Deep Space Beyond Chapter 55

Lao Chen wore an icy silver mask, and his dark long sword was inserted into the permafrost in front of him. His temperament was very cold, completely different from usual.

The two great masters approached slowly, and the stones driven by the invisible wind swirled, and were torn apart by an inexplicable force. The scene was a bit terrifying.

Ordinary people can't reach them at all, and they will be crushed by an invisible force field!

"You two come one by one, or go together?" Old Chen said indifferently, even in the face of the two great masters, he remained the same.

The middle-aged man in white clothes is named Mo Hai, and now he is still in white clothes without being stained with dust, letting the surrounding stones float and the gravel flying, and the corners of his clothes have not moved.

Moreover, white light began to permeate his body, which made him more and more sacred. In a trance, it gave people a feeling of being unapproachable and needing to look up.

This is not an illusion. Many people nearby are terrified. Can he affect other people's emotions? Why do you want to be close, and even want to go to worship?

"Devil?!" Someone directly commented in a low voice like this, whether it is a person who practiced old techniques or a person who took the new path, they are all strong-willed, and it is impossible to "worship God"!

"Mr. Chen can rest, and I'll teach you your old technique later." Mo Hai, the man in white, said gently.

Although some people are whispering that he is a devil because of horror, he has to admit that his appearance in white clothes is really empty and has a kind of birth charm.

"This person didn't take action immediately, and he is very personable. It seems that Lao Chen's situation is not as bad as he imagined." A middle-aged man who took the old way of art said.

In fact, they are all ready to go into battle. If the two great masters attack at the same time, there is nothing to say, they can only kill them all together.

Even Wang Xuan is concentrating, ready to rescue Lao Chen at any time, but he thinks that Lao Chen is so calm, he should be able to kill one or two great masters, right?

Wang Xuan also didn't know that Lao Chen had a physical problem. When Lao Chen was young and energetic, he felt that he could succeed, and practiced the secret skills of the Taoist ancestral court.

After the incident, he left a hidden danger after all.

I don't know why, from this moment on, Wang Xuan felt a lot of unease in his heart.

Because the two great masters came, they were very quiet, and they didn't say anything too radical, as if they were sure they could kill Lao Chen, and that kind of determined expression made people feel uneasy.

"No need, come on!" Lao Chen opened his mouth and rejected his suggestion, because the longer it was delayed, the worse it would be for him. He didn't draw his sword, but walked towards the man in white empty-handed.

"Offended!" Mo Hai said in a deep voice, Kong Ming's aura became a little fierce, and the white clothes rattled. A dazzling white light erupted from his body, and he slashed directly at Lao Chen from a distance of several meters.

Lao Chen's movements were swift and violent, he was in front of him in a vertical direction, he raised his hand and slashed out, blasting the piece of white light with a bang of his fleshy palm!

"Crack!"

It was deafening, and there was a real thunderous sound in the air!

In the distance, people were a little dumbfounded. After the white light emitted by Mo Hai collided with Lao Chen's palm, it was like a terrifying lightning falling from a clear sky.

Old Chen's palm shattered the white light, and a large rain of light fell, just like the beam swept out by an energy gun, breaking the permafrost impacted with holes and completely disintegrating.

In addition, after part of the white light rushed out, it cut off the rock as tall as one person, like an extremely sharp blade slicing through the dead wood, leaving a smooth break.

In an instant, Lao Chen was in front of him, raised his hand and split, opened and closed, without fear of that mysterious and mysterious white light, he directly shook it with his flesh and blood!

The two masters fought fiercely, moving their bodies quickly, constantly colliding, and the sound of thunder exploded one after another under the clear sky.

Many people find it incredible, which is louder than the sound of Thunder in the conventional sense.

In that area, the two of them drove an inexplicable force field, which suddenly became extremely terrifying, flying sand and rocks, and some rocks the size of water basins floated up, spun with them, and then exploded with a bang.

"He is the great master Mo Hai!"

Finally, Old Wu, who was beside Aoki, recognized his identity, and his expression became solemn. He had heard of this person, and he had a great reputation in the field of new techniques.

Wu Chenglin said, "Mo Hai has an amazing purifying beam, and if he is willing to pay the price, he can help people live for several years, so he is well-known among the chaebols."

But Old Wu never imagined that the purifying beam of Grandmaster Mo Hai could also be turned into such a fierce attacking technique. If other masters of the old technique went up to fight, they would be smashed to pieces in a single encounter.

This purification beam is so magical, some people are suspicious, is this an extraordinary method? !

During the rapid movement of the two, there were thunderstorms, and there seemed to be lightning flashes under the sky, as if they wanted to destroy some monster on the Pamirs.

At this moment, an astonishing vision occurred. A strange white light emerged from Mo Hai's nose and mouth, like a chain, wrapping around Lao Chen.

Not only that, Mo Hai's seven orifices are all transformed into light beams, becoming seven snow-white chains of light, which are very spiritual, instantly blocking all the escape routes of Lao Chen and locking him up!

Many people screamed, the hearts of those who practiced the old art would jump out of their throats, and they were extremely worried that Lao Chen was in a critical situation!

Sure enough, when the seven chains of white light touched Lao Chen's body, they immediately made a sound of thunder, and the breath was extremely terrifying.

However, at this moment, a more astonishing thunder sounded from Lao Chen's chest, and a faint white light rushed out. In the bang, all seven light chains were smashed, smashed, and hit. Mo Hai, made his body shake violently, and then retreated very quickly, trying to avoid Lao Chen.

Old Chen followed like a shadow, too fast, they were like two light and shadows passing over the gray-brown earth.

There was a buzzing sound, the air roared, and the tremors continued. A dazzling red glow appeared in Lao Chen's heart, as if a big sun was rising, bright red and dazzling.

In the end, with a bang, the red glow on his chest was transpiring, the sun seemed to be burning, and finally it fully bloomed, turning into a red beam with the thickness of an arm, which was unparalleled.

Boom!

The thunder shook the plateau, and the red light beam was similar to the real thunder, and it directly penetrated Mo Hai's body. A large hole appeared in his chest, and the blood was dripping. He flew out.

Old Chen also had his chest heaving violently, and he calmed down on the spot, and then he strode forward.

The great master in the alloy armor had stopped in front of him and helped Mo Hai up.

Her name is Xia Qing. She is half a head taller than many men. She is slender and strong. She is a rare female master in the field of new arts.

"You go to recuperate." She whispered.

Mo Hai's injury is very serious. From the big hole in his chest, it can be seen that his heart has been torn apart, and a piece of lung is missing. If it is not treated in time, it will damage his practice, and it will be extremely serious.

"None of you can leave." Old Chen said indifferently.

Since he wants to detonate his old disease and kill him here, he will never show mercy. Even a famous master in the field of new arts has to save his life!

Mo Hai covered his chest, his body emitting white light, and he stopped the bleeding with a new technique. He signaled to the female great master Xia Qing that it was okay, he could hold on, and would not leave, waiting for the end of this battle.

Even, at a critical moment, he can make a strong shot!

The alloy armor on Xia Qing's body flashed with a cold metallic luster, and she said coldly, "Mr. Chen is a good way, I admire it, you rest first, calm down the boiling blood, and we will fight again later!"

This time, Lao Chen didn't refuse and stood there silently.

The whole Green Ridge seemed to be quiet, no one spoke, everyone was waiting silently.

Near the Pamirs, a lot of spaceships came today.

In a very distant place, a super battleship is very large, with smooth metal lines. In addition to its deterrent power, the hull also has a sense of craftsmanship.

In the battleship, a super master is talking with an old man.

This time, there are three great masters in the new art field, and the last one is here.

As for the identity of the old man, it is not simple. He is a pivotal figure in the chaebol, and has a very large influence.

"The road of old art is very uneven, and the entry is slow. Except for Chen Yongjie, no one can rise. It is not realistic to wait for Old Chen to help you continue your life. The great master in the field of old art has nowhere to go. , can't reach that level. You have seen our achievements in the past two years, fully reflected in you, your vitality is gradually flourishing, and the changes are obvious..."

"I'm dizzy and dizzy recently, and my energy is low. Is it about to die?" The old man sat there, and the blanket covering his legs turned out to be a legendary skin of auspicious animals. Even this ethereal thing can be excavated and obtained. You can see its strength.

The great master in the field of new arts is a middle-aged man named Chen Kai. He looks like he is in his early fifties. Now he is feeling an incomparable headache.

In his opinion, this old man is clearly in good spirits~www.mtlnovel.com~ at least for five years without worry, and he has obtained great benefits, but he turns his face and does not recognize anyone. Negotiations with him are too tiring and very hard.

He believes that even a decisive battle with a great master is much more enjoyable than dealing with this old man.

"In today's era, no one in the field of old art can reach that level, which means that the golden bamboo slips cannot be deciphered unless the pre-Qin alchemists are revived and the patriarch-level figures reappear. If you use the technique to analyze it, maybe you can uncover the secrets and save your life.”

"I'm very tired, my energy is getting worse day by day, and I'm in limbo. I'm worried that I'm about to die. If you want to dig the roots of the old art, you have to be sincere. At least let me realize that my body is still alive. , at least you can live for more than twenty years, so there is some hope, maybe you can wait until you produce results."

The old man's eyes were bright, his voice full of energy, and he was healthier than many people. But this is his tone, and he made it clear that he would have to extend his life for more than ten years.

Chen Kai, the great master in the field of new arts, was dumbfounded. For a moment, he really wanted to turn his back and beat this old man to death, but after calming down, he didn't dare at all.

"Chen Yongjie won." The old man motioned to Chen Kai.

Chen Kai turned to look at the big screen, and said solemnly: "Old Chen is indeed very strong, and it is the last card of the old art. At this point, he is about to die."

He didn't say something, Lao Chen would be detonated and killed by them because of the problem of the five internal organs, no matter the outcome, Lao Chen would die!

"Aren't you worried about your two companions?" the old man asked.

"It's okay, I'll go there in person in a while!" Chen Kai stared at the screen and carefully observed Lao Chen's state.

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