"Maybe it’s an illusion."

Liu Chen moved to the left, and as a result, the phalanx slowly turned and pointed over.
Lu Chen? ? ?
What do you mean by me? ?
Thousands of snow looked at Lu Chen thoughtfully. "It seems like this before?"
Liu Chen at this time is a little sure that the finger wrapped in copper rust sticking out from the bottom of the buried deep may really be himself.
But he didn’t understand what these ancient strong people did not know how many years ago or whether they were dead or alive.
At the same time, he also got nervous and suggested that Qianxue was going to slip away. You know, when he was pointed at himself by a bronze finger, the opposite side didn’t seem to have a wave of goodwill enough to silence him and Qianxue.
But after observing for a while, this finger seems to mean that Lu Chen didn’t have energy fluctuations.
After waiting for a while, Lu Chen and others came to the bones again. This time, I don’t know if the bones are obsessed or the energy is exhausted, and there is no more silence.
Liu Chen got the nerve to take out the regicide and gently touched the shoulder of the skeleton.
Thousands of snow watching a little want to laugh, Leng Yue also looks weird, because this scene is very similar to the kind of tentative ignition gesture when the children go back to their hometown for the New Year.
But this is a serious scene. They can manage their expressions well.
Knock, knock-
Lu Chen tapped a few times and made a crisp sound. Of course, he failed to leave traces on the bones. It is not qualified at present.
The bones didn’t respond, and Lu Chen got closer to his heart, and soon he couldn’t help but feel nervous because he always felt that he was on the verge of death, but he couldn’t help but know nothing.
When his hand touched the skeleton, his whole brain trembled and his body almost collapsed.
It’s broken!
At this time, Liu Chencai realized one thing. Can such strong bodies be easily touched?
Even the Great Sage can’t carry the emperor’s corpse. The Nangong is dead at this level.
It is the fact that the skeleton is too quiet without the smell of destruction. Ordinary Liu Chencai neglects this matter.
Lu Chen’s body surface cracks are spreading and his bones are broken. He is trying to retreat quickly to stabilize the body, but he feels like his palm is absorbed by this statue of bones.
Qianxue saw that the psychic force was not working, and a white hair was instantly red and wanted to pull Lu Chen.
However, an air-breathing machine shook her and Lin Shanhe Leng Yue outward, feeling very small before that force, just like a young child met an adult strong man.
Lu Chen’s body keeps breaking into pieces and thousands of snow look anxious, because even if she starts that prop to take Lu Chen away, she must be together.
Just when Lu Chen himself was going to die, his mysterious blood roared and the tyrannical breath that would crush him suddenly disappeared and became gentle.
At the same time, he felt that the bones of the strong man in front of him became kind, and for a moment he had a feeling of blood connection
The physical self-healing ability works secretly. Lu Chen’s injury recovers quickly. He nods to Qian Xue. "Nothing is a little accident."
Then he bowed his head and felt this wonderful connection.
He put his hands on his bones, shoulders and ears, and it seemed that he could hear whispers from the long years before he was buried. He saw those mysterious fragments of visions again when his blood rose.
It’s this time that some of the sounds in the chaos are speaking a language that he can’t understand at all.
"Captain, your hand!"
Exclaimed Qian Xue, beside her, the feeling is nasty. She called it habitual.
She didn’t dare to shoot rashly again, but she saw that the junction of Lu Chen’s palm bones was passing away, and mysterious blood spread from the top of the bones like vine patterns.
The original glittering and translucent jade skeleton gradually dyed deep red and became more spiritual.
Lu Chen knew that his JingXie had passed away, and at this time, the adsorption force of bones had disappeared. He could retreat completely, but he didn’t stop.
Because he also wants to know more about the ancient secrets and see his own blood illusion.
He is now 100% sure that this strong man is by no means non-human or they are pursuing the real dragon. This is a secret blood fighter!
A martial arts Dacheng ultimate secret blood fighter!
The silent hall rang with chanting, and Lu Chenshen’s Wu Di Jing and Wu Nerves were singing together. His blood was boiling, and the whole person was covered with harsh red light, like a melting pot merging two kinds of scriptures.
But Liu Chenren was oblivious to these things, and what he saw in his eyes and heard in his ears was a different scene.
He saw the original hall again, and saw the man walk into this hall alone. He suspected that the real dragon had been fighting for nine days and tore his opponent in half.