Tian Yuan Chapter 1191 Must die!

Li Ran originally thought that by using the forbidden method, not only could he suppress Chen Qingyuan, but at least he would be able to break his muscles and bones!

However, Chen Qingyuan's skin and flesh were at most bruised, but his roots were not damaged.

What's even more surprising is that Chen Qingyuan was only suppressed for a short time, and he quickly withstood the power of the forbidden technique, and also burst out with more powerful spiritual power, and his fists were surging and unstoppable.

Nine consecutive punches seemed to return to the peak years of ancient times.

Chen Qingyuan's attack was swift and fierce, forcing Li Ran to retreat.

Every punch was exerted with all his strength, perfectly displaying the style of the Samsara Taoist body. The rays of light burst out and the sword's intention was chaotic.

The first punch made the sword clang, the second punch shattered the pressure of Li Ran's forbidden technique, and the third punch shattered Li Ran's protective barrier from the air and hit his chest...

"Rumble"

From the top of the Li Sea, he reached the starry sky in just a few breaths. Even here, it is still within the scope of the Seventeenth Formation, which is vast and boundless.

Blood splattered, both from Li Ran and from Chen Qingyuan.

Using force to break the spell, he forcibly withstood the Yan Ying Ancient Clan's ultimate forbidden technique, causing multiple blood vessels on Chen Qingyuan's body to rupture, causing more than ten wounds on his fists, and pale golden blood slowly flowing out, mixed with a wisp of charm.

Li Ran's defensive powers were all shattered by Chen Qingyuan's iron fists, and the long knife held tightly in his hands became dim. A huge bloody hole appeared in his chest, and his internal organs turned into a puddle of mud. Just one look at it would make you want to vomit, it was nauseating.

"Boom!"

Since he is an enemy, how can Chen Qingyuan have any mercy.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pursued Li Ran and punched Li Ran on the head. The first blow penetrated half of the head, and the thick substance spattered, making the scene extremely bloody.

Qingzong's Xijiquan, combined with the Samsara Taoist body, has amazing combat power, and was the first to suppress the ancestors of the Yanying clan.

Li Ranji had no strength to fight anymore, and it was difficult to find an uninjured spot in his body. The original white clothes were in tatters, soaked with blood, lost their beauty, and looked extremely embarrassed.

Half of his head was gone, and the remaining eye was staring at Chen Qingyuan. His exposed tongue trembled a few times, and he made a very hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, it is such an honor to feel your power in person! However, it is so sad to be in the same era as you."

Chen Qingyuan did not take any further action and stood in the sea of ​​​​stars, watching quietly.

Li Ran had already burned his life essence and blood, but now he was seriously injured by Chen Qingyuan, and he only had his last breath left.

"For a person like you, when you step into the sacred bridge in the Mahayana, you will shed all the dirt, wash away the lead, and return to the top."

To the world, Shenqiao is a realm, and to Chen Qingyuan, it seems like he has been freed from the shackles of the world.

If someone had told Li Ran before, he would lose to a monk who had just entered Shenqiao in the future. No matter how detailed the man said, Li Ran couldn't believe it.

Because the road to Shenqiao is one step at a time, and the shackles of heaven and earth are there.

However, Chen Qingyuan broke through the shackles and touched the forbidden area.

The so-called realm gap is difficult to reflect in Chen Qingyuan.

"The ancient tribe is seeking your own death by being your enemy!"

Only when he truly understood Chen Qingyuan's terror did Li Ran understand how wrong the ancient clan's choice was.

After saying a few words, Li Ran started coughing, and blood sputtered from the wounds all over his body.

The injury was too severe and the blood flow could not be stopped.

Besides, the vitality has been exhausted, and there is no need to control the injury.

"Being able to fight against your lord, this is how my life comes to an end. It is considered complete."

As he spoke, Li Ran's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he released his right hand that was holding the long knife tightly. His broken body floated in the starry sky, his life gone.

When the life span is over and the soul is separated from the body, the same result occurs.

From beginning to end, Chen Qingyuan had a calm expression, without much emotional fluctuation.

"call--"

He reached out and grasped the long knife floating in front of him.

"Zheng——"

The long knife trembled several times, as if resisting.

However, with Chen Qingyuan's exertion, the long knife slowly became quiet.

"It's a good knife."

After withstanding Chen Qingyuan's fierce attack, the knife did not break into pieces and remained intact. You must know that the three-foot sword Chen Qingyuan just held was a top-grade holy weapon. It was very precious and hard, and it just collapsed into two pieces.

"Keep it, don't waste it."

Chen Qingyuan's excellent quality makes it impossible for this treasure to become ownerless, so naturally it must be packed up for emergencies.

As for Li Ran's broken body, Chen Qingyuan waved his sleeves and sent it outside the formation.

Then, he killed another ancestor of the ancient clan.

Time is tight and there can be no delay.

"Dead...dead!"

"The ancestor died in battle!"

"No way, no way, this is impossible."

Many people from the Yanying Ancient Clan saw this scene from a distance, were frightened and questioned aloud.

The senior officials of various ethnic groups who were watching the battle in the Lihai area were all shocked and had a new understanding of Chen Qingyuan's combat power.

Previously, I used Qin Yin to suppress an ancestor, but now I threw away all kinds of complicated magical powers and bombarded him with a pair of physical fists.

The punches hit the flesh, returning to the primitive fighting style, which made everyone look scared and their bodies tremble.

"this......"

The outstanding figures in the world all around looked at this scene with their eyes dumbfounded and their mouths open. No words can describe the shock in my heart, I can only stand there, at a loss.

The ancestors of all races on the battlefield are still troubled by the power of the formation diagram.

Although the old guys wanted to rush to the center of the formation, they encountered many obstacles and found it difficult to get past.

A certain old guy used a magical technique to temporarily block the power of the formation. Then he came to the eye of the formation and struck with all his strength, intending to destroy the eye of the formation.

Unexpectedly, the formation eye suddenly shifted and disappeared.

How could such a large formation leave such an obvious flaw?

It's just a strategy to lure the enemy.

It wasn't until the ancestor tried his best to reach the area of ​​​​the formation eye that he realized that he had been fooled.

"I am the eye of the formation. Kill me and you can break the formation."

At this time, Chen Qingyuan appeared.

The sound seemed to come from the underworld, very hollow.

The ancestor of the Kunpeng Ancient Clan was a tall man. When he suddenly heard this voice, his body trembled slightly and he immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

I glanced around and saw no trace of Chen Qingyuan.

He turned his head and looked elsewhere, but still couldn't find it.

However, Patriarch Kunpeng had a strong feeling that Chen Qingyuan was nearby.

"Why can't I find it?"

Ancestor Kunpeng began to panic, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of cloth, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Anyone who enters the game will die!"

Chen Qingyuan's words were like the judgment of death.

As he said these words, a giant sword dropped from the sky and was aimed at the ancestor Kunpeng. The sword's intent was so cold that it disturbed the starry sky.