The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 417 Self-explosion magic weapon, Pluto descends

The black-robed man seemed to be insane, and ran to Murong Chuan's location desperately, even with the same symptoms as Yuzhong and the other three.

Jiang Qiancheng was extremely angry. He obviously had all the advantages, but in the end he was still in Murongchuan's game. How could he not be angry.

His body shot out violently, trying to catch his only subordinate, and then find out what the situation was.

Why did he show no signs of being poisoned, but everyone else was severely poisoned.

But at the moment Jiang Qiancheng moved, Murong Chuan's figure also moved accordingly, confronting the furious Jiang Qiancheng head-on, while the other Murong Chuan rushed towards the man in black.

The two Murong Chuan cooperated seamlessly, Jiang Qiancheng's scarlet rainbow soared, and the heavy ax also soared to two feet wide, directly covering Murong Chuan and the black-robed man.

"Hmph, my subordinates will die in my hands!"

Jiang Qiancheng raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, while Murong Chuan lazily said, "That's not necessarily the case."

After all, Murong Chuan rushed towards the giant axe, and the golden sword in his hand transformed instantly, transforming into a water pattern that soared to two feet, facing the terrifying heavy ax head-on.

"Stubborn and unresponsive, head on to the Divine Bridge Realm, I want you to know how ignorant you are!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared and slashed down with all his strength, but Murongchuan was not afraid, and swung his huge sword to attack brazenly.

"Rumble..."

At the moment when the magic weapon intersected, Murong Chuan's eyes burst into crimson light, and instantly exploded into a thunderstorm.

The terrifying explosion set off a huge air wave, blowing away everything around it in all directions.

The other Murong Chuan caught the man in black and took advantage of the situation to avoid the terrorist explosion.

"Yeah, you said how ignorant I am."

Murong Chuan held the collar of the man in black robe and stood beside the three of Yu Zhong, teasing with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Cough cough cough, poof..."

Severe coughing sounds, mixed with terrifying coercion, came in bursts, and the chaotic dust subsided instantly, as if the air was afraid of the brutal coercion.

"I'm really willing to pay for it. Such an excellent magic weapon will blew itself up as soon as it talks about it. I really underestimated you, a miser."

Jiang Qiancheng slowly floated up in the deep pit, and the blood he coughed up flowed along the scarlet blood line, making the strange blood line even more ferocious.

"Um, you're absurd, but I'm actually not that stingy."

Murong Chuan showed a flattered smile, and Yu Zhong and the two daughters of Shui Jianji who were hiding beside him wanted to kill this shameless bastard.

Dao pattern and supernatural powers are manifested as magic weapons, except for consuming some life spring water, there is no consumption at all.

How could he have the nerve to lick his face and say that he was not stingy.

However, the wings of fire, the silk sash of water, and the sharp blade of gold, if these three types of magic weapons explode, it will take time to re-materialize.

Like Daowen swords, they need to be carefully polished and carved. Although they are very powerful, they need time to rebuild after self-detonation.

The same is true for Dao Wen swords, but Murong Chuan seldom uses Dao Wen swords. He just uses them as masters to embody spiritual energy swords of various attributes outside his body.

"I didn't want to use all my strength, but you succeeded in angering me. Taste the taste of despair."

Jiang Qiancheng's Shenhong skyrocketed again, and the ferocious blood prison holy robe armor split into countless thin red and black threads, shooting out of him like rising tentacles.

"Puppet blood seal cage!"

Jiang Qiancheng let out a roar, and rushed forward suddenly, the black and red tentacles spread even more terrifyingly, trying to bind Murong Chuan inside.

The moment Jiang Qiancheng moved, Murong Chuan's wings of fire flashed, and flew away towards the other side.

"Hmph, you have no escape, you will definitely die today!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared crazily, going as fast as he could, and was about to capture Murong Chuan, but Murong Chuan said disdainfully:

"Do you really think that realm determines everything? Or do you really think that I was just running for my life before?"

"Asshole, you set up a trap!"

Jiang Qiancheng understood the reason in an instant, but it was already too late.

"Sword Tomb · Tidal Funeral!"

Murong Chuan sneered coldly, countless cyclones emerged on the forest floor, and flying swords shot out, turning into tides of swords.

The earth at this moment is like a tomb buried with countless blades, pouring out the sword non-stop.

"Damn it, when did you set up the trap!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared angrily. He had already raised his strength to the extreme without affecting his realm, but he was still firmly suppressed by Murongchuan.

"Just arrange it casually, I'm the little prince of traps."

Murong Chuan was teasing at will, but he kept pinching the seal in his hand, controlling the spirit sword tide to attack crazily, and vowed not to stop until Jiang Qiancheng was torn into pieces.

"Asshole, don't try to lie to me again, these are magic weapons, it is impossible not to arrange them in advance!"

Jiang Qiancheng swung his heavy ax like a wheel, knocking away a steady stream of flying swords, and beads of sweat still oozed from his forehead.

Although the attack power of each flying sword is not strong, when the number piles up to a terrifying level, it will cause a qualitative change.

What Jiang Qiancheng couldn't figure out was that in such a huge flying sword trap, it had to be arranged in advance, and it was absolutely impossible to arrange it casually during the battle.

But the three black-robed men checked many times, and there was no magic weapon response at all. How did Murong Chuan deceive the holy robe of the blood prison.

The same is true for the unknown toxin. Obviously, the holy robe of the blood prison did not respond, and he did not have any poisoning reaction, but those four people were all poisoned.

Jiang Qiancheng couldn't figure it out, and Murong Chuan was not interested in popular science, so he teased: "So, I'm a trap little prince."

"Hmph, you are so stubborn, the Blood Prison - Pluto is coming!"

Jiang Qiancheng also knew that Murong Chuan would not tell the truth, so he stopped talking nonsense with Murong Chuan and directly used his ultimate move.

As Jiang Qiancheng roared, the holy robe of the blood prison, which was originally baring its teeth and claws, broke away from his body, waving its tentacles to catch the flying sword, and slowly condensed its figure.

Jiang Qiancheng's Shenhong skyrocketed wildly, and slowly turned into a terrifying phantom, suspended in mid-air.

The figure was like a dream, like an evil ghost with two horns on its head, or a demon god with two wings on its back, exuding a terrifying coercion.

"This is!"

Murong Chuan was startled, the imprints of both hands changed rapidly, and the tide of the flying sword turned into a tornado, cutting Jiang Qiancheng and the vine crazily.

"Be careful, that is the phantom of the Heavenly Ghost Clan. It can devour souls, as well as flesh and blood. It can swallow everything that has quality and intangibility, and will eventually condense into form!"

Shui Jianji didn't hide anymore, and loudly reminded Murong Chuan to be careful, and at the same time pulled Shang Yuyao to fly back, and took away the four poisoned people by the way.

"What are you doing, let me help him!"

Shang Yuyao shook off the hand being pulled, and was about to turn around to help the struggling Murong Chuan, but Shui Jianji said coldly:

"He is your man, not your son, so why don't you help him become emperor?

Every battle of life and death is a step towards the emperor's road, which is the only way to practice!

If you want him to live a safe life, then turn around and help him.

If you want to accompany him on the emperor's road and go to the fairyland to be at ease, then let him go and fight.

Throughout the ages, which great emperor has not challenged all the way across the steps, and which one has not stepped on the body of a monk of the same generation to walk all the way to the emperor's road.

Ever since he challenged Yu Zhongqi by leapfrogging, his imperial path has been opened. Do you really want to stop him? "