Mo let out a childlike innocent laugh, and his huge body rushed towards these people, just like a child chasing a group of chickens...

Almost just a moment, Zi Mo had caught up with someone, grabbed his waist and grabbed him. Regardless of the man's panic scream, he grabbed his head with his other hand, and pulled it hard, and pulled his head directly from his neck. Blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain. Zi Mo laughed and threw it aside, and started his own game again...

Seeing such a bloody scene, Mitheus and Plath were so shocked that they didn't know what to do. It was hard for them to understand how Zi Mo, who had no one at all, was subdued by each other? He still called each other's father?

However, Zi Feng obviously did not give them time to figure it out. When he saw his body take a step forward, purple flames emerged from his body, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed out ten feet high. The already hot environment warmed up a lot, and even the sand on the ground was about to melt. In a faint way, Mitheus and Plath seemed to see that behind Zi Feng, there was a flame demon dancing wildly, and the scorching flames seemed to be about the destruction of the whole world.

Seeing such a terrifying flame power, Plath, who is also a potential person with fire power, then he realized how big the gap between him and the other party was. This was simply the gap between a child and an adult, not only the gap in realm, but also the gap in the quality of the other party's flame.

The flames are also divided into many flames. Their own flames are just open fires in nature, but what about them? Such clear purple flames are the flames of destruction that exist in many ancient texts. Legend has it that they can destroy everything? How can they resist such terrifying fireworks?

Before the war began, Mitheus and Plath had lost their confidence in fighting and were about to beg for mercy, but Zi Feng's voice sounded: "Give you a chance to survive. As long as you can take my three moves, no one will intercept you again..."

"Ah..." Plath and Mitheus were angry at first. He was too arrogant. Three moves? Even if they were thirty moves, they might not be able to defeat them. However, after anger, they were overjoyed. Since there were only three moves, then they could not survive?

At that moment, the two looked at each other, and they both released the power they were hidden at the same time, forming a whirlwind of whirlwinds in front of Mihusse, perfectly covering him. Plath's body was also covered by red flames, as if a fireman from the Flame Mountain.

Zi Feng just looked at the two of them coldly, looking at their soaring power, their eyes were surprisingly cold, as if they were already two corpses.

Just as the two men accumulated their power to the highest fixed point, Zi Feng suddenly moved. He just took a step forward so gently. In a very small step, a dazzling light flashed through Zi Sè's pupils, and a snorted softly, the demon god summoned the soul.

As soon as the voice fell, he had already reached forward and grabbed it. A giant claw formed by the flames was formed in front of him. He instantly came to Mixiu and Plath, and grabbed the two of them.

Feeling the power of the huge catch of the flame, Mihusse and Plass both changed their faces, and their bodies flashed to both sides at the same time, but the giant claws suddenly accelerated and grabbed Plass's sky spirit cover. Then they heard a foolish voice. It was the sound of Plass' whole body burning her skin by the flame power of the flame claws. Then they heard a huge scream from Plass' mouth. The giant claws pulled upwards, and a figure that was invisible to the naked eye was captured from Plass' sky spirit cover. It was Plass' soul. Ye Xingchen and others could even see the figure struggling constantly, but in just a moment, it was burned to ashes by the terrifying flame force. As for his **, it was completely covered by the purple flame.

When Mihus heard Plath's tragic scream, he did not stop at all and ran towards Zi Feng at full speed. He knew that only by relying on his own speed could he avoid three moves from Zi Feng's hands.

But before he got close to Zi Feng, a purple light flashed in the void. Then he saw a scimitar slashing through his neck. He didn't even have time to scream, and his head fell down. As for his soul power, he was completely absorbed by Zi Yue Dao.

He easily killed two Qianyuan strong men. Zi Feng's eyes were not satisfied at all. Ye Xingchen and others were not too surprised, because they knew that this was Zi Feng's real strength. If Mitheus and Plas had not completely angered Zi Feng, he would never have used his true strength.

Poor Mithus and Plath, as one of the giants of the Seven Deadly Sins, could not understand until they died. Four of Ye Xingchen and his men had reached the middle level of Qianyuan, and even Ye Xingchen was close to the high level of Qianyuan. However, they had been practicing for many years, but they had been staying at the first level of Qianyuan. This has to be said to be a huge sorrow.

In the desert, there is still a game of cat and mouse catching. Seeing Zifeng torture and playing with researchers like toys, Ye Xingchen and others did not stop it. This is just a cause and effect. When these people use a child as a test subject to research, they should be prepared to be played with. What morality and sympathy are all for the weak. The principle of this world is the prevalence of the weak.hf();
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