Chapter 6696 Mysterious Man

At the center of the strong light that looked like in the storm's eyes, the real dragon transformed by Chen Liuhe's blood-colored light was still roaring.

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

"boom!"

After another loud bang, the entire huge movement quickly calmed down.

The dazzling light also scattered in an instant...

The whole world fell into silence.

The surroundings have turned into ruins without any grass, the earth is cracked, and the deep pits everywhere are shocking.

Not far away, in a pool of blood, Chen Liuhe, who was unpopular, lay quietly there.

His body was all broken, and there was almost no complete area.

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

There was no breath of life on him, and he was silent as if he was dead...

He is like a dead person, a dead person who has truly lost his vital signs.

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

However, there is a pool of blood and some fragments of clothes and fabrics...

Ruimu Jianglong died, and his body was gone. He was bombarded with the extremely terrifying power of Botian Shui and smashed to pieces.

He could not leave anything in the world. After he died, he only left a pool of blood...

This battle is so cool and shocking!

The tragic level is also unimaginable.

This is no longer a loss-making loss, it is a death to both sides!

The strongest man of a generation died in the hands of Chen Liuhe.

This battle has a tragic ending that is impossible to imagine!

It can only be said that Chen Liuhe, who burns blood and vitality, is so terrifying that it is so terrifying that it is difficult to describe in words.

Silence was as dead as death, and it had been a long time since there was no movement in this messy area.

Chen Liuhe had no vital signs, and was lying there like a corpse, as if he had died.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, a slight sound of breaking through the air sounded, and then a black shadow flashed at an extremely fast speed.

This is a man who is covered in black robe. He even wears a black facial scarf on his face and can't tell at all.

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

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

He did not hesitate, bent down and carried the terrible Chen Liuhe on his shoulders, and then quickly left the place.

In this way, the place completely restored its tranquility, leaving only the ruins and chaos of the land, and the pool of blood silently telling the tragedy that happened here.

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

There were rapid footsteps slowly resounding.

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

This white-browed monk naturally realized his life that had just experienced a great battle.

At this moment, he was also covered in scars, and the blood everywhere proved the dangerous experience he had just experienced.

That battle was very tragic and simple. He won no benefit from one against five.

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

As for Taishi Xiaoyao's powerful men, three died and two injured, and finally they dispersed and ended up.

At the same time, Monk Yingtian, who had just experienced a great battle, also arrived.

The scene in front of him also changed his expression.

"Chen Liuhe is not here, and in the end, we still couldn't prevent the misery from happening."

Wuming looked a little sad and said with his hands clasped.

"Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. The war here is even more tragic than imagined."

Monk Yingtian also said something.

He surveyed the surroundings and all the traces showed the tragic battle that took place here.

"This interception should be done by Ruimu's dragon descending. His strength is far superior to the little donor Chen Liuhe. In this battle, the little donor is afraid of a lot of danger."

Wuming said in a deep voice, his face looked very bad, and there was a bit of annoyance and sadness in his eyes.

Although they had tried their best, in the end, they were unable to avoid such a tragedy.

Monk Yingtian, who had surveyed for a while, said, "Ruimu Jianglong is dead, and Chen Liuhe's whereabouts are unknown."

Monk Wuming was stunned and said, "The little donor killed Ruimu Shenlong?"

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

"In other words, the little donor may not be dead and is still alive now?"

A light flashed in Monk Wuming's eyes.

Monk Yingtian shook his head and said, "Not necessarily! With Chen Liuhe's realm strength, it is basically impossible to kill Ruimu Shenlong in a head-on battle!"

"There is only one possibility, that is, to use the taboo technique of the Chen family's bloodline to burn bloodlines to fight life! That is a desperate attempt to hurt the enemy by hurting one thousand and one thousand and two! "

Monk Yingtian said in a deep voice: "If that is true, Chen Liuhe's current situation will be in danger. Even if he is still breathing a sigh of relief, it will be very dangerous..."

After a pause, Ying Tian's brows were deeply fixed: "In theory, if it were as guessed, Chen Liuhe should not have the power to act at this moment, and he should have fallen here, but now he has no trace."

"Master, what do you mean is that, besides the two of them, there is a third party involved?"

Monk Wuming frowned.

Monk Yingtian observed the details around him, looked at the traces on the ground, and then said, "That's right, a third party intervened and took Chen Liuhe away."

"Is it an enemy or a friend?"

Monk Wuming gasped and his heart was in his throat.

Chen Liuhe, but the one who was both master and disciple, has now fallen into such a land of unknown life and death, and his whereabouts are unknown, so he has no choice but to worry.

"I don't know, but when I look at Chen Liuhe's face, my luck has not been exhausted, and I still have one or two. I shouldn't be a person with a poor life."

Ying Tian said in a narrow voice: "This time, I think we can only pray for his blessings and dangers."
Chapter completed!