Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Wang Chen could tell at a glance that the flame suspended on the altar was the embodiment of the source of the world.

The source of the world in the star sea world!

You must know that the Xinghai World is a large world and has a very high upper limit. Even if the personal level is lower than that of the Haotian World, the gap will never be very big.

How precious is the source of the world in a big world?

If he were in the Haotian Realm, let alone the Nascent Soul True Immortal, even if Wang Chen was promoted to the True Monarch of Transformation God or even the True Master of Hedao, it would be almost impossible to obtain a ray of the source of the world in this realm.

This is the supreme treasure that makes all Mahayana saints excited!

At this moment, a mass of the source of the world belonging to the big world appeared in front of him.

Even though Wang Chen was determined and determined, he suddenly felt a strong desire.

When he came to the Star Sea World, he never expected to be so lucky. His main purpose was just to explore this unknown world.

Being able to intercept a trace of world source power is considered a great success.

Wang Chen finally believed that he had great luck.

When he traveled to the world of mountains and seas, he not only activated the golden finger of the Immortal Cultivation Panel, but also obtained the most precious treasures while still practicing Qi Qi, and was promoted all the way to the True Immortal.

Although he encountered many crises during this period, he was always able to turn them into safety.

Such luck can only be described as "the son of destiny"!

Wang Chen took a deep breath, and his eyes that were burning with desire quickly regained their clarity.

He was now certain that it was this mass of world origin that attracted him to this remote planet.

The source of the world is also the source of the geomagnetic anomalies and energy tides of Senhai Star.

It should have existed deep in the planet. It was probably dug out accidentally and is now enshrined on the altar.

Although the power contained in this ball of World Source may only be one trillionth of that of the World Source Core, the power it emits not only affects the entire planet, but also blocks Wang Chen's six-ring spiritual energy. .

Wang Chen's spiritual power was shielded, isolated and blocked the moment he stepped into this temple.

And around the altar dedicated to the Origin Fire, hundreds of men in black robes were kneeling.

When Wang Chen stared at the source fire, they had a subtle reaction and stood up one after another.

Then they all turned to look at Wang Chen.

The skin of these men in black robes is pale, their eyes are blood-red, and there is a red flame branded on their foreheads, the shape of which is exactly the same as the source fire.

The next moment, a man in black robes stepped forward, pointed at Wang Chen, and recited an obscure incantation.

The men in black robes around him chanted together, and the voices of hundreds of people gathered together, as if an invisible wave of evil surged towards Wang Chen, drowning him in an instant.

Wang Chen suddenly felt as if he was in the middle of a raging sea. What he heard in his ears was a maddening magic sound, and his soul consciousness suffered an unprecedented impact.

If it were anyone else, even an S-level warrior would not be able to withstand such a terrifying mental impact.

A collapse of consciousness on the spot is considered minor, but it is entirely possible for the head to explode directly!

However, Wang Chen's soul had already been tempered by several worlds, and had its own spiritual laws. It was like an extremely strong fortress, which could withstand this wave of mental attacks.

Not only that, the ancient Taoist monument entrenched in his sea of ​​consciousness quietly emerged, emitting thousands of rays of light, firmly guarding the core of his consciousness.

Wang Chen hesitated for only 0.1 seconds, then stepped forward, approaching a man in black robes while breathing.

Slap the opponent on the forehead with a palm.

boom!

The man in black robes had no time to dodge, and his whole head exploded like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer. Red, white, and black things flew everywhere, spraying the face of his companion next to him.

Several people in black robes were stunned for a moment.

Before they could react, Wang Chen's fist arrived again.

boom! boom! boom!

Punching a black-robed monster is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

In this temple covered by the power of source fire, no technological weapons could work, and even Wang Chen's spiritual energy was isolated.

But it did not affect Wang Chen's physical strength at all.

On the seventh level of the Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa, let alone these ordinary men in black robes, even the elite warriors wearing armor could not withstand Wang Chen's fist.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men in black robes died tragically under Wang Chen's fists.

At the beginning, these men in black robes who were suspected of being heretics increased the intensity of their chanting, thinking that this would be able to contain Wang Chen's counterattack and suppress him on the spot.

In fact, they did trigger a trace of the power of the source fire on the altar.

Unfortunately, Wang Chen's speed was too fast, and his fists that contained the power of the Heavenly Dragon King Kong were too overbearing. In less than half a minute, more than thirty men in black robes died under his hands.

A black-robed monster in one second!

Although these men in black robes are mentally different from ordinary people, they possess the attributes of fanatical belief and are not afraid of death.

However, when the brutal killings came and he saw his companions die tragically one after another, Wang Chen, who was like a demon god, was not affected by himself and others at all. No matter how firm his faith was, he could not avoid being shaken.

The first deserter appeared, causing more people to panic.

There were also men in black robes who saw that reciting the spell was ineffective, so they roared and rushed towards Wang Chen, intending to die with him.

The only role these guys who overestimate their capabilities can play is to save Wang Chen some trouble.

Screams, wailing, crying...

It echoed fiercely inside the temple, and the source fire on the altar twisted and fluctuated, revealing blood-red light and shadow.

Like a devil's grin!

Five minutes later, except for Wang Chen, there was no one standing in the entire temple hall.

Hundreds of corpses covered the ground, red blood flowed into a river, and the smell of death filled the entire space.

From beginning to end, no man in black robes could escape from this temple that turned into hell!

Stepping on the slippery blood, Wang Chen walked to the altar.

Staring at the source fire in front of him again.

Without the blessing of believers, this source of fire has shrunk significantly, and the light it emits has also become much dimmer.

Despite this, Wang Chen could still clearly sense the terrifying power it contained.

How should such treasures be collected and photographed?

To be honest, Wang Chen doesn’t know either!

Knowledge related to the source of the world is taboo in Haotian Realm, not to mention that the source fire in front of us is embodied, rather than the source power that can be directly obtained.

If he reaches out to get it, he will probably be burned to ashes the moment he touches the source fire!

And just when Wang Chen was hesitating, the ancient Taoist stele entrenched in the sea of ​​consciousness once again shone brightly, and continued to absorb his spiritual power like a whale.

At this moment, Wang Chen felt that his brain was almost drained!

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