Qi Chen looked coldly: "No, this time, you will still be defeated, and you will die."

On his palm, the demon eye was completely opened, with a purple-black pupil inside. The pupil split again, and a slender tongue swept out directly.

Qi Chen's sword was held by black energy.

The demonic eye was entangled in the black energy.

Both sides are killing each other.

One after another, terrifying energy fluctuations went in all directions.

This space, originally relatively fragile, has experienced the ravages of different laws and is on the verge of collapse.

"No, the space is going to explode!"

Tang Ruanruan sat on Feng Huo's back, ready to catch Qi Chen and escape at any time.

"You lose!"

Qi Chen suddenly laughed, blood dripping from his gums.

"Are you dreaming? It's obvious that I have the advantage now. Your demonic energy cannot invade my body at all, and my energy can destroy your body structure." Xia Zhiyan laughed evilly, and her skin deteriorated at an accelerated pace.

With her body, she still cannot fully use the Black Moon.

"Do you still have a trump card?"

Qi Chen laughed, this kind of smile really disgusted Xia Zhiyan.

"Do you have it?" Xia Zhiyan sneered. If the opponent wants to use his trump card now, it must be comparable to Yao Zi's strength.

She didn't believe Qi Chen was still alive.

"Supporting actors will eventually have to bow out."

Qi Chen took out the knife with his left hand.

The blood of the Desert God clan that had been unable to be suppressed for a long time in his body finally opened up.
Chapter completed!