686: C686 Life-saving Card

C686 Life-saving Card

The Hundred Treasures Sack chased after the chicken skin old man under the control of the tender young girl.

Although the Hundred Treasure Bag was a divine tool, it could not be used forever. Therefore, the chicken skin old man did not choose to clash head on with it, but continuously tried to flee, attempting to use up all the spiritual energy within the divine tool.

Without a doubt, although the old man's method was a bit disgraceful, it was the safest.

The cold-looking swordsman held a long sword in his hands, and a huge sword shadow that covered the sky appeared in the air.

This sword shadow was like a mountain that stretched across the horizon.

The cold swordsman wielded the sword in his hand, and the giant sword that covered the sky began to move.

Among the five demon spirit masters, the demon cultivator with an ox head on his head gave a deep snort, then his ox eyes widened as his temper shot straight to the top of his head. He took a heavy step forward and raised both of his hands, intending to use a pair of hands to drag this huge sword that covered the entire sky.

The old yak who was plowing the fields had the temper of an ox. This demi-human cultivator was clearly in a better mood than the old ox.

Ye Qing, who had the closest relationship with Chen Jin Ling, did not use her Divine Equipment 'trump card. Instead, she squinted her eyes and sized up the five Hierarchs. Her black and white eyes gradually turned blue, then a light purple, and then finally became too golden.

Chen Chang Ku looked at the strange Ye Qing, then turned to look at Chen Ling, Chen Xin Xin and Fatty Wang.

As a direct descendant of the Chen family, not only did Chen Jin Ling have a low rank divine tool, she was also the sole son of the Chen family's banner branch, and was also the flesh and blood of Chen Deli. Naturally, Chen Jin had a low rank divine tool, too, and Fatty Wang was bashful for a long time.

Fatty Wang rolled his eyes at Chen Chang He and said in a voice filled with pain: "I am not like you guys who have a good family background. We are rogue cultivators, and the cultivation and magic treasure we have today are all exchanged for with our lives … Sigh … "This is my only Inferior Grade Divine Weapon and it is not a consumable one. It will be used once and will be gone once it is used …"

Chen Changsheng noticed that the white robed fatty was even more lacking in kicks than Gong Qingteng, he rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry, I can't hold on any longer!"

Fatty Wang's grudging wife pouted, before throwing the unusual handkerchief in her hands away.

The moment this seemingly ordinary handkerchief was waved, it transformed into a brown ray of light and shot into the sky. It pierced through the clouds and overturned the fog.

Chen Changsheng could not help but raise his head to look at the sky, and not long after, he discovered thunder and lightning crackling in the sky. The previously clear sky had risen up along with the brown "handkerchief", and was now covered with dark clouds.

"Hu!"

The next moment, the handkerchief pierced through the clouds, bringing with it the speed of lightning. It instantly pierced through the clouds, causing a series of sonic booms to ring out. Finally, it stopped in front of Fatty Wang.

Chen Chang He felt the light from the corner of his eyes, and when he looked up at the sky again, the sky had already returned to normal.

On the other hand, the handkerchief that had stopped in front of Fatty Wang was no longer as calm as it had been when he had taken it out. Thunder blue and lightning purple energy surged within the handkerchief, as if it could break free at any time.

Seeing that, Chen Chang Ku's pupils constricted, and he said: "You wrapped yourself with the heavenly thunder?"

Fatty Wang was a little pleased with himself and said: "The power of this handkerchief is extremely close to a medium-grade divine tool, it can be used by myself with the help of the divine lightning! If it wasn't for the fact that my life was in danger, I wouldn't have taken it out so easily … Mother, this thing can only be used once.

The dead poor monk did not die.

Fatty Wang's bitter expression amused Chen Chang'e, and he gloated: "Hurry up, don't waste time. If we can kill one, we'll kill one. We're only five kilometers away from the border of the Shanxian Mountains."

"Got it, got it."

Fatty Wang glared at Chen Chang'e and gritted his teeth. In the end, he threw out the handkerchief that had been wrapped around Tianlei in pain.

Among the five demon spiritual masters, a robust human cultivator coldly snorted as he charged forward, simply not putting a mere handkerchief in his eyes. Although he could feel the trembling of his heart from the handkerchief, the material of the handkerchief was too special. It blocked most of the heavenly thunder's power, so this fallen human spirit master thought that he could block this handkerchief that contained heavenly thunder.

He formed a seal with his hands and released a defensive qi barrier. He even used a top-grade defensive magical equipment.

He believed that as long as he could block this bolt of lightning, he would be able to instantly kill that spherical fatty.

Boom!

Only when the handkerchief wrapped with heavenly lightning hit his defensive qi barrier did he suddenly realize one thing.2

It was a pity that by the time he realized this, it was already too late. The lightning had instantly illuminated the huge Zang Xian mountain range, and all the birds and beasts cultivators there were alarmed.

A deafening sound reverberated through the air, causing Chen Chang He to jump ten feet off the ground.

"What the f * ck!"

Chen Chang He's eyes were wide open as he cursed, "Fatty, this divine tool of yours doesn't contain ordinary heavenly lightning. It's the Divine Lightning that only Life and Death Realm experts can summon when undergoing their heavenly tribulation?"

Fatty Wang cursed, "Damn! Otherwise, why would I feel such pain?" Brother, did you know that I almost lost my life in order to obtain this treasure? "

"…"

What could Chen Chang Mo say? He could only speechlessly raise his thumb towards Fatty Wang.

"Pah!"

Fatty Wang rolled his eyes, ignoring Chen Chang He's flattery.

As the lightning scattered, everyone looked up and saw that the cultivator that they thought could block the lightning with ease had been blown into smithereens. Even the best judge in the world would not be able to piece out his corpse.

One of the five Psionic Imperial Cultivators was gone.

The chicken skin old man was still dodging the Hundred Treasure Bag's attack, while the human head demon cultivator was doing his best to resist the giant sword that was like a mountain.

The remaining two Spirit Master cultivators were scared stiff by Fatty Wang's lightning strikes. They quickly retreated 300 meters away and returned to their sects.

The thousand evil spirits turned into a demon spirit whose combat power had reached its peak, rushing towards Chen Jin Ling and the others.

Chen Chang He had also learnt the Infinite Demons Return Sect, so he knew the power of Demon Soul. His palm had already penetrated deep into his chest, and his fingers had already touched the last trump card.

"Chaos!"

At this moment, the quiet Ye Qing suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Her voice was not loud, but it was as if she had shouted it out from Chen Chang He's ears, and it almost pierced through his eardrums.

Without waiting for Chen Chang Ku to rub his ear that was in excruciating pain, he was horrified to find out that the world he was in … It was twisted.

He was in the real world, yet everything he saw felt like a dream.

"..."

pqdm.com