At the center of the strong light that looked like the eye of the storm, the real dragon transformed by Chen Liuhe's bloody light was still roaring.

The power of the real dragon is infinite, shattering the white light, and moving forward like a broken bamboo.

"Boom!" After another loud noise, the entire huge movement quickly subsided.

The dazzling light spread out in an instant...

The whole world fell into silence.

The surroundings turned into ruins without any vegetation, the earth was a cracked mess, and deep pits could be seen everywhere, which was shocking.

Not far away, in a pool of blood, the inhuman Chen Liuhe lay quietly there.

His body was completely broken, with almost no intact part left.

His face was also pale, as if he had completely lost his vitality and vitality, becoming waterless, revealing his old age!

There was no trace of life in his body, and he was as silent as a dead tree...

He looked like a dead man, a dead man who had truly lost all vital signs.

Looking around, there is no trace of Ruimu Jianglong in the entire area.

However, about twenty meters away from Chen Liuhe, there was a pool of blood and some scattered clothes and fabrics...

Ruimu Jianglong died without a complete body, and was shattered to pieces by the terrifying power of Bo Tianshu.

He could leave nothing in the world. After his death, he only left a pool of blood...

This battle is breathtaking and shocking!

The brutality is also unimaginable.

This is no longer a case of both sides losing, this is a case of mutual destruction!

The most powerful person of the generation died in the hands of Chen Liuhe.

This battle had such a tragic ending that no one could have imagined!

It can only be said that Chen Liuhe, who was burning blood and vitality, was really terrifying, to a degree that was difficult to describe in words.

It was as quiet as death, and a long time passed without the slightest movement in this messy area.

Chen Liuhe had no vital signs and was lying there like a corpse, seemingly dead.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound piercing the air, and then, a black shadow was seen flashing past at an extremely fast speed.

This is a man whose whole body is covered by a black robe. He even wears a black scarf on his face, making it impossible to tell his appearance.

Only a pair of deep, vicissitudes of life and extremely strong and sharp eyes were revealed.

The man in black glanced at Chen Liuhe, who was lying in a pool of blood, and frowned deeply.

Without any hesitation, he bent down and carried the miserable Chen Liuhe on his shoulders, and then left the place quickly.

At this point, the place completely returned to tranquility, leaving only the ruins and messes on the ground, and the pools of blood silently telling the tragedy that happened here.

Time passed slowly, and again I didn’t know how long it had passed, maybe an hour, maybe a few hours.

The sound of hurried footsteps slowly resounded.

Then, a white-browed monk came quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his expression suddenly changed.

This white-browed monk was naturally the enlightened one who had just experienced a great battle.

At this moment, his body was also covered in scars, and the bloodstains everywhere proved the dangerous encounter he had just experienced.

That battle was both brutal and simple. He fought one against five and gained nothing.

Although he survived in the end, he also suffered serious injuries in this battle.

As for Taishi Xiaoyao's group of powerful men, three died, two were injured, and finally dispersed with each other.

At the same time, monk Yingtian, who had just experienced a big battle, also arrived.

The scene in front of him also made his expression change with shock.

"Chen Liuhe is not here. In the end, we still couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening." Wu Ming looked a little sad and said with his hands clasped together.

"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. The war happening here is more tragic than imagined." Monk Yingtian also said.

He surveyed the surrounding area, and all traces showed that a tragic battle had taken place here.

"This interception was probably done by Ruimu Jianglong. He is much stronger than the little benefactor Chen Liuhe. In this battle, the little benefactor is probably more likely to be in trouble than in danger." Wu Ming said in a deep voice, with a very ugly expression on his face.

, there was a bit of annoyance and sadness in his eyes.

Although they tried their best, in the end, they could not avoid such a tragedy.

After surveying the area, Monk Yingtian said, "Ruimu Jianglong is dead, and the whereabouts of the little benefactor Chen Liuhe is unknown."

Monk Wu Ming looked stunned and said, "The little benefactor killed Ruimu Jianglong?"

Monk Yingtian looked around and said solemnly: "It should be like this."

"In other words, the little benefactor may not have died, but is still alive now?" Monk Wu Ming's eyes flashed with light.

Monk Yingtian shook his head and said: "Not necessarily! With Chen Liuhe's level of strength, it is basically impossible to kill Ruimu Jianglong in a head-on fight!"

"There is only one possibility, and that is to use the forbidden technique of the Chen family's bloodline to burn the blood and fight for life! That is a desperate fight that injures the enemy a thousand times and damages oneself a thousand times!"

Monk Yingtian said in a deep voice: "If that is really the case, Chen Liuhe's current situation is probably more serious than bad. Even if he is still breathing a sigh of relief, it is still very dangerous..."

After a pause, Ying Tian frowned deeply: "Logically speaking, if it is as predicted, Chen Liuhe should not have the power to move at this moment, and he should fall here, but now there is no trace of him."

"Master, what do you mean, besides the two of them, there is a third party involved here?" Monk Wu Ming frowned.

Monk Yingtian observed the surrounding details, looked at the traces on the ground, and immediately said: "Yes, a third party intervened and took Chen Liuhe away."

"Enemy or friend?" Monk Wu Ming gasped, his heart in his throat.

Chen Liuhe, the man whom both his master and his disciples worked hard to protect, was now in such a place where his life and death were unknown, and his whereabouts were unknown, so he couldn't help but worry.

"I don't know, but I looked at Chen Liuhe's face and found that his luck has not been exhausted. There is still a bit or two left. He should not be a person with bad luck."

Ying Tian said solemnly: "This time, I think, we can only pray for him to be blessed and be able to survive dangers."
Chapter completed!