Chapter 151

Countless battle pictures are played back and reorganized in his mind in a strange way. All the long swords, broken fragments, and residual swords, including the energy that the first generation finally ignited into the micro-environment, all come to his mind, and The way the world’s warriors are completely incomprehensible, split and calculated.

In the eyes of others, including the eyes of the bone-blowers, there is only one scene, but in Wang Chong’s mind, these pictures have evolved into countless data.

In this respect, Wang Chong used the huge mental power to break through the Da Luo Xian array, but compared with that time, it went further and became more powerful.

Time drips, slowly, and there is not much time left for Wang Chong.

Wang Chong’s current strength is too weak!

In the midst of it, he remembered the scene of three generations and one generation of war.

"Daluo, Da Luo, a powerful sword array, is endless, the more powerful the attack is..."

Wang Chong felt in his heart, but the next moment, his eyes swept over the sword that covered the fog in front of him, and Wang Chong was shocked and wondered what was going on.

"No! Da Luojian, Da Luo Xian Gong..."

In the midst of it, what seemed to be thought of, Wang Chong’s eyes suddenly became snowy. He lowered his head again, and his sword stretched out on his finger, and he was again portrayed on the blue stone bridge. With the lights on both sides of the stone bridge, I saw that Wang Chong’s paintings were more specific than before.

His fingers are drawn in the east, and the west is drawn. It seems that there is no regularity behind it. Actually, as Wang Chong draws more and more on the stone bridge, it gradually becomes vivid.

- That is actually a rough design of the big Luo, just like the signs on the chest of the six generations of living dead, but there are subtle differences in some places.

"Hey!"

The last one left a rough scratch on the stone bridge. Wang Chong’s eyes were transparent, and suddenly a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. Looking up, looking to the front, the other side of the stone bridge is still foggy, not distinguishing things, but for Wang Chong, he has already seen something different.

The true operation of the generation of the Da Luojian array!

Da Luo!

This sword array, regardless of its power or form of expression, is completely different from any kind of school that Wang Chong has seen before, but in the depths of the core, this sword array is in the same way as the Da Luo Xian array that Wang Chong encountered before. The essence and essence are the words of Da Luo.

"The repair of a generation on the martial arts has really surpassed all the previous Da Luo sects. He actually took a different approach from the two very different things, Da Luo Xian Gong and Da Luo Xian Zhen, and created the Da Luo Jian Zhen, but these three The origin is exactly the same."

Wang Chong blinked in the eyes, and his heart suddenly became clear. I changed it to other people. Even if I saw some clues from the Da Luojian array, it would be impossible to break through this big battle in a short time.

However, Wang Chong is different because he knows the way of Da Luo Xian Gong!

Although only the first weight, but for Wang Chong, has been greatly inspired. Needless to say, when Wang Chong controlled the three generations of fighting, he was well aware of the operation of the Da Luo in the three generations.

"...just that is not enough!"

But only for a moment, Wang Chong's brow wrinkled again, and a shadow was passed between the brows.

If it is his skill, or even a higher level, Wang Chong will choose to fight hard, but he is now very powerful, and has been blocked by two-thirds of the skill, even if it has been faintly sneaked into this big The mystery of Luo Jianzhen, now rushing up is still a dead end.

Wang Chong looked up and his eyes swept again to the two chains in front of the thick fog, and the generation that had been covered by thick fog on the other side and the sword.

"...the probability of death is too big, almost 70% or more, how can we pass in the end!"

Wang Chong muttered to himself, locked his brow.

The current information is still far from enough. Wang Chong’s mind is turning sharply, trying to find more ways to safely pass the Da Luojian array.

"But what should I do..."

Wang Chong's brow is getting wrinkled and deeper. So far, his biggest advantage is that like the three generations, the body has the same big arrogance. But even the more powerful three generations have fallen from the chain, and Wang Chong asks where he can easily avoid it.

Time ticking, slowly passing, Wang Chong double-closed, motionless, into thinking.

"call!"

There was no income in Wang Chong’s heart. When the brows wrinkled more and more tightly, a cold wind blew, and the fog in the abyss floated and boiled again. At this time, Wang Chong suddenly heard a bang in his ears.

That is the sound of the chain oscillating.

"Hey!"

In the midst of a flash of light across the mind, Wang Chong's eyes lit up, suddenly thought of something, a pair of brows slowly stretched out.

Once again, I observed the foggy sea and the abyss in front of me. Wang Chong closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. He finally stood up slowly.

"Ready?"

At this time, the bones of the bone-blowers came from the ears. He kept watching Wang Chong in the rear. Wang Chong's all subtle movements, one by one, completely escaped his eyes.

"I don't want to be prepared and have anything to do with it. It is impossible to change it here if you stay here. And if you stay for a while, will you let me go?"

Wang Chongtou did not return, faint.

The bone-blowers all heard the words, just smiled lightly and said nothing.

Wang Chong did not pay any attention to the bone-blowing division. He took a deep breath and took a small step forward. Although he said it was light, the slightly tight body under his robes revealed his true state.

This place is very dangerous, and every step can be ruined. For the next action, even Wang Chong himself is not very sure. However, the head is a knife, the head is also a knife, Wang Chong has no other choice.

"Hey!"

The next moment, in the eyes of the bonymasters, the king’s conflict stepped out, without any hesitation, so he stepped on the thick chain in front of him.

This sudden move, seeing the bone-blowers are a glimpse.

He saw Wang Chong writing and painting on the ground, and looking at the front and thinking constantly. At the end of the day, the corner of his mouth seemed to reveal a smile. The bone-blowers thought that Wang Chong had found a way. But the bone-blowers did not think of it, Wang Chong's approach is such a "simple and rude."

This is similar to the road to self-seeking.

"Exotic king, you!"

The bone-blowers all looked awkward and subconsciously wanted to stop Wang Chong. If Wang Chong walks over like this, the bone-blower is afraid that he will not find any information from him.

However, at this time, Wang Chong seems to have left the bone-blowing staff behind, and he could not hear anything from him. He did not wait for the bone-blowers to react. Wang Chong’s other foot on the stone bridge also Stepped out and landed on another chain.

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, the bone-blowers suddenly felt a cold heart. As soon as they left the scope of the stone bridge, they immediately provoked the sword array and attracted a generation of attacks. With Wang Chong’s meager strength, I was afraid that even one breath would If you don't persist, you will be killed on the spot.

"boom!"

When it was said that it was too late, it was at the moment when Wang Chong’s last foot went out, and suddenly there was a wave of emptiness in the void. The sword is sharp and screaming, but in a short period of time, the golden light is blazing, the swords of thousands of swords, the broken swords, and the broken swords erupt from the fog, and the face of Wang Chong strikes with the thunder and the rush, the momentum and before It is exactly the same when dealing with three generations.

Hey!

The golden light flashed, and Wang Chong was about to be worn by Wan Jian, and he was on the spot. However, at this time, unexpected things happened.

In just one moment, Wang Chong’s body was golden, and a big Luo Qiqi, which was exactly the same as the three generations, suddenly burst out and quickly spread all over the body. At the same time, Wang Chong’s body swayed, and the breath that came out of his body changed rapidly. From strong to weak, from weak to weak, and finally in the eyes of the bakers, they were under the weight of his arms. The chain is integrated.

- This is the case, Wang Chong actually borrowed his enormous incomparable mental power and "transformed" himself into a chain!

"!!!"

Rao is a baker who has already prepared all kinds of preparations. He even imagined that Wang Chong was worn by Wan Jian. However, this scene is far beyond his expectations.

For the first time, the bone-blowers were unexpected, and there was a deep shock in their eyes. The more shocking is still behind, when Wang Chong completed the series of changes, in an instant, the mid-air is dense, such as the squally "Flying Sword", as if losing the target in general, suddenly stopped.

At least 90% of the flying swords were suddenly fixed in the air, and the remaining flying swords still seemed to feel the presence of Wang Chong, but the speed suddenly dropped ten times.

With such a small change, the danger faced by Wang Chong immediately weakened to an incredible level.

In the face of the flying sword, Wang Chong is like a raccoon cat. The body is vertical and immediately flies away from another place on the front chain.

Feijian passed by Wang Chong and passed by. Wang Chong stunned the attack with no danger.

"How can this be?"

Behind him, the bone-blowers have long been watching. He imagined a scene where a thousand kinds of Wang Chong were shot, but he did not expect that things would be like this. The scene in front of him was completely out of his control, and he went to a direction that even the bone-blowers could not.

"A good alien king! No wonder that Wusumis and the surrounding countries are sleepy."

On the stone bridge, the wind was swaying, and the bone-blowers looked at Wang Chong, whose breath was already integrated with the chain, and couldn’t help but sigh in the heart and feel the emotion.

The spirit of a generation has been merged with this imaginary flying sword. Anyone who sets foot on this void will touch the spirit of a generation and incur a thunderous attack. The bone-blowers are all good at the technique of the black sky, and they can cross the sea, but they still have a generation of consciousness.

The three generations and the first generation are homologous, and the same Dalu Xiangong is cultivated, but it is still alarmed by a generation and hits the abyss.

With these two lessons from the past, there is basically no way to pass the consciousness of a generation. Although the orthopedics have a lot of thoughts, they only miss the two long chains.