The remaining 30% were already in the last shot...

It's not that he is weak.

But Zhang Chu is too strong!

Even Zhang Chu himself didn't realize how strong he was!

The "Five Directions and Five Emperors' Rewards and Yuan Gong" he practiced is definitely one of the most difficult exercises in the world.

But after cultivation, the strength of the true essence is definitely one of the strongest true essences in the world.

If you are not humble, you can remove both "one of them"!

The origin of the five great beasts.

It is not easy for ordinary flying masters to find one of them, not to mention that the origins of the five great beasts gather together!

The way he practiced now in the "peaceful and prosperous era" can also be said to be one of the most grand ways in the world.

If you change to the Master Feitian, even if you have the will of saving the world, you can only take one of the three thousand weak waters.

And Zhang Chu solved the topic with a twenty-four-word mantra, how grand and magnificent the foundation he set up!

The strongest true essence adds the strongest Tao.

This is like the most cutting-edge hardware, with the most cutting-edge system... The increase in computing power is not just one plus one!

Zhang Chu chased Huo Qing and fell on the ground.

The Dawn Knife slashed wildly.

Huo Qing raised his strength to swing his gun and blocked it desperately.

The mountain was penetrated.

The earth was plowed out by the two of them for several miles.

"Calm..."

The sound of metal breaking clearly came into everyone present's ears.

The Panlong Spear, which Huo Qing held horizontally with both hands, had been broken into two pieces.

The dawn knife passed through the broken mouth and slashed into Huo Qing's neck.

The bright red blood overflowed like a spring water.

Huo Qing looked straight at Zhang Chu in front of him.

His hands were trembling.

The Panlong Spear landed.

He grabbed Zhang Chu's collar tightly.

In the muddy eyes, the light was passing by rapidly.

Zhang Chu looked at him.

Gasping heavily.

He nodded in slightest detail.

Huo Qing finally let go of his hand holding his collar and slowly lowered his head.

The desolate cold wind stirred up his messy white hair, dancing gently like catkins by the river in August...

Zhang Chu trembled violently.

He took a deep breath.

Take a deep breath.
Chapter completed!