Mystery: Invincible In Ten Consecutive Draws At The Beginning

The next day, in a pure land of mountains, birds, fish and insects, the powerhouses of the true Qilin tribe gathered together.

In the middle is an ancient battlefield arena, which was refined from the star field by the ancestors of the real Qilin clan, and can withstand the bombardment of the Saint Immortal realm powerhouse.

On the four sides of the battlefield arena, men and women, young and old, will be selected today to help out the young masters.

"It is said that Tang Chen has come to our clan?"

"Come on, it's a good thing to get rid of Fengyue anyway."

"Did you say that? Fengyue is our clan no matter what, shouldn't he take revenge?"

The noise resounded, and most of them were discussing Tang Chen.

The main reason is that Tang Chen is too fierce. As soon as he arrives, he beats Feng Zun and burns Feng Yue, making people unable to mention it.

At this time, the sky was bright purple, rippling and splendid like the scorching sun, and Feng Xulie came with Long Ziyan.

Many people widened their eyes when they saw it. Isn't the patriarch's wife hurt?

Tang Chen and the others followed, with their faces as usual, Gu Jing had no waves.

Huang Ping'er stared like a sword and asked in a low voice, "Junior brother, which one is that?"

"Just him." Xiao Qilin pouted towards Huang Qi's direction and whispered.

Huang Ping'er's eyes narrowed slightly, this guy dared to humiliate his own junior brother, he must give him a good beating when he finds a chance.

Suddenly, someone stood up and shouted loudly: "Patriarch, Tang Chen has no eyes on his family, and kills Fengyue, his crime should be punished!"

"That's right, no matter what Fengyue does wrong, it's all from the real Qilin family. We don't need outsiders to do it." The other person said fiercely and fiercely with bright eyes.

Others followed suit, as if to crusade Tang Chen.

Huang Qi's lineage sneered secretly, treating it as a play.

However, Tang Chen embraced Lan Xiyue and Yumian, yawning lazily, not taking these people seriously.

This group of people may not have been instructed by the nine ancestors of Huangqi and the others, but simply want a statement.

But they were completely used as guns, either stupid or bad.

"Fengyue is full of bad deeds. I wanted him to practice in the ancient land of Qilin and sharpen his heart, but how many dirty things he has done, really want me to reveal it?"

Feng Xulie is majestic, with thick hair and pupils like torches, he asked calmly.

Those who spoke at the beginning were hesitant, but they still said stubbornly: "Then Tang Chen shouldn't kill people either."

"I have clearly told me who I am, but he still wants to rob my Zu Chenzhou and give him a face?" Tang Chen said indifferently.

A part of the real Qilin people heard that if this is the case, then Fengyue is simply seeking his own death, no one can blame others.

Those who stood up sat down angrily, and it could be seen that the patriarch did not pursue this matter at all.

Feng Xulie said loudly: "Today, Ying Sui is going to re-select a person to help out, do any of you want to take responsibility?"

As soon as these words came out, the people present looked at each other in dismay, without any action.

Because most of the clansmen knew in their hearts that helping the young master meant fighting against Huang Qi's adoptive father Feng Zhe.

Among the peers, there is no one who can defeat Feng Zhe, and it is also a free gift.

"I come."

Tang Chen walked out, slowly landed on the battlefield, and said softly.

Whoa!

The sound of boiling sounded, and countless people stared at Tang Chen with wide eyes, they really dared to agree.

A sullen look appeared on Huang Qi Junyi's face, and he said in a low voice, "Foster father, how is he?"

Feng Zhe sat next to Huang Qi, and glanced at Tang Chen indifferently, with a touch of disdain and contempt.

"Middle Saint Immortal, it's really hard to get into the elegant hall." Feng Zhe's pupils changed, and there seemed to be a milky white rainbow radiating out, and he said contemptuously.

When everyone was shocked that Tang Chen dared to take this responsibility, Feng Zhongda said: "Outsiders need to break through the Qilin Wan Immortal statue, Dage don't forget."

"I am naturally aware of this." Feng Xulie nodded lightly and replied.

boom……

The arena on the battlefield shook violently, and the vast ancient atmosphere swept across the world.

The original sunshine was bright, and it was gradually shrouded in the colorful Immortal Xia.

The breath of heavy, majestic, ancient, vast, etc. is surging in all directions.

Even the real Qilin clan members looked up solemnly.

In the sky, the rays of the sun are flying, and the gods from all over the sky are sprayed with auspicious colors, all over the void, and they are transformed into Qilin real shadows one after another.

Roar!

Qilin Immortal roared like the sky, as if it was about to shatter the sky and collapse the star field.

Between the clouds and mists, the radiance flows, interpreting the Immortal shadow of the real Qilin tribe throughout the ages.

Even Tang Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, which was a bit interesting.

"If you hold on to a stick of incense, you will be considered qualified." The real Qilin people lit a stick of incense and said loudly.

Tang Chen grinned and said, "Hold on?"

The next moment, the situation changes, and the surging rivers surging above the battlefield arena.

Tang Chen evolved the Kunpeng Immortal shape with the method of fighting War Saint. Immortal wings spread, and the waves surged, if he wanted to destroy the sky.

Kunpeng, when entering the water, it is a Kun, and when it spreads its wings, it becomes a Peng.

Thunder Qilin stepped on the void with four hooves, hissing and roaring, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the golden thunder was pouring down like the divine might that shattered all things.

"Immortal kung fu!"

Tang Chen's body is beautiful, and he spread his wings and fled into the sea of ​​Immortal's gas transformation. When he reappeared, he was already an ancient fish.

It was pitch black without light, and the deep luster was like the light that devoured everything. He raised his bloody mouth and swallowed it towards the thunder.

Qilin's thunder light was wiped clean and could not cause any damage.

"Immortal Pengshu!"

Booing like ancient Immortal roaring through eternity.

The ancient fish flew up and turned into a Qingxia Dapeng in front of everyone's eyes, and its wings spread out to cover all the light in the sky.

What the real Qilin people can see below is the corner of the Peng, and the Qing Peng transformed by Tang Chen is really too big!

"The Kunpeng Immortal shape is the nine immortal shapes of the blood gold family in the sky!"

"He is not from the Jin family, why can he use the Kunpeng Immortal form to such an extreme degree!"

"Perhaps, that's why he is called the Tang Sect."

The strong are horrified.

Feng Zhe, who was originally contemptuous of Tang Chen, stared at him deeply.

In the sky, Qingpeng spread its wings, and the rays of light were flying and shining, but it seemed like a blue Immortal knife that was about to split the sky, and slashed out in the left and right postures.

Peng Yi rises to the sky and cuts off the Qilin statue!

Lei Qilin rode the Myriad Dao Divine Thunder, pierced through the sky, rumbled loudly, and sounded like a world-annihilation.

boom!

Tang Chen turned into a Peng, and his angry wings killed Lei Qilin. A strong wave burst out, sweeping in all directions and shaking.

The space trembled, protected by the pattern.

Otherwise, the fight between Tang Chen and Qilin Wan Immortal would destroy the real Qilin clan.

"He really killed Lei Qilin's Immortal Shadow!"

"What kind of power, his physical and martial arts mastery is higher than his own Realm."

"Fortunately, I didn't say that I was going to compete with him, otherwise I would have to suffer abuse."

Those who were unhappy with Tang Chen immediately shrank their heads.

Lan Xiyue Yumianqiu looked at the master's heroic demeanor with admiration in her eyes.

Huang Ping'er and Xiao Qilin watched carefully, and wanted to take this opportunity to take a look at Master's techniques, hoping to learn a little bit of martial arts from it.

That's the difference in mood.

Some people are feeling, some people are feeling.

In the end, it will be the difference between the two worlds.