My Script is a Supporting Role

Chapter 93 Chapter Power Failure

Mo Chen's body pops up, like a dart, rushing through the dragon in the air.

When I arrived, I reached out, I wake up its dragon.

Pull the dragon to borrow, the situation falls in two dragon.

It is also the position under the golden light.

Black hole vortex is fully powered.

The power in the dragon body is like the river of the decissete, and it is endless from the forehead.

And the golden light column did not excel, after the black hole whose vortex was absorbed, it was still never returned, and the source of the source was constantly moving.

Dragon is desperate to roll the body in the air, but it can't get rid of Mo Chen, even the light column is firm, and there is no way to move.

The huge body of the dragon is sharp, and its roar has gradually become weak.

In the fog, I also sounded a bit of hardship.

Mo Chen feels the constant expansion, constantly growing, and those who continue to injection into the body, bringing him never had a feasibility.

Then he saw that he was supported by a huge sphere.

Although it is already bigger than the beginning, I don't know how many times, but he turned another, the ball.

"Amount ... Is I absorb much more?"

Mo Chen finally stopped.

He did feel a little swelling, it seems to be a little digestive feeling.

Black hole vortex is gradually dissipated.

Snapped!

A three-foot cyan crane is weak and soft, like a snake that was pulled with a spinal cord.

That golden light column became bleak, as if it may be annihilated at any time.

The fog has been dispersed.

Mo Chen finally saw everything here.

This is a huge stone palace, width, no one thousands of feet, the thick stone pillars support the temple.

Above the temple, there is a brilliant throne, there is a fantastic golden column above the throne, and it can distinguish the image is a shadow.

It's just that the head is low and low, it seems that it looks.

"You are ... Lin Jin?" Mo Chen felt that his body was somewhat uncomfortable, and it felt some sleep.

The man is more sluggish than him, and the whole person is sitting on the chair. I can't lift it. I can only say it with an extremely weak voice: "What is it?"

Mo Chen wants to, said: "I, it is a mortal!"

Not only a mortal, or a mortal of luck.

Hard students were caught, when there is a big role of the big, one is not careful, there is no life, mortal.

"Hehehe!" The man made a unwilling laugh, "mortal?"

"Mortal ... how possible, there is such a power ..."

The person is like a self-speaking, but it is like a dialogue with Mo Dust, "everything is born in heaven, and everything is spiritual ..."

"People have people's spirit, Dao Dao, the demon is demon, the devil is magical, God has the gods ..."

"But you can swallow everything ... What is it ..."

Mo Chen can't answer.

Because he didn't know, what state it is now.

He only knows that he is full of swelling and has too much, which makes him become very sleepy, very want, sleep.

"I think, I may be ... I want spirit ..."

Among the fascinating, the huge stone palace, the brilliant throne, the people in the golden columns ... all gradually hide in front of you.

A cyan little dragon is in front of him.

Mo Du down consciously reached out to grab the little dragon.

"This snake ... I am still very fun ..."

A glaucoma, all, all disappeared.

Mo Chen opened his eyes and felt that his head was swollen, dizzy, as if there was a thousand pounds.

In his hand, you still have a sword handle of Qing Xuanjian.

In his surroundings, there are countless faces full of nervous faces.

"I ... is this back?"

Turn your neck, watch a circle, Xu Zhiming, Liu Ze, Li Yuancheng ... Murong Qing Moon, Luo Qier, Zhong Xiaoyu ...

No mistake, he really came back.

"I just liked to absorb a lot of things ..."

I have explored it in the spirit, it seems that there is no change in the body.

Those powerful forces just absorbed, but they can't feel at this moment, just like they have never had the same.

"Don't I just be dragged into the illusion by this sword?"

"All that all is just my fantasy?"

However, those flaws, lava, giants, Qinglong, and that huge palace, the wilting Radix, is so true.

If these are just a fantasy, it is too much to be too real.

In front of him, he had a very taunt on the face of Lin Jin. "I have already said, you can't pull out this sword at all!"

"Because you, there is no qualification at all!"

Mo Chen felt not only the head of the head, even the body became very stiff, I don't know if it consumes too much strength in the illusion of just now, he feels that the whole person is a little off.

"Oh ... qualification?"

Mo Chen strong sucks a sigh of breath, holding the sword handle

Luo Qier looked nervously.

The guy held the sword handle of the big sword, and there was already a while, but there was no movement.

"Murong Shi ..." Luoqi finally couldn't help, and I want to ask Murong Qingyue.

However, she turned back, she found that the Murong Qingyue had a significant change.

"Sister, you ... you actually be born !!!"

Murong Qingyue has always watched Mo Chen and Lin Jin's battle with them in Qiansfei feathers, without any recruitment, luck, and comprehension.

However, this is the case, she actually broke!

Insight is five major.

Just then, broken!

Yan Qinghe and Zheng Ning heard Luoqi, turned over and got it, but it was surprised. "You, what did you do?"

Murong Qing moon said: "I suddenly had a feeling, I broke it."

A few faces of Luoqi have no love.

The world of genius, sure enough, it is so casual!

Chen Yanyi looks complicatedly, I looked at Murong Qingyue, and I called: "Mo Chen, if you can't pull it, you will open it early!"

"That sword, it will not belong to you at all!"

Mo Chen's right hand holds the sword handle, and the breathing has gradually beaten, the body is getting weaker, and the eyelid wants to close.

Finally, his body is a matter of soft, it is soft, and the eyes are closed, and it is dilestry.

The crowd onlookers sent a burst.

"Mo Chen!"

"what's happenin?"

Some people think about the people of the gods, began to guess: "So, Mo Chen is not the people who choose the gods, so although he exhausted his heart, it still failed!"

This interpretation is very reasonable, and others also expanded.

"It should be so!"

Chapter 94, Qing Xuan Sword