Walk quickly to the place where the power of the sky fell, Lu Qingchen looked at the huge potholes in front of him, some of the tongue. Www.bǐqυgetν.

He did not expect that this ray of heaven would have such a huge power.

If this is more condensing a few strands of power, wouldn't it be possible to kill Zun Wujing ... and the king's strong person?!

"No, if you want to kill the king's strong situation, at least you must condense the power of twenty strands of heaven. This is still all hits ..."

Considering some factors, Lu Qingchen felt that it was still very difficult to kill the king alone to kill the king alone.

"From the perspective of my current strength, it should be able to condense almost ten strands of heaven, and even more is a bit dangerous."

Because the spiritual power contained in the power of the sky requires at least one -tenth soul power in Lu Qingchen's body, Lu Qingchen cannot condense too much at one time.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he can't control this extremely powerful special spiritual power.

In other words, if he condenses more than ten strands of heaven in his body, then once he is out of control, he will be seriously injured and dying, and he will be fascinated by gray.

Therefore, it is the best case to condense the power of the same force as he currently stored in the body.

Because this can not only ensure the stability of controlling the power of the sky, but also one more killer.

"No wonder the Master of the Demon Emperor can kill so many strong men in the same realm, it is estimated that this is the power of this heaven."

Looking at the huge potholes in front of him, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but think of the horrible cultivation of the Demon Emperor.

The strength of your own martial arts can condense the power of ten strands of heaven. If you use the horrible cultivation of the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, how many rays of terrible heaven can be condensed?

Thinking of this, Lu Qingchen suddenly felt the scalp.

This is really scary.

"Let me take a good rest, what are you doing?!"

When Lu Qingchen put away the king in the king, he was about to go back, a sound of anger suddenly passed over.

The cold dream of a plain pajamas walked in slowly, watching the apprentice squatting beside a giant pit, Han Meng almost bit a bite of silver tooth.

This guy, even if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you still have such a big movement.

The most angry is that as soon as I fell asleep, I was awakened by this huge explosion.

"Master, why are you here."

Looking at the cold dream that was not very right, Lu Qingchen touched his nose, and asked about it.

"The whole college you made by you heard it. Is it strange to come and see it?!"

Hearing this guy dare to ask himself why he came, Han Meng suddenly had the heart that killed him.

"I, I can't sleep."

Looking at Han Meng's beautiful eyes that seemed to be spraying fire, Lu Qingchen explained his head with a scalp:

"And I just happened to have some understanding of the martial arts, so I came out and tried it. Unexpectedly, I couldn't control it for a while and it turned out like this."

Lu Qingchen whispered with low head, and glanced at the exquisite collarbone exposed because of the clothes.

However, Han Meng did not find Lu Qingchen's unknown move, because she was listening to the explanation of this apprentice seriously.

"You mean, this potholes are made because you didn't control the practice of cultivation?"

After listening, Han Meng glanced at the giant pit in front of him again, and asked a little bit.

She knows that Lu Qingchen's strength belongs to the top in the same realm, and there are many treasures on her body.

But what he explained just now is very clear that this potholes are caused by him without controlling the practice method, not foreign objects!

From the perspective of the depth and size of this potholes, at least the figurine must have the strength of respecting the martial arts.

In other words, the apprentice does not rely on foreign objects. With the practice of cultivation alone, it can release the full blow of the strong man in the martial arts realm?

Some weird glance at Lu Qingchen, Han Meng didn't speak anymore, and turned directly to leave.

Looking at the direction of departure, it should be back to the courtyard where you live.

"Hmph, get this hole processed before coming back!"

Just when Lu Qingchen was ready to keep up, a somewhat ruthless voice came over.

Lu Qingchen, who heard this sound, naturally stopped, turned his head and looked at the huge deep pit in front of him.

"It's so big, how long can I fill it out!"

After complaining for a while, Lu Qingchen finally started to handle the huge deep pit that he caused.

"Hum, it's obedient."

Seeing the corner of the Hanmeng's mouth slightly raised, it seems that what you say is still a bit useful.

At this moment, she hid in the void, looking at the busy figure of Lu Qingchen, and the corner of Hanmeng's mouth gently outlined a beautiful arc.

I don't know how long it has been.

"Good guy, finally finished."

After shooting, the hands stained with some soil, Lu Qingchen rolled his eyes in a certain direction, secretly:

"It's best not to let me fix it more than you, otherwise, hum, absolutely let you see what you know is that you can't eat it, go away ..."

"Well, it's quite fast."

Just when Lu Qingchen was about to go back to rest, Han Meng's figure appeared again in front of him.

"Master? Why are you here again?"

Looking up at the cold dream of a pajama, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Wait, shouldn't you, stay here, right?"

His eyes fell on the snowy and exquisite collarbone, and Lu Qingchen's light flashed in the dumplings, and he couldn't help opening up.

"What do you say about it? I'm afraid you will come and look at it when you are lazy."

After hearing Lu Qingchen's words, Han Meng was shocked and quickly quibbled.

It is so well hidden, let alone a local martial arts, even the emperor may not be found. This guy must deliberately deceive himself.

"Yo, it turned out to be like this, that should be that I guessed it wrong."

When Lu Qingchen heard Han Meng sophistry, he didn't refute, but stared at the white white.

"Um?"

Seeing that Lu Qingchen was rare and didn't insist, Hanmeng couldn't help but a little bit froze. This is not like his style.

"Is he really just a intentional cheating me?"

Looking at Lu Qingchen's blinking eyes, Han Meng murmured secretly.

No, what is he watching?

After a while, Han Meng was shocked, and slowly looked down at his pajamas.

I don’t know when the first button on the collar of this pajamas was gone.

Looking up at the eyes that someone was about to stare out, Han Mengyu's hand gently covered a touch of white, biting silver teeth and said fiercely:
Chapter completed!