When the second head of the purple robe rushed out, the first head of the black robe and the third head of the white hair did not think that he would win, but he could try Chen Pan tried his best to have two support for the backup, which should be correct. However, Chen Pan did not expect that the strong position they imagined, and even tore the second head of the purple robe to death in just one round.

"Who else will come?" Chen Pan shouted loudly like thunder.

Without using the protective true energy, letting the flesh and blood of the quasi-saint of the primary level spread onto his body. For a moment, Chen Pan became murderous and extremely ferocious

The blood was like a rain, which actually extinguished Chen Pan's anger a little. It's not unreasonable to pay the blood debt and blood.

The "second" black-robed boss finally reacted, roared and waved his hand: "Everyone, kill me."

The second head of the purple robe was directly torn by the other party, which made the morale of the millions of troops plummet for a while, but the number of his own side was obviously overwhelming. In addition, there were two heads leading the way, and the monks instantly recovered a lot of morale, let out a shocking roar, and rushed towards Chen Pan.

Watching the millions of troops rushing towards him and the dense attacks, Chen Pan had no expression on his face, and there was no panic in his heart, but instead felt an incredible tranquility.

The star formation was released quickly, everything around began to slow down in Chen Pan's heart, all the variables began to become so detailed, in the sky, in which there were evil cultivators with ferocious faces, and on the ground were numb and ignorant slaves. All of this formed a sharp contrast, like the explosion of stars hitting Chen Pan's heart

Born as a human being, not doing human affairs or killing, how could Tianli's blood pressure hit the top? The anger suddenly bursts out in his heart, and the blue veins on his forehead appear. Chen Pan took a deep breath and shouted at the oncoming army: "Die me all."

The last word "death" was naturally activated, and a terrifying spiritual pressure spread out instantly throughout the Black Golden Ridge, accompanied by a terrifying mental impact.

Suddenly, everything stopped, the millions of troops stopped moving forward, the black-robed boss and the white-haired boss were shocked, even Qin Bodong who came from behind and the killer group who were chasing him were stunned

This is the pressure of a saint that can only be generated by the spiritual power of a saint. Chen Pan, a Taiyi Jinxian, actually did it and Qin Bodong was surprised and happy. What was happy was that Chen Pan was his own person. There should be no problem with this task. It was shocking, this person's strength was too far beyond his imagination.

On that day, Chen Pan entered the valley and fought against the Nine Passes, showing his strong spiritual power cultivation. However, the subsequent Dragon Fist seemed amazing to them. For a moment, they actually ignored Chen Pan's mental power. At this moment, Qin Bodong truly understood that Chen Pan's mental power was even better than his own strength cultivation.

What kind of monster is this? He can cultivate the spiritual power and the Taoist pattern of power to such a terrifying level at the same time. Qin Bodong was amazed in his heart. There were not only those who practiced the two Taoist pattern at the same time, but there were really few people who practiced the spiritual power and the Taoist pattern of power at the same time. It should be noted that the Taoist pattern of power and the Taoist pattern of power is as opposed to it as the water and fire. It is almost impossible to be practiced by the same monk. Chen Pan not only did it, but also practiced it in a superb way and it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve it.

"Bang" suddenly sounded loudly, and a Daluo Jinxian cultivator fell to the ground and was already dead

With the first one, there is a second one. Whether it is the Golden Immortal, the Daluo Golden Immortal or the Taiyi Golden Immortal are like leaves blown by the wind, and they all fall one after another. It is like a plague that will be contagious. More and more. In just a moment, there are only two people in the air who are the Purple Robe Master and the White-haired Master.

The person who fell no longer showed signs of life. The soul and soul were shattered in that loud shout, and they were immediately extinguished.

According to Yue Huihong's message, he asked Chen Pan to help him send the Rin magic technique to Tianji Pavilion and Langya Holy Land. Chen Pan once guessed that this technique should have been created by him after he was seriously injured and retired in the Battle of Lianfeng, otherwise he would not need to help transfer it himself, just send it to him by himself.

Although his realm had fallen at that time and was no longer a saint, his lifelong understanding of spiritual power and his own perceptions are still there. The Rin Divine Art is a technique created by his lifelong practice. To a certain extent, it is probably even more powerful than the Lingxi Sword.

Although at the beginning of cultivation, it was just a mental attack similar to intimidation, but at Chen Pan's current mental strength, coupled with the influence of his mood just now, all mental power can be described as violent. This time, the magic of the Stern is not just a threat, it is a terrifying mental storm.

Faced with this irresistible mental storm, the enemies with insufficient strength were immediately cleaned up. Even the two quasi-saints left behind felt that their soul was hit hard by a million tons of hammer, extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah" Chen Pan suddenly let out another long roar, and countless octopus-like tentacles rushed out of his head, crazily sweeping through the corpses on that ground, just now, it was a bit difficult to control. The magic of the Rin used to activate at that moment almost exhausted all his mental power. It was very uncomfortable at this moment and needed supplementation urgently.

These octopus-like tentacles are invisible, but in the eyes of Qin Bodong and the two quasi-saints, Chen Pan is not like a monk at this time, he is simply a monster, a demon, a demon

Qin Bodong felt an indescribable fear in his heart. Although he knew that Chen Pan was his own person, he would not, or at least he would not attack him at this moment, he still felt an indescribable fear in his heart. If one day, such a person would turn his finger at him, how should he face it.

"You...you...you are not a human being." The two quasi-saints in Heijinling said tremblingly. Qin Bodong was still scared. Besides, the mental storm before them, coupled with Chen Pan's strange and terrifying appearance at this moment, scared the two of them to the point of losing their fighting spirit. He had forgotten what they were going to do at this moment.

"What's the right to say something?" Chen Pan flew over his head, and slowly flew towards the two of them. Each of these tentacles was thousands of meters long. It was extremely terrifying and captivating.

Tentacles plunder the free mental power in the corpse, and the replenishment level was very fast. By the time Chen Pan flew to the two of them, he had completely recovered.

The intimidating effect of the Rin Divine Art is still continuing. In the hearts of the two quasi-saints, Chen Pan has become an existence that makes them unable to resist. Seeing each other approaching, let alone resisting, he even forgot to escape.

"I am a human, but I am a human demon." Chen Pan clenched his fists with both hands and imprinted them on the purple palaces of the two. The dragon fist was activated and the instant killing was not completed.
Chapter completed!