Fantasy: Simulate Everything, Emperor Heavy Pupil at the Start

Chapter 237 The twelve statues of Yaoguang ascend to immortals, and the immortals feel despair in th

The powerhouse of the true god Realm, in front of Jiang Chen, is like an ant.

It's not even the enemy of his palm.

This made Lu Changsheng feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

In vain he has always been proud of himself.

But in front of a real evildoer like Jiang Chen, he is extremely mediocre.

Nothing at all.

"Thank you Brother Jiang, today's life-saving grace is unforgettable.

Lu Changsheng hugged his cupped fist and said gratefully.

"Serious." 1

Jiang Chen looked at the center of the battlefield, and said leisurely, "You and I are both disciples of Daoism. Today, we are facing the Fluctuating Light Sacred Land together, and we should share the same hatred.

"Brother Lu, you have to heal first, these guys, leave it to me 693.

While speaking, Jiang Chen's figure had disappeared.

When Jiang Chen joined the battlefield, the situation in this wasteland changed suddenly.

This is total crushing.

Lu Changsheng was also exaggerated by Jiang Chen's aura, and he had a firm belief in his heart.

He opened his mouth, took a Medicine Pill, sat cross-legged on the grass, and began to heal.

At this time, he doesn't have to worry that someone will attack him.

Wherever Jiang Chen has been, the situation is very good.

Fluctuating Sacred Land is completely crushed.

But on other battlefields, Fluctuating Sacred Land is a big hit.

Daoyi Sacred Land and Tianheng Sacred Land are both invincible.

The two major Sacred Lands were heavily damaged, and an unknown number of disciples died tragically.

In the canyon.

Daoyi Sacred Land's Jian Chen, Gou Ri and Gouyue three retired elders are confronting Yaoguang Sacred Land's ascending immortal powerhouse.

"Chucky!

Gou Ritai slashed out with a sword, and the dense Sword Ray slashed towards the end of the canyon.

Fluctuating Light From Sacred Land, a strong man who climbed into the fairyland stepped out, waved his sleeve robe, and immortal light flowed, trying to block Sword Ray in front of him.

Suddenly, a Sword Ray flew straight past, penetrating the chest of this fairyland powerhouse.

puff!

The Dengxian Power of Fluctlight Sacred Land spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated.

"Chase!"

Seeing this, Jian Chen's three elders looked overjoyed and hurriedly pursued the victory.

They have been staring at this guy for a long time, and now they have reached a dead end.

(cjfb) Climbing the fairyland strong is the heritage of a Sacred Land, and if one falls, it will be a huge loss.

However, the three Supreme Beings did not notice that when the Immortal Ascension Powerhouse turned his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Jianchen Gouri and the three elders chased them all the way to a mountain range before they stopped.

The three frowned suddenly and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Ha ha!"

Fluctuating Light Sacred Land's Ascendant turned his head and said with a grinning smile: "Three, after chasing this old man for so long, now I understand it, is it too late?"

His voice fell, and this space was suddenly surrounded by black mist, isolating the entire world.

This is a formation, and the level is not low.

Apparently, Fluctuating Sacred Land had long been in ambush.

For this moment.

In all directions, one after another tyrannical breath burst out.

I saw that in the black fog, there were eleven more experts in the fairyland.

A full twelve ascended fairyland powerhouses controlled the formation and surrounded Jian Chen and the three of them.

"Twelve... Twelve deities ascend to immortals, how is this possible?!"

Feeling the aura spreading from the surroundings, the old face of Jian Chen was full of shock and shock.

Fluctlight Sacred Land, how can there be so many experts in Wonderland?

The hearts of Gou Ri Taishang and Gouyue Taishang also sank instantly.

Counted!

Fluctlight Sacred Land has long been planned.

Saint-level formation plus twelve immortal powerhouses, this is the rhythm of wanting to destroy them.