You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 498 No matter how he runs away or how he chases, he can’t escape even if he has wings!

The Heavenly Tribulation 'Changqing' grabbed Changqing into the air, held Changqing's body, felt the horrific wounds on Changqing's body, and the deathly aura all over his body, and suddenly laughed towards the sky.

"After all, my life is not over. This life is the chance for my fame to spread throughout the universe. In this life, I will make sure people remember my name, Ren Changqing, and never forget it!!"

Ren Changqing, this is this person's name.

Shaking the gradually cooling body in his hand, Ren Changqing looked at the masked face and was about to take it off.

"Wearing a mask to hide my true face is a waste. Since this is my reincarnation, I will let the world remember this most real face."

Chang Qing, who was pretending to be dead, cursed in his heart: "Why are you so talkative! You will die if you don't pretend! You are born in the year of the monkey, you have to make moves!"

Many people who were paying attention to this place also stared at the face under the mask curiously.

However, at this moment, a green sword shadow appeared quickly on the horizon.

Tianjie Ren Changqing looked at the wooden sword and felt that it looked familiar. He tilted his head and muttered to himself:

"I seem to have seen this sword somewhere before. No, why does it look more and more familiar the more I look at it?"

Ren Changqing scratched his head, his attention had long been drawn to the sword.

Changqing, who was pretending to be dead, sensed the arrival of Dongfeng 51 and thought something bad was going to happen. Seeing that Ren Changqing's attention was attracted by the flying wooden sword, he did not wait for him to reveal a flaw.

The half-broken sword stabbed into Ren Changqing's body with an unusually smooth movement. The green light on Ren Changqing's body had already disappeared as the spiritual root spear dissipated, but now the sword could stab people smoothly.

Chang Qing secretly said: "It is worthy of being a sword of spiritual treasure level. Breaking the laws is as easy as playing."

Ren Changqing suddenly said, "Isn't this the strange sword? Isn't it broken into two pieces?"

Ren Changqing looked at the "dead body" he was holding and found that the half-broken sword in the other party's hand was actually stuck in his chest.

He suddenly raised his head, reacting belatedly, but the moment he raised his head, he saw a pair of starry eyes staring at him, and a fist as big as a sandbag rapidly approaching his chin.

Even though he was a body of law, Ren Changqing felt dizzy for an instant.

Chang Qing took this opportunity to break away, stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the spirit sword went deeper, and shouted coldly: "Die!"

He caught the flying Dongfeng 51 and rolled his eyes at it, then sat cross-legged on the sword: "Fly out, keep flying! Fast!"

Changqing had already seen Ren Changqing trying to pull out the broken sword from his chest, so he gritted his teeth and crushed the restriction of the spirit explosion array without caring whether he was at a safe distance or not.

At the same time, Chang Qing held the Dao-eating lice that were clinging to his body in front of him, hoping that the power of this half spiritual treasure would be smaller. He didn't know how powerful the explosion of the spiritual treasure would be, so he just thought of it as a full-strength attack from a powerful person.

The wooden sword quickly cut through the sky and in a blink of an eye it was thrown more than ten miles away.

"This way I won't be blown up, right~" Chang Qing smiled complacently.

However, soon a figure as bright as daylight approached him in an instant.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!!"

Ren Changqing was indeed a ruthless man. This amount of time was not enough for him to escape the explosion range. Fortunately, he dragged this unlucky guy who thought he was lucky to die together with him.

His eyes bulged, and Chang Qing turned around and ran away without saying a word, swearing: "Fuck you, you bastard, you have a pure mind."

As these powerful and extraordinary people watched this vivid scene, their regret for not seeing Chang Qing's true face was alleviated.

Urging the wooden sword to fly quickly, countless Dao-eating lice were summoned by Changqing and formed a ball around him. Changqing then threw out several formation plates and put up heavy protection. He was still worried and put on Sister Linglong's spiritual refining item.

It’s a pity that the pendant is gone, otherwise I would have hidden it directly inside…

"Damn it, why are the enemies so crazy? They explode at every turn and want to drag others to death without even asking if they agree or not!"

He cursed but never stopped working.

"It's screwed, it's screwed!"

When he escapes, he chases him, and he cannot fly without wings.

In the black sky and earth, a fiery red sun rose again, so dazzling, so scorching, sweeping in all directions with an absolutely destructive air wave.

Changqing, who was under heavy protection, seemed to have light in his eyes. There was light everywhere. The temperature was rising sharply. The white light was replaced by a touch of fiery red. Everything turned into a sea of ​​fire. The world was burning. The stench of burning air rushed into his nose.

A mushroom cloud more than a thousand feet high rose up between heaven and earth.

The space trembled, twisted, cracked and torn, and countless spatial turbulences broke in.

"So fierce?!" Chang Qing's first thought, and then another thought arose: "I'm done..."

Countless violent spiritual powers, mixed with fragments of laws, instantly burned the layer of Dao-devouring lice. The formation shattered, and a shadow of a black dragon emerged from the spiritual clothes on his body. It opened its bloody mouth and continuously devoured the huge spiritual power that was rolled in.

But soon, the black dragon let out a wail and quickly shrank back into its clothes.

Changqing can only block the remaining aftermath by himself.

With a severely injured body and dried up spiritual power, Changqing no longer has any way to retreat.

The aftermath arrived first, and in an instant, all the flesh and blood on the body turned black, making Changqing think that he had returned to the state of preparation, which brought him the pain of spiritual power refining his body.

It's so hard.

"Fuck!" In his last moments of consciousness, Chang Qing cursed inwardly, cursing his own negligence and the bad luck of meeting another self.

Under the horrific high temperature and destruction, Changqing was still flying uncontrollably in the air with the turbulence of the explosion, like a small boat in a raging torrent, drifting with the current and liable to capsize at any time.

The explosion of the spiritual treasure made some powerful people shrink their necks.

"You're playing such a big game? Can you survive it?"

"What a waste of resources! It's like using a cannon to kill a mosquito. For the sake of a heavenly calamity formed by a few laws, he actually blew up his own spiritual treasure!"

"He is a ruthless person. He is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself!"

"It's better not to provoke this kind of person if you can."

"Let's see if he survives~"

That place has become a purgatory. The vision is blocked and no one knows what happens there.

Chang Qing, who had lost consciousness, was constantly tumbling with the shock wave. His original appearance could no longer be seen in the terrifying spiritual power shock wave. The heat even burned the spiritual refining object into pieces, revealing the charred body inside.

His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his entire body had been damaged to the extreme. Perhaps the moment he landed on the ground would be his end.

As if sensing that Changqing was dying, spiritual light from its body enveloped Changqing. A large tree covered with the starry sky and sunset glow took root in the void, and the incoming spiritual power was absorbed by it and injected into Changqing's body.

With a body so close to destruction, the heart began to beat slightly again.

The spiritual root seemed to know many of Changqing's actions, and it had been resisting in the aftermath, guarding the charcoal-like figure.