Chapter 1576: It is again

Chapter 1576: It Is Again

From the information given in the spring, Feng Hao already knew that the Heavenly Son must have control over the magic soldiers, so he came up with a countermeasure early in the morning.

The biggest difference between magic soldiers and general psychic treasures lies in the strength of the spirits inside them. In addition, it is only by looking at the height of the personal realm that you can urge greater power.

In terms of instrument spirit, Feng Hao has absolute confidence in the Devouring Dragon Seal. This is the **** soldier used by the **** of nothingness, and it will never fall to any **** soldier.

Well, all he cares about is the issue of power.

The thundercloud on this dome was not formed naturally. It took a lot of effort for Fenghao in these days. In this thundercloud, not only the energy of the thunder attribute, but also a lot of energy of heaven punishment.

Under the intentional control of Feng Hao, the energy of the thunder attribute supplemented the consumption of the dragon devourer spirit, while the energy of the penalty was used to balance the beast, so the two sides showed a flat trend.

...

"This is impossible."

The God of Heaven is somewhat unbelievable. The magic soldier in his own hand was dragged by the spirit of a spirit soldier. At this moment, there was some flustered expression in his eyes.

Although it was only a brief encounter, he already knew in his heart that the opponent was better than himself in any aspect.

Although he is unwilling to believe, he also knows that this is an indisputable fact,

"Your ... is also a magic soldier."

Sweat leaked from the forehead of Batian Shengzi, but he didn't realize that his voice was carrying a tremolo.

He is afraid

"I don't have such a good opportunity as your Heavenly Son, just a stunner."

Feng Hao's footsteps are still approaching, and there is no color in his eyes. On the contrary, his face is cautious, and the pale golden halo on his body is more substantial. If it is a **** armor,

"You have lost."

At a distance of about 100 meters, Feng Hao stopped and said quietly,

"You are too happy."

In the eyes of Batian Shengzi, there was a savage, sharp, sudden, throwing out the **** tripod in his hand, "Sacrifice tripod with blood."

He bit the tip of his tongue, a blood spurted out, and sprayed directly on the Jinyun God tripod, and then, actually penetrated into the tripod,

"boom,……"

The mighty tremor of the gods, the violent shaking, shook the wild, the surrounding thunderclouds were shattered. In the distance, the beast roared, a violent breath burst out, and the forefoot lifted up suddenly was blasting towards the dragon. Suddenly, the dragon was kicked out dozens of meters away, and his body was dim.

"Roar,……"

The beast stood up, the roar shook the sky, and there was a great potential for self-esteem. His eyes had the meaning of scorn, and he despised all living things. The dragon rushed over and over again, but was shot out again and again. How much resistance

"not good."

Feng Hao's face changed, and his foot moved. Instead of stepping back, he rushed towards the Heavenly Son. One palm was already condensed, and the vast and deep breath was condensed.

"Humph."

Batian Shengzi snorted, moved his palm, and moved the **** tripod directly, and hit the wind **** with the tripod.

Although the instrumental spirit in the Shending went out, the coercion still exists. If it is an ancient chariot, the rumble is going towards the wind and the hospitable.

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Feng Hao's speed did not decrease. He came straight and drew the dark gray handprints of the palms of his hands.

"clang,……"

The two collided, and it turned out that if there was a cricket sound like a metal impact, the Shending trembled, but Feng Hao was shaken away for a distance, and the blood was undulating.

"Well."

Not far away, Batian Shengzi spit a lot of blood because of this, his face paled at the speed visible to the naked eye, like a white paper, very embarrassing,

Generally speaking, if you use an instrumental spirit to confront the enemy, only the instrumental spirit will be damaged. As long as you cultivate for a period of time, you will recover unless the entire weapon is destroyed.

And if you want to sacrifice the magic soldier, you must attach your mind to the weapon. If you directly attack the weapon, the owner of the weapon will be traumatized.

At this time, the situation of the Heavenly Son is like this,

"That's it."

In the astounded eyes of Batian Shengzi, Feng Hao quickly approached, and the palm of the party map had been condensed, directly pressed to his heart, and then the condensed energy broke out without hesitation.

"Well, ..."

In the sound of a tremor, Batian Shengzi flew out, but the original **** scene did not appear. Instead, a bright light broke out under the broken shirt of Batian Shengzi. In the eyes of him, he covered him directly,

"You wait to die."

Batian Shengzi did not say a voice, but from his mouth, Feng Hao was able to see it. Immediately, a face became gloomy.

"Hmm ..."

From all parts of the city, seven figures were taken out to surround Feng Hao Tuan, and he was not given the opportunity to escape. Moreover, the two old men acted directly, and the situation changed suddenly. The space was distorted. Run out of it,

"Boom, ..."

With the sound of a blast, the sky and the earth are white and unclear, the space becomes distorted by the naked eye, the wind is roaring, and the ground is shattered. If Dongding City does not have a shelter barrier, I am afraid that To be destroyed half way down,

"It's the Holy Land."

"They actually started to do so. Do they really fear the forces behind them?"

"Unfortunately, it was a character who was comparable to the level of the Son of God, but was strangled here ..."

Although many people sighed for the fall of Feng Hao and felt shameless about the behavior of the Heavenly Holy Land, but no one stood up to speak, just watching the white area quietly,

"It's it again ..."

Among the crowd, Huangfu Wushuang opened his mouth, whispered softly, and a look of surprise and confusion was revealed in his eyes.

"Hmm ..."

In many misguided eyes, the seven menacing elders of the Holy Land have all fallen down with blood. Five of them have broken their chests, and they have lost their screams without a scream. Although the two elders who are too senior have no anger, they have also been severely wounded and have no hands-on power. In their eyes, there is a shock and despair.

With the precipitation of the strong wind on the sky, everyone can see that in front of Feng Hao, a fierce monster stands, it is opening cold and ruthless eyes, looking down at the world,

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