Chenlong's old disease relapsed, Wu Yu squirted out a mouthful of blood, and even the law of luck in his body was about to collapse.

Only then did everyone realize that any passerby in the divine world was much stronger than the Tasen in the past!

The news that Li Yao beat the three magic warriors made everyone careless.

Ulysses burned his dantian, and his body swelled into a golden giant, radiating from the passerby armor.

Bang!

The passerby flashed his figure and punched Ulysses' head.

Ulysses died before he could succeed.

Dao Xuanzi held his breath and concentrated his mind. Suddenly, the sound of waves broke out and slashed at the passerby with a sword.

brush--

However, the hand of the passerby, which was covered with magic patterns and prohibited, grabbed the slashing force with one hand and bounced it in reverse.

"Divine Flash Slash!"

The golden slashing force arrived instantly, cutting Dao Xuanzi in half.

Dao Xuanzi's eyes stagnated, and even his dantian was cut open. In an instant, his divine power overflowed and was absorbed by passers-by.

The man fell into a pool of blood on the river.

Passers-by looked a little disappointed with their eyelids drooping.

"Don't underestimate the gods, humans."

This tragic scene...

The Chenlong people were confused.

He never expected that humans would be so vulnerable in front of the gods. In just a moment, four of his teammates instantly died, and even his luck law was invalid.

Could it be that he is not the son of luck?

"Go away!"

Ling Zhouye shouted from afar through the soul mirror.

Passerby Jia frowned slightly and noticed the unusual things on Chen Long.

"Isn't this law of luck the power of Lord Tasen? Why is it on you?"

Chen Long realized that he had no intention of fighting anymore. He spread his wings and disappeared on the river surface.

Unfortunately, the escape route was discovered by passers-by. He opened his hand to use a whirlpool to force the black dragon back.

Passerby Jia grinned and directly peeled the black dragon, sucked the tendons and raised the dust.

With a sucking palm, take out the runes of the law of luck in the black dragon's body.

An ordinary appearance, a figure with no momentum, and a wound on her body...

At this moment, he was like a god and a demon, standing on a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Holding a bloody dragon head in his hand, the passerby turned his head and looked in the direction where Ling Zhouye escaped, and actually noticed a trace of the smell of a harvester.
Chapter completed!