Chapter 5277 White-clothed Long Chen VS Silver-haired Can Kong

 "The waning moon shocks the world!"

 Long Chen yelled, and the Evil Dragon Bone Moon in his hand glowed. When the Evil Dragon Bone Moon glowed, the Qiankun Cauldron dimmed rapidly. Apparently, the Evil Dragon Bone Moon had drained all its power.

 "The same trick will be useless the second time." Silver-haired Cankong sneered.

 "Really? Not necessarily, the Eye of Purgatory - open!" Long Chen shouted, closing his right eye, and his left eye was as dark as ink for a moment, and a vortex appeared in the depths of his eyes.

 "Buzz!"

 The silver-haired Zunkong, who had just raised the Divine Blade, was shocked to find that his arm was fixed by a whirlpool and he could not move.

 "What?"

 "Pfft"

 Dragon Bone Evil Moon struck the silver-haired Cankong's head with a sword, and with an explosion, the silver-haired Cankong's head exploded.

 "Boom"

 When Silver-haired Cankong's head exploded, Long Chen was thrown away by the terrifying aura. At that moment, Long Chen, Qiankun Ding, and Dragon Bone Xie Yue all fell to the ground.

 Long Chen's left eye was bleeding, and he could no longer open it. He looked at the silver-haired Cankong with his right eye, and saw the headless body of the silver-haired Cankong, holding a silver sword, walking towards him step by step.

 "How could this happen? I'm not willing to do it, I'm not willing to do it..."

 Long Chen was roaring in his heart, but his body no longer obeyed his orders, and he couldn't even open his eyelids. The whole world slowly closed, and in the process of closing, , Long Chen saw the silver-haired Can Kong's figure approaching him.

 "I'm sorry brothers, I'm sorry for you!" At that moment, Long Chen's consciousness fell into darkness.

 The silver-haired Cankong walked up to Long Chen. Although he had lost his head, his aura did not weaken much with the Throne of God present.

 "Damn bastard, I'm going to cramp and skin you, crush your bones and spread ashes." A sinister voice came from the body of the silver-haired Cankong, who suffered losses at the hands of Long Chen one after another, and he was going crazy.

 In his eyes, Long Chen was just an ant, but this ant made him so embarrassed that even his head was chopped off.

 The head is the most important part of his body. Even if he loses his head, he will not die, but it will cause him huge trauma. It will take time to cultivate, which will delay his progress in integrating the Throne of God.

 The most important thing is that he is one of the Eight Great Gods. The Eight Great Gods are the eight strongest men under Brahma, representing the supreme glory. If this matter is reported back, he has been waiting for countless years. Your position will most likely be replaced by someone else.

 At this time, Long Chen was lying on the ground in the distance. He had no strength left in his body. The Eye of Purgatory was activated to the extreme, imprisoning a hand of the silver-haired Can Kong. Blood kept flowing along Long Chen's left eye, dyeing it red. to the ground.

 This is mortal blood, because Long Chen's purple blood, dragon blood and supreme blood have been drained. Looking at the bright red mortal blood, the silver-haired Zangkong is even more angry. This blood is a ruthless mockery of him.

 Long Chen lay motionless on the ground, the Qiankun Ding lay on its left side, and the Dragon Bone Evil Moon was inserted on Long Chen's right side. The two peerless magic weapons also exhausted their power. They wanted to save Long Chen, but they also saved him. No more, I could only watch the silver-haired Cankong walk towards Long Chen step by step.

 "It's so embarrassing... It's so embarrassing..."

 At this moment, a cold snort came. The sound resounded throughout the world and shook the universe. Even the silver-haired Zangkong couldn't help but shudder when he heard the sound.

 "Who?"

 Silver-haired Cankong shouted sharply, but he couldn't feel anything strange, but that voice made his bones shiver.

 "I'm not ready to take over the body yet, you can't, you're too useless!" The voice continued to echo between heaven and earth, like a demon whispering, and like a ghost whispering, hearing that voice made people feel as if they were in an infinite place. In hell.

 "Who are you? Come out?" Silver-haired Zangkong roared, his voice emanating from his chest, his whole body glowing, and his vast divine power kept sweeping across the world, trying to find the location of that voice.

 "If you can't even clean up this kind of garbage, what qualifications do you have to use the name Long Chen?" The voice ignored Silver-haired Cankong and muttered to itself.

 Silver-haired Cankong suddenly trembled, and he was shocked to find that the voice seemed to come from Long Chen's body, who was lying on the ground and motionless.

 "Huh"

 Suddenly Long Chen's body trembled slightly, and Silver-haired Cankong was startled. He had already determined that there was no more energy fluctuation in Long Chen's body. At this moment, he was only half a breath longer than a dead person.

 After Long Chen's body trembled, white spots appeared on Long Chen's black robe. The white spots just appeared and began to spread rapidly. Almost in an instant, Long Chen's black robe turned into a white robe.

 That kind of white, spotless, does not allow the slightest flaw. White, in theory, is a kind of holiness, but the white on Long Chen's body seems to be extremely white, so white that it makes people feel terrified.

 When Long Chen, wearing a white robe, slowly started to fight, his long black hair turned white. At that moment, Long Chen's aura had completely changed.

 "Who are you?"

 Looking at Long Chen, Silver-haired Cankong said in shock and anger. The aura of this white-haired Long Chen actually frightened him.

 White clothes and white hair, his body was spotless, but Long Chen's aura was icy cold, so cold that it would freeze one's soul. At this moment, he seemed to be a demon king from hell, descending into the world.

 Long Chen looked at Silver-haired Cankong coldly. At this moment, his eyes were completely dark, so dark and scary that people dared not look into his eyes, as if their souls were about to be devoured by his eyes.

 "Who am I? Why would you ask such an idiotic question? Because I am the real Long Chen, and the one you defeated is just a coward with the name of Long Chen." White-clothed Long Chen said.

 "Nonsense, you are not Long Chen at all, don't say it, right? Wait for this seat to refine your soul." Silver-haired Cankong roared.

 "Om"

 The divine light around him trembled, and the divine blade in his hand slashed at White-clothed Long Chen.

 "Whoosh!"

 White-clothed Long Chen grabbed the Dragon Bone Evil Moon through the air, and the Dragon Bone Evil Moon automatically flew into his hand. Looking at the Dragon Bone Evil Moon, a hint of fanaticism flashed in White-clothed Long Chen's eyes:

 "Such a powerful weapon, falling into your hands, is really a waste of talent."

 Seeing the silver-haired Cankong slashing with a sword, White-clothed Long Chen gently met the Dragon Bone Evil Moon in his hand and blocked it.

 "Bang"

 with a loud bang, the world exploded, and the stars in the sky kept shaking because of the attack of the two people. The ground under their feet disappeared in an instant.

 "Buzz buzz buzz..."

 Ripples stirred up, and the ripples crossed the void. The world was disillusioned, flickering, and the whole world seemed to be in destruction, and the eternal fairy dome was collapsing.

 Facing White-clothed Long Chen, this time Silver-haired Cankong felt great fear for some reason. He used the power of the throne of God for this attack, but he didn't expect that White-clothed Long Chen would just catch it.

 "How is this possible?"

 Silver-haired Cankong looked at the White-clothed Dragon Chen in front of him. He was roaring in his heart. Although he had lost his head, his perception was not affected. The strength of White-clothed Dragon Chen was far beyond his imagination.

 "What's impossible about this? After all, I'm not that waste. I'm the real Dragon Chen." After saying this, White-clothed Dragon Chen snorted coldly. He was holding a knife in his right hand, but suddenly, a black divine pattern lit up on his left hand, and endless hellish energy rose. He slapped the back of Longgu Xieyue's knife with one palm.

 "Bang"

 with a shocking explosion, Silver-haired Cankong's whole body shook, and he was actually slapped by White-clothed Dragon Chen and flew backwards.

 "Huh"

 Dragon-bone Xieyue resisted on White-clothed Dragon Chen's shoulders. He looked coldly at the Silver-haired Cankong who was flying backwards in a panic and said coldly:

 "Come on, show your strongest power, and I will make you die with conviction."