Chapter 648: Tang Chen Never Disappoints People in Terms of Manipulating Their Mentality

The locked Blue Demon Bull tribe is extremely strong, with blue skin all over its body and muscles bulging like granite.

He stood upright about a foot tall, his eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.

As both fists were waved, a majestic sea of ​​blood roared out, shaking the void and turning it into a deep red.

The Hegemonic Prince and the Spear Prince did not dare to get too close, as the pressure was too strong.

"Half-step Xuanxian Realm, if I can surrender and become a mount, I will also have face in the dynasty."

The Tyrant Prince stared at the Green Demon Bull Clan with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Yi Qing of the Green Demon Niu Clan roared like thunder and said coldly: "How dare you, the people of the Three Thousand Realms, to surrender to me, are so delusional!"

"Second brother, don't talk nonsense to him. First grab the ancient immortal Yuanzi, then suppress him and take him as your mount!" Prince Gun Master said in a deep voice, holding the undead war gun.

His original silver python tomb gun was cut in half by Tang Chen, and now he can only hold another mysterious weapon.

The tyrant prince nodded and said in a deep voice: "Ten Thousand Dao Treasure Vase!"

His hands clapped together like the roar of spring thunder, and a crisp sound sounded.

Nine-color fairy lights fly from the Tianling Cap, and a vase is carved with images of flowers, birds, fish, insects, mountains, rivers and so on.

boom!

The vase spurts out, and the torrent of immortal energy is like a surging tide, completely submerging everything in front of it.

"Hum Zi Jue!"

Yi Qing's feet angrily trampled on the mountains and rivers, and his body was wrapped in chains. Thousands of feet of blue light burst in the void, and the Taoist rhyme emerged on its own.

The humming sound was like the anger of the demon king, shaking the nine heavens.

The torrent of immortal energy was shaken by the hum and flowed against the current, but instead it hit the Spear Prince.

"Tomb King, help me!"

The face of Prince Gun Master changed greatly, and the ancient tomb behind him spawned, and he shouted loudly.

The big hand of the broken ancient tomb held the undead war gun, roaring with a torrent of immortal energy, exploding in the void.

The two princes retreated one after another. It seemed that there was nothing they could do to Yi Qing. The gap was a bit big!

Yi Qing looked at the two of them with disdain and said mockingly: "It seems that Three Thousand Realms has made no progress over the years and is still the same weak."

"Presumptuous! Is this what you can say?"

The overlord prince raised his sword eyebrows and scolded.

Yi Qing glanced at the Ancient Immortal Yuanzi behind him in the wall, and sneered: "You can't even shake me, yet you dare to come and get the Ancient Immortal Yuanzi."

"The Tomb King roars in the world!"

The Prince of Spear Lord held the undead war spear tightly, exhaled the innate immortal energy, poured it on the ancient tomb, and said in a deep voice.

Cracks appeared in the ancient tomb, and eventually it collapsed.

The owner in the tomb was wrapped in tattered clothes, opened a huge mouth like a black hole, and let out a roar like falling stars.

roar!

The roar was like thunder, the earth cracked, death energy swept across, swallowed up life, and crushed Yi Qing's body deeply.

"Ha Zi Jue!"

Yi Qing's strong body kept retreating, the bull's head twisted suddenly, and its horns bloomed with supreme fairy light, like spears that disturbed the wind and clouds.

His mouth contains a strong celestial spirit, and the word "ha" comes out of his mouth, and the eight wastelands are silent, and all things surrender.

Two distinctive sound waves collided in the void, like thunder from the sky, completely exploding.

puff!

The Spear Prince vomited blood and his face was in pain. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Shura Technique!"

The Overlord Prince squeezed the seal with his hand, his body erupted with ghost energy, his eyes were red, and he growled.

The earth suddenly produced scarlet water, eating away at Yi Qing's feet, and even the ghost grabbed the latter's body with a roar, as if trying to drag him into the underworld.

Yi Qing's roar was temporarily suppressed.

Upon seeing this, Prince Qianzun and Prince Ba Weapon rushed towards Ancient Immortal Yuanzi without hesitation.

However, there is a figure faster than them!

It's Tang Chen!

"Thank you both for your hard work." Tang Chen reached out and took Ancient Immortal Yuanzi in his hand, turning his head and grinning.

Suddenly, the two princes were stunned and shouted: "Tang Chen, you bastard!"

"Besides, I'm also quite interested in this tauren."

Tang Chen chuckled.

He shook his left hand, and the Hunyuan Qitian Stick shone with misty light. He swung it fiercely and smashed into the chain covered with runes.

boom!

The moment the Hunyuan Qitian Stick collided with the chain, an ancient wave burst out, shaking all directions.

Immortal power swept across the two of them, and they retreated with shocked expressions.

"broken!"

Tang Chen's Ten Thousand Emperors Supreme Technique exploded and he shouted softly.

Click!

The chain broke in response, releasing the green demonic bull from the strange tribe outside the territory!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yi Qing laughed wildly, violent and ferocious fluctuations occurred in his body, no longer bound by the imprisonment of the immortal clan.

He turned around and shouted: "You will all become mine..."

But before Yi Qing could finish his words, Tang Chen slammed his stick down so fiercely that he raised his fists to block, and was crushed to the ground on the spot.

The ground is cracked and filled with smoke and dust.

Yi Qing's expression changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Impossible!"

"There are so many impossible things."

Tang Chen smiled lightly, and after suppressing Yi Qing, the World Seed exerted its power and took him in.

After the dust settled, Prince Baqi and Prince Gunzun stood in the void, looking at Tang Chen with unkind and gloomy eyes.

"Hand over Ancient Immortal Yuanzi, that belongs to us!" Prince Tyrant Weapon's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes as he shouted.

Tang Chen lowered his head and looked at the Ancient Immortal Yuanzi in his hand. It was the size of a palm, crystal clear, round in shape, and filled with fragments and fluctuations of the avenue.

He said slyly: "You said it is yours? Then call it and see if it will answer you."

The two princes and princes were so angry that their noses were crooked.

If the ancient immortal Yuanzi could talk, he would have run away long ago!

"Heavenly Palace Immortal Weapon Manual!"

The Tyrant Weapon Prince raised his head to the sky and roared with anger.

The wind and clouds gathered, gradually covering the sunlight on the sky, and the heavy and majestic momentum surged through the seven stars.

A scroll of manual stood in the air, and when it was spread out, it had a wonderful fluctuation, engraved with the grand picture of the Heavenly Palace.

Buzz!

The Immortal Weapon Manual vibrated, the Tao rhyme flowed, and the swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks and other tools were suspended around the Tyrant Weapon Prince.

Tang Chen sensed this breath and nodded secretly: "This martial arts is infinitely close to the holy immortal law, and its power is not low."

"Fighting Saint Law!"

The next moment, he shouted softly.

The light rose to the sky, and behind Tang Chen was also derived the Immortal Weapon Manual, and various tools evolved.

This scene made the Spear Master Prince a little stunned.

How could this person know the second brother's martial arts?

Prince Baqi was also a little stunned, and then sneered: "How dare you compare the imitation method with the original one."

"Try it and you will know." Tang Chen chuckled.

Prince Baqi's face was cold, and he stretched out his hand to grasp a Panlong Spear. It shook like a silver dragon coming out of the world, and a thousand-foot shadow swallowed Tang Chen from top to bottom.

Tang Chen's eyebrows were delicate, and the sword moved. Among the many immortal weapons, a Thunder King Sword flew over, and it attracted the nine-day bright thunder, roaring in all directions.

The Thunder King Sword danced, thunder filled the sky, and heavy rain fell, tearing everything apart.

Bang!

The Panlong Spear and Silver Dragon of Prince Baqi were shattered on the spot, and his body retreated violently, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his face was full of disbelief.

"This is my martial arts, why do you use it better than me?!" He almost collapsed, and asked loudly.

Tang Chen swung the Thunder King Sword, thought about it and answered seriously: "Because my talent is thousands of times stronger than yours."

Jin Zhan and Gao Dafu, who were watching the show secretly, smiled wickedly.

Tang Chen never disappoints people in terms of playing tricks on their minds.

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