Chapter 405 Emperor Wu Blew Himself up, Mysterious Voice!

With the help of Jian Jing's power, the situation is very different.

After all, this sword crystal is something left by the ancestor of the sword, with all kinds of incredible power.

And this is also the confidence that Luo Chen dares to face a Bone Race Martial Emperor!

Otherwise, Luo Chen would have thought of a way to send himself to a safe place and let the elders of Liuyun Academy take action to deal with this Bone Race Martial Emperor.

Before there is no absolute certainty, Luo Chen would never risk himself!

Because Luo Chen knows very well that a genius who is dead is no longer a genius. Even if he has a system, he can only reach the peak if he is alive!

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen held the broken sword ancestor sword, took two steps back carefully, and looked at the Bone Race Martial Emperor with vigilance.

Even with the help of Jian Jing's power, he was almost emptied of the power in his body after the sword was cut out just now, and he can still stand in place now, but he is just holding on with one breath.

If it is too close to the Bone Race Martial Emperor, there is no guarantee that the Bone Race Martial Emperor will not suddenly convulse and fight him!

The Bone Race emperor naturally sensed Luo Chen's weakness, but the sword qi that Luo Chen cut out before was too amazing, and from the sword qi, the Black-robed Bone Race faintly sensed a rush of energy. The energy that made his heart palpitate.

In this case, even if Luo Chen's weakness was already detected, the black-robed bone clan still did not dare to act rashly, so they had to condense the whole body's true essence, build a solid barrier in front of them, and try to catch Luo Chen's cut out just now. The sword energy.

"All-out defense?" Luo Chen saw a smile on his face, and shouted lightly, "Jin Yu!"

"Master, don't worry, Jin Yu understands!" Hearing Luo Chen's voice, Jin Yu quickly understood, and suddenly there was a golden feather fan burning with a flaming purple fire in his hand, and a faint purple light flashed in his eyes.

"Give you some fire!" Jin Yu let out a long roar, the feather fan in his hand slammed violently, and the Nine Nether Flames turned into a flame tornado and rushed towards the Bone Race Martial Emperor.

When the Bone Race Martial Emperor saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the face covered by the black robe even showed the color of anger.

The Nine Netherworld Flames are extremely restrained against the Bone Race, and the Nine Netherworld Flames thrown by Jin Yu at this time directly put him in a desperate situation!

"Damn boy! Damn Jiuyou Mopeng!" The black-robed bone clan tore off the black robe on their body, revealing a pale and rotten face.

"Since you don't want me to live, let's die together!" A hideous and terrifying smile appeared on the face of the black-robed Bone Race, the faint fire in his eyes flickered twice, and terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from him.

"Not good! He's going to explode!" Luo Chen's expression changed and he lost his voice when he noticed the energy fluctuations in the black-robed bone clan.

"You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward!" Hei-robed Bone Race said with a savage smile: "You can make this emperor sacrifice a clone, you are enough to be proud of yourself!

Today, you will be buried with this avatar of this emperor! "

Before the black-robed Bone Race could speak, the body suddenly swelled twice, surrounded by blood-colored auras, giving people a strong oppression.

"Die!"

Seeing the blood-colored aura expand to the extreme, the black-robed Bone Race grinned, and the blood-colored aura suddenly exploded.

"Sigh... Thousands of years have passed, but your methods have not changed at all." Seeing the blood-colored aura spreading around, a slightly disdainful sigh suddenly came from the air.