The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Although Chen Gong was photographed into the ground, he, who was proficient in the supernatural powers of space, got out of him almost instantly.

Looking at the big tree in front of him, Chen Gong's face turned blue with anger.

This kind of thing is not a demon, because it has no form, it has no demon spirit, and it is a part of nature.

So even Chen Gong did not notice its existence.

"boom!"

The red silk on Chen Gong's hand held the big tree tightly, and instantly shattered it.

Chen Gong looked into the distance with gloomy eyes, this time he was really angry.

Repeatedly, being played like this by a little **** again and again, even the mud bodhisattva would not be able to stand it.

However, Xiao Chen had already reached the bottom of the mighty mountain at this time, and his destination had already arrived.

Looking at the mountain peak like the Optimus Pillar, Xiao Chen did not hesitate, transformed the bleeding wings, and rushed forward.

"My son." At this moment, the **** of death suddenly ran out, and his face was ugly.

"I know." Xiao Chen shook his head lightly, motioning Death God not to speak any more.

"Master, be careful." Death said worriedly, and did not hide his figure, but flew upwards with Xiao Chen.

"Bang!" Xiao Chen fell heavily on the top of the mountain.

Xiao Chen bowed softly to the mountain below his feet, "I use my body to use it, it is so disturbing, please forgive me."

It turned out that as soon as Xiao Chen came here, he discovered that this mountain was actually alive.

The **** of death came out because he noticed the problem with this mountain.

And the **** of death also felt that this mountain should be the same as himself, not a creature of this age, it was also abandoned by the avenue.

As Xiao Chen's voice fell, a gentle mountain breeze blew across his face.

"Thanks a lot." Xiao Chen thanked him gently.

Xiao Chen looked into the distance and took a deep breath.

The high mountains in the distance are scattered and undulating, in the misty clouds.

The mountains all fell below their feet, appearing empty and high, so high that Xiao Chen seemed to feel that he could reach the crescent moon with his hand.

Facing the boundless mountains and the endless deep blue sky, people have to feel how small they are.

"Send a mayfly in the sky, a drop in the ocean."

Perhaps this sentence is just right.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes lightly, feeling all this.

I don't know when, on the top of the mountain, a violent wind blew up, messing up Xiao Chen's black hair.

The vast mountains, vertical and horizontal, are unsurprising in the world.

Only with such a peak in the mountains, such a quiet in the wind, and such a scene in the desolate, can the rhythm of the heaven and the earth and the ingenuity of good fortune be deepened, which makes people fascinated.

In this way, life, the world, and history are all like this.

Give tranquility to the uproariousness, tranquility to impatience, calmness to high dance, and beauty to ruggedness.

Only in this way can we get the avenue of the world.

A vast domineering aura slowly rose from Xiao Chen's body.

This kind of momentum of the sea, the sky and the shore, and the high mountains and artificial peaks, mention it again.

The mountains seemed to have woken up at this moment, and they trembled, seeming to respond to Xiao Chen together.

Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were calm and quiet, there was a big, fearless air of watching three thousand thunderbolts, holding hands and indulging in indulgence.

Xiao Chen gently stretched out his hand, and a branch flew up from below and came into his hand.

Xiao Chen had two knives on his body, a poisonous soul, a short knife, which simply couldn't fit the current aura.

There is also a long knife called Lian Cangsheng. Although it fits this situation very well, it is a knife that does not kill.

Xiao Chen could only replace it with branches. Anyway, it was all about momentum, and it didn't matter if it was firm or not.

Xiao Chen let out a foul breath, slowly raised the long branch in his hand with both hands, and took another deep breath.

Essence, Qi, and God have reached their peak at this moment, Wu Fu's most important first breath was used by Xiao Chen at this most critical moment.

Amidst the endless Tiandang Mountains, a vast cloud of smoke rose up at this moment, all of which floated over, covering the entire mountain.

At this moment, Chen Gong's figure has appeared on the top of the mountain.

Although I noticed that the entire Tiandang Mountain Range seemed to converge here, Chen Gong didn't care too much.

Because Xiao Chen was too weak, so weak that even if the momentum of the entire mountain range was given to him, he couldn't overcome any storms.

Seeing Xiao Chen holding up a branch, Chen Gong finally couldn't help laughing.

"Do you want to use this branch to fight me?"

"No." Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Oh? Interesting, then why are you holding a branch?"

"Because I am going to kill you with this branch."

As soon as Xiao Chen's voice fell, he waved off the branch in his hand fiercely.

In an instant, the world is up again.

The clouds in the mountains are here, the wind in the mountains is here, the rain in the mountains is here, and the dragon veins in the mountains are also here...

It's all here.

A vast and overbearing voice rang from heaven and earth at this moment.

"One cut in, one cut back, I only have one knife, who can block the knife?

"Kill it early, kill it late, kill it anyway, it's better to kill it quickly."

"Quick kill with one stab."

A fierce sword aura was born out of thin air.

It came so suddenly, it came so fast.

This sword energy was so fast that it seemed to have been on the necks of others, waiting for the master to give an order, and waited for the dog's life.

Chen Gonggang sensed that something was wrong, and the soft fingers in his hand had just split into the appearance of a goddess and scattered flowers. He suddenly stopped like that.

Everything comes so fast, and goes faster.

The world is quiet at this moment, all the visions have disappeared, and Dashan seems to have fallen asleep again.

Xiao Chen and Chen Gong just stood face to face like that, the red threads slumped on the ground softly.

Chen Gong's eyes were unbelievable, but he had to believe it again.

"You use a knife?" Chen Gong asked.

"Of course." Xiao Chen nodded, "Have you ever heard a proverb, the starry sky uses a knife to count the great, and the star uses a knife to count the emperor."

Chen Gong's mouth twitched twice, as if he realized something.

Chen Gong sighed for a long time, "You won."

"Of course." Xiao Chen nodded.

"What a quick knife."

Chen Gong turned and left.

"puff……"

Chen Gong just walked three steps, his head shot up into the sky in an instant, blood spurting out frantically.

Xiao Chen flew a kick, directly using Chen Gong's head as a ball, and kicked it into the distance.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, Xiao Chen felt his calf feel a little soft.

Winning this time was purely to kill Chen Gong by surprise. If Chen Gong releases the domain, it will not hurt him at all.

Of course, there is no such word in this world.

Chen Gong paid the price of his life for his underestimation of the enemy.

At this moment, two people from Wanyong Company appeared in the Tiandang Mountains, and Zhang Dapao followed them.

Taking the lead is a beautiful woman in a white dress, full of worry between her beautiful brows and eyes.