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Chapter 162 The Death of the Mink Man

In Wang Chen's pupils, a strange fire light suddenly appeared and was constantly burning, forming a strange rune. The rune actually had traces of the Taixu Dragon Seal.

In Wang Chen's body, the static blue dragon blood suddenly rolled rapidly. Within the tendons and veins, the blood was like divided cells, constantly gathering together, forming a burning essence.

Those essences flow continuously, passing through tendons, veins, lungs, palms, and finally returning to the eyes

Inside the pupils, the fire light quickly expanded, with two edges in shape, quickly crawling across the entire eyeball.

The heat was increasing around Wang Chen's body, and the burning blood qi emitted a terrifying and gloomy aura. The aura seemed to be lurking in the underground of the volcano, like a huge ferocious beast.

A proud look suddenly appeared on the face of the mink man.

However, his expression had not appeared for long, and his face suddenly froze and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

In his eyes, he suddenly saw the terrifying fire light that was constantly burning in Wang Chen's pupils. The runes of the fire light seemed to have life, and they were endless and immortal.

The fire light was like a swimming blood dragon, revealing a desolate and ancient aura. The aura was very cold and touching the heartstrings.

The marten man's eyes seemed to see a giant dragon winding in the sea of ​​fire. The sad and endless terrifying aura came from the blood dragon.

His body seemed to be tensed, and his fists could no longer enter the slightest. He stayed a few centimeters of Wang Chen's body, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

The others looked at the mink man in surprise, and even Wang Datou and others were a little confused. The expected scene did not appear, but instead staged a very strange scene.

A white flame suddenly appeared around Wang Chen's body, and the flames on his fist actually ignited, and its astonishing temperature suddenly swept across.

The flame condensed on Wang Chen's fist and jumped. The surrounding desert was filled with sand and stones. The fearful temperature spread rapidly on the sand, forming a hot flame.

"Chichi."

Around his fist, the terrifying temperature burned his space slightly distorted.

Wang Chen's pupils, the two edges, suddenly flickered, and the pattern of fire light suddenly jumped violently.

"ah"

A shocking scream suddenly came from Wang Chen's mouth, and the white flames shook violently in his eyes.

The blood-red breath kept flowing and opening.

Around Wang Chen's pupils, the pattern of fire light actually moved around the corner of his eyes, as if he had been tattooed, forming a blue pattern.

"Hey, this seems to be a clan pattern, but this clan pattern is good. What a terrifying killing idea. What is the origin of this clan pattern? Even the young man from the Wu Sect can't struggle at all. Wang Chen is becoming more and more interesting." A warrior in a black robe quietly looked at everything that happened in front of him.

If Wang Chen saw this guy, he would be extremely surprised. This person was the ghost hand he encountered in the Dragon Bone Water Pond that day. Standing next to the ghost hand, he kept calling the ghost hand as his senior's Blood Lingying.

"Senior, aren't we going to take action?" Xue Lingying asked impatiently.

"What's the hurry? I'll still take action." The voice of the ghost hand came out from under the robe in a sequel. The pale palm stretched out gently, and endless yin energy broke out. The black wriggling insects kept gnawing at their palms, making a sound that made the scalp numb.

Xue Lingying, who was standing next to him, looked at the palm with a look of surprise, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes.

The strength of the Ghost Hand has already entered the third level of Tongtian, and his strange martial arts are emerging one after another. In the northwest prefectures of the Tianwu Continent, they have always been famous for their strange means, and even the Thirteen Halls of the Wu Sect are a bit worse than that.

"Senior, I can't understand. Wang Chen's strength is just the realm of Qi Control. Why are you so scared? Isn't it better to take action directly?" Xue Lingying was silent for a moment and suddenly said.

"Do you really think so? If it weren't for the old monsters of the Wu Sect like you, maybe they wouldn't have sent Jin Wentao here. After all, Jin Wentao is also an elite in the Wu Sect, and it should be more than enough to deal with Wang Chen. However, they still underestimate Wang Chen's strength too much. If they were lucky enough to witness it with their own eyes, they would never look at him like this. Just watch it carefully before you talk. You will understand what I mean." The ghost hand didn't make a fuss, pointed at Wang Chen and said softly.

Hearing Ghost Hand say this, although Xue Lingying respects Ghost Hand very respects Ghost Hand, he is very dissatisfied when he hears this guy's evaluation of Wang Chen so highly.

On the corner of Wang Chen's eyes, the blue pattern suddenly quickly climbed over the corners of his eyes, and within the corners of his eyes, fire was shining, endlessly.

"ah"

Wang Chen's screams suddenly sounded over the area like thunder, and around his body, the white flames suddenly trembled violently, like swaying fire, and the terrifying temperature continued to rise, causing the space to twist.

"Is this soul fire?" Xue Lingying stared at the flames wrapped around Wang Chen's body in surprise, and asked in surprise.

"You have indeed seen some tricks. If you look closely, you will be even more surprised by the color of the soul fire and other characteristics." The Ghost Hand said slowly.

Xue Lingying stared at the soul fire, and his breathing became difficult, and said with difficulty: "This is the Nine Ghost Fire."

"Haha, it's not in vain that I have taught you so much. This flame is indeed the Nine Ghost Fire, the most peculiar flame in the soul fire, and it is said to be wise." The voice of the ghost hand slowly came from under the robe, a look of greed appeared in his eyes, and a bright red tongue gently wiped his lips.

"The Nine Ghost Fire really exists in this senior. You can't just be for this Nine Ghost Fire?" Xue Lingying looked at her robe shaking and asked softly.

"Hehe, these Nine Ghost Fires are indeed good, but I prefer the red dragon essence and blood on his body. That thing took a lot of effort and searched a lot of information to find it. The red dragon essence and blood must belong to me." The voice of the ghost hand gently came out of the robe.

Xue Lingying looked at the ghost hand, then turned her gaze to Wang Chen, and a look of enlightenment appeared on her face.

At this moment, Jin Wentao, who was standing in front of Wang Chen, was suddenly awakened by the terrifying aura of Wang Chen, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"You, you actually..."

However, before he finished speaking, the clan patterns on the corner of Wang Chen's eyes suddenly shrank violently.

At this moment, the flames on Wang Chen's body seemed to have been given life. The rolling aura rolled up and threw them hard towards Jin Taowen wearing a sable coat.

"Peng"

The flame directly hit Jin Taowen, as heavy as a thousand pounds, as hot as magma rock.

Jin Taowen's body was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the desert heavily, causing a huge wave of thousands of layers of waves.

Silence, dead silence.

Everyone around them looked shocked, and their faces seemed to be petrified. Their eyes suddenly became a little difficult, and it was very difficult to move away from that position.

If Wang Chen's body was like a red boy, his whole body was tightly wrapped by flames, and even his hair became red. The aura on his body rolled and his fighting spirit was ignited.

At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ghost Hand's face.

"Hehe, wouldn't it be fun to let the Wumen transfer all the hatred to you?

Xue Lingying, who was standing next to the ghost hand, couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she heard this sentence, but she quickly understood the meaning of the ghost hand.

"Do you think doing this is despicable?" Ghost Hand seemed to see Xue Lingying's thoughts, stretched out his dead branch-like fingers and said softly.

Xue Lingying's face was a little unnatural, but she still nodded slightly.

"Remember, there is no despicable or not in this world. There is only winning or losing. Whoever is the winner is the master of this world." The black gas suddenly stormed out of the fingers of the ghost hand, forming a thin gas as thin as a needle, and quickly swept away at Jin Wentao.

The black gas was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it directly penetrated Jin Wentao's body.

Jin Wentao was already severely attacked by Wang Chen. Faced with this sudden attack, before he could fully react, his face was suddenly covered by black air, his whole body twitched rapidly, and his eyes were abrupt.

After struggling for a few times, there was no hope of life

Just such a living person struggled in front of everyone for a few times, but he left like this. He was completely different from the kind of aura he was when he came.

Everyone stared at Wang Chen, and Qi Ling's face became very ugly. Unexpectedly, his senior brother was actually carried in Wang Chen's hands. With them, they were definitely not Wang Chen's opponents.

Qi Ling stared at Wang Chen with gloomy eyes, his throat feeling awkward.

"Wang Chen, wait for me, our Wu Sect will not let you go so easily." Qi Ling pointed at a few disciples and asked them to take Jin Wentao's body away.

The ghost hand in the dark did not stop it, and he watched the people from the Wu Sect carry Jin Wentao's body away.

"Senior, let these people go like this? Are you not afraid that those people from the Wu Sect will find out the truth?" Xue Lingying asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, they won't find us. At that time, Wang Chen will be the first to be the scapegoat. Moreover, if we let these people go, we will be able to do things." Ghost Hand shook his head gently and said.

Wang Chen looked surprised. The black air just now showed signs of a ghost hand.

Wang Chen's eyes instantly became cold and he looked around.

"Come out, ghost hand, I know you are here." Wang Chen said coldly.

Tia and others looked strange, and they all observed the surroundings carefully.

At this moment, the space suddenly shook slightly, and several people in black robes suddenly appeared in this area.

"Hehe, it's not a pity that he is a rookie of the Wang family, but I like your other identity more."
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