The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 430 Vertical Pupils

Shen Xuan felt as if he was standing on the top of Wanren Mountain, extremely small. In front of that majestic figure, he was as weak as an ant.

"Pfft!"

A halberd about ten meters long suddenly appeared above Shen Xuan's head, stabbing his head fiercely. This halberd contained terrifying power, enough to easily tear a god and demon into pieces, even if He is a strong man at the peak of the third level of the gods and demons, and he will definitely die.

But at this moment, Shen Xuan seemed to be stupid, standing motionless on the spot, letting the spear pierce his head. At this moment, there were only two thoughts in his mind.

die!

He felt like he was falling into an endless abyss. A breath of death permeated his whole body, suffocating him and making him unable to breathe. Even his soul began to gradually collapse. The haze of death enveloped his heart, leaving him helpless and afraid. Dare to believe that all this is real.

"Am I really going to perish?" Shen Xuan murmured to himself, his eyes filled with confusion and despair. He did not expect that he would perish in this wild jungle.

"Buzz!"

However, at this critical moment, a gentle force in Shen Xuan's body suddenly surged out from his Dantian and entered every inch of his body along his veins.

In an instant, Shen Xuan's body trembled violently, as if he had been struck by lightning, and traces of light golden liquid droplets flowed out, penetrated into the skin, blended into the flesh and blood, and intertwined with the flesh and blood, forming a faintly weird pattern. .

"Eh? What is this?" Shen Xuan's face showed a surprised look. He discovered that after the light golden liquid blended into his skin, his body exuded a layer of light golden luster, like gold plating, giving people a hard and unstoppable look. The feeling of destruction.

Shen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he started to use the technique. The pale golden liquid flowed again and gathered on Shen Xuan's fist. He swung the God of War sword fiercely and smashed it into the air in front of him. Suddenly, there was a dull collision sound. When it came out, the space seemed to be shattered.

The power of this punch was much more powerful than before, and it was more pure, without any impurities.

"Roar!" At this moment, another roar came, and a chi dragon climbed up from the pile of rocks, with bloodthirsty eyes flashing, and rushed towards Shen Xuan again.

Shen Xuan's heart trembled, and he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly waved the God of War Sword to greet him.

The sound of dense metal collisions resounded through this quiet grove, crisp and melodious, which seemed particularly pleasant to the ears.

Soon, the Japanese and the beasts fought together.

Although the level of the chi dragon is relatively low and its strength is much worse than that of Shen Xuan, it is more powerful because of its large number. It keeps rushing towards Shen Xuan. Therefore, Shen Xuan is not having an easy time. His physical energy is rapidly passing away and he is sweating on his forehead. The beads rolled down, exhausted.

Shen Xuan staggered back a few steps, his mouth sweetened, and blood spurted out, staining his clothes red. He raised his head (Li Mo Zhao) and looked at the ferocious and terrifying Chilong in front of him, with a strong fear in his eyes.

Shen Xuan thought to himself: "||Damn it, I can't do it anymore. If I keep fighting, I will die from exhaustion. It seems that the only way is to let the black flame demon dragon enter my body."

Thought 1: The surface of Shen Xuan's body suddenly burst into black flames, wrapping it inside.

A loud and high-pitched dragon roar suddenly exploded in Shen Xuan's mind, and then he saw his eyes turned into vertical pupils!.