"Nine-color thunder?"
Jiang Chen's eyes were incomparably hot, and the nine-color thunder fell from the sky, silently, but with amazing power, with a loud rumbling sound, covering the sky and the sun.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, white!
The thunder of nine colors gathered together and descended from the clouds. Jiang Chen felt a palpitating heartbeat. The terrifying thunder from the sky was three points better than his own.
"Such a terrifying thunderbolt, even if it hits the powerhouse of the star-level Jiuzhongtian, it is estimated that there will be death and no life!"
The six-backed dragon can't help but stunned, it's too terrifying. From the birth of the world to the present, this is the first time he has seen such a terrifying thunderbolt. The nine colors represent nine different powers. The sky was blocked.
"Indeed, these nine thunders seem to have their own masters, but in fact, they are one thunder!"
Jiang Chen said in a serious tone.
"how is this possible?"
The six-backed Panlong looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible, it's just because you don't understand."
Jiang Chen's expression was very serious. At this time, he saw a figure. Beneath the nine-color thunder, the figure was like steel poured, with long hair and shawls, moving with the wind, shirtless, golden muscles and bones, covered in flames. Among them, Yang Tian shouted.
"No... Impossible... Feng'er!!!"
Jiang Chen's eyes were splitting, and his face was pale and bloodless. He did not expect that under the nine-color thunder, it would be Feng'er. Although it was just a back figure, Jiang Chen would never admit it wrong. That was Feng'er, absolutely not. Could it be wrong, the wind is here? Why did Feng'er appear under the nine-color thunder
"don't want-"
Jiang Chen roared and charged away, blood filling his eyes.
He kept rushing under the nine-color thunderbolt at an extremely fast speed, because once the nine-color thunderbolt fell, Feng'er would surely die.
"This is too scary, Jiang Chen, you—"
Six-backed Panlong's eyes didn't squint, but he never expected Jiang Chen to go towards the Nine-color Thunder. He was calling that shirtless young man, that person, is that person Jiang Chen's relative, is that really true
Otherwise, why would he rush up desperately? Nine-color thunder, for a master like them, there is absolutely no hope. That kind of fearful coercion, from head to toe, the six-backed dragon feels that he Before the nine-color thunder, they were all overwhelmed, but at this time, Jiang Chen rushed up.
Go ahead to dangers!
He had no choice, because that shirtless young man was his son, the most important person in his life, how could Jiang Chen just watch Feng'er get hit by a nine-colored thunder
Even at the cost of his own life, Jiang Chen would not hesitate.
Feng'er is his belief and hope to enter the eternal world alone. He has been waiting for so many years. He firmly believes that Feng'er will be fine, and as long as he works hard, he will definitely be able to find Feng'er.
In front of this scene, Jiang Chen had no hesitation, no matter how terrifying the Nine Colors Thunder was, as a father, he had nothing to fear, as long as Feng'er was fine, he would be happy.
"Feng'er, wait for me! My father is here!"
Jiang Chen's body was like lightning, and he galloped away, stepping on the ladder with his feet, walking like flying.
"Father, don't come here, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore!"
Jiang Chen didn't know if it was in his heart or in his mind, but this sentence echoed, it was definitely Feng'er's voice, it must be him!
"The sea of suffering has no end... Turning back is the shore..."
Enduring, deafening.
"Hey."
The six-backed dragon's face was ashes, and he sighed lightly. Jiang Chen's departure would be a life-and-death experience. The nine-color thunder could not be avoided even by the star-level nine-layered heaven. To contend, but Jiang Chen went without hesitation.
"I'm coming too!"
Jiang Chen was extremely anxious in his heart. The nine-color thunderbolt was too fast, too strong, and too violent. Jiang Chen urged the thunderbolt in his body, lingering around his body, preparing for a crazy impact with the nine-color thunderbolt.
Zheyu drought and thunder!
Breaking Xiaoxiao Jinlei!
Jiuchen Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!
Qianyan Destroys Thunder!
Four thunders were intertwined on Jiang Chen's body, and the source of thunder continued to spread out, Jiang Chen soared up, and approached the nine-color thunder.
"What a Jiang Chen!"
The six-backed Panlong's eyes were red, and Jiang Chen's thunder source protected his heart. In this battle, facing the nine-color thunder, Jiang Chen might not necessarily be dissipated.
Maybe there is still a chance!
Maybe it's just the beginning!
Jiang Chen's mind is the same, he must save his son, that's what he has been working hard for so long, even if he is shattered, even if it is irreversible.
Six-backed Panlong knew that Jiang Chen was not just charging blindly. He knew that the origin of four thunderbolts, even if he couldn't resist the nine-color thunderbolt, would definitely not stop at being slashed into ashes.
"Wind!"
"Wind!"
"Get out of the way!"
Jiang Chen roared hoarsely, even his eyeballs were ****.
Because it was too late for him, the nine-color thunder struck Feng'er, and he was still one step behind.
"Do not-"
Jiang Chen felt as if the whole person was dead. He was actually one step short, and he was only one step short of being able to save the lower wind.
Under the bombardment of the nine-color thunder, Feng'er separated from flesh and blood and vanished.
Jiang Chen was even more shocked by the aftermath of this terrifying thunderbolt. If it wasn't for the four sources of thunder to protect his body, he might have died without a place to be buried.
But these are not what Jiang Chen cares about. What he cares about is that Feng'er didn't hide, and he was one step behind, why!
why!
Just one step away!
Jiang Chen's heart was twisted like a knife, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, and blamed himself, why couldn't he be the one who died? Why does Feng'er have to endure the bombardment of the nine-color sky thunder? Why exactly
"puff-"
Jiang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the body under the dragon transformation was almost penetrated by the nine-color sky thunder. No one could imagine how domineering the nine-color sky thunder was.
"Why, why didn't I die..."
Jiang Chen murmured, a tear in his eyes was filled with the self-blame and guilt of a father, and he was not reconciled.
"It's fake, Jiang Chen, all of this is fake."
In an instant, the heaven and the earth changed dramatically, and the six-backed dragon woke up like a dream and shouted.
Jiang Chen's eyes scanned the surrounding sky, his mood was still indescribable.
The six-backed Panlong rushed towards Jiang Chen frantically. What happened just now was too realistic, as if it were real. Fortunately, it was just an illusion.
But Jiang Chen only, and only himself, knew that this was not a dream!
Jiang Chen can still distinguish between fantasy and reality. Although this is very similar to an illusion, Jiang Chen is very clear in his heart. This is not a dream at all. Feng'er, where are you
To live to see people, to die to see corpses, Jiang Chen's heart is like a knife twisted, but he will not give up!