Vol 3 Chapter 361: Black scorpion
With the knife in front, the force of Lei Yan lingered and landed on the Black Peak. WWW.SUIMENG.lā
Silent.
The black peak is directly penetrated by the knife.
The knife that was gathered by the ancient Lei Yan continued to move forward and approached.
Hey!
The seven-star Holy Spirit has a black scorpion and formed a defense.
Through the defensive mask, you can see the horrified expression of the Seven Stars Holy Spirit.
With a bang, the mask shattered and the knife fell and passed over each other's body.
Yin Hong's blood, overflowing from the eyebrows of the Seven Stars, draws a thin red line.
The ancient breath has disappeared and everything has returned to normal.
The ink awake from the shock, and he turned his head and looked at it. In his perception, it seemed that an ancient beast suddenly appeared.
Fortunately, it is just an illusion.
At this moment, I saw only the body of the Seven Stars in front of the body, disappearing and turning into countless light spots.
In his heart, there is a black energy that is growing.
The Seven Stars Holy Spirit is dead.
The ink was once again staring at the purple sable, and the eyes were incredible. He knew that the sable was very strong, and he knew that a seven-star Holy Spirit in the district could not suppress him.
But he did not think that the purple scorpion was so powerful.
The seven-star Holy Spirit, who possessed the power of black power, was killed in an instant.
"Don't hide the means again, I can't see him."
In the voice of Liu Shao, there was a little more uneasiness. "In the past, I felt the breath of death. He became stronger!"
The ink looked deep into the purple eyes, and the expression became complicated again, and then waved.
There are ten seven-star Holy Spirits appearing all over the place. They are all shrouded in black robes, and the breath of the whole body is even more terrible than the seven stars that died before.
"Flock!"
With the cold sound of the ink, only ten people quickly spread out and surrounded the purple.
Then, the power of the ten black scorpions rushed out from their heads, gathered in the sky, and eventually became a black map.
A murderous atmosphere, from the map.
Seeing the formation of the killing, the ink finally breathed a sigh of relief and said easily: "Okay, let's go inside and see."
When he finished, he walked toward the front.
Just a few steps away, he found that six little did not move, the ink turned and said: "Why, you still don't worry? You think a six-star, can break through this?"
Six less is very clear about the origin of this array of law, not only the ten people join hands, but also consumes the vitality of ten people during the period.
This array is like a martial art. It is specially designed to target the spirits. It is called the Black Stork.
The meaning is very obvious. Only the spiritual people who enter this place have the fate of being slaughtered.
Although it is clear that this array is strong, it is also concluded that the purple enamel can not be broken out, but I do not know why, there is always a feeling of uneasiness in the minds of six.
Especially after the sable used the knives, it was like encountering natural enemies.
This feeling is ridiculous, because he holds the purest annihilation skills, and is itself the nemesis of all spiritual people.
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Ten people actually went into battle, which made Zi Yan very surprised. He thought that these people would choose to encircle.
At the moment of the formation of the killing, there is terror pressure everywhere.
The space here seems to be extremely viscous, making the sable action limited, like being in a swamp.
This array is obviously similar to a certain field.
Hey!
Purple scorpion body, the light blooms, the power of the ancient Lei Yan was inspired by him.
Numerous thunderings filled the whole body, and the radiance, the previous pressure, was instantly resolved.
The feeling of discomfort has disappeared.
Ten people began to print and acted in unison.
call out!
There was a whistling sound, and I saw the black sword in the upper part of the picture.
As if passing through the space, carrying the spirit of annihilation, I immediately came to the front of the purple.
This sword is even more horrible than the previous Black Peak.
Seeing the falling sword, Zi Yan smiled.
Make a fist and attack.
The power of Lei Yan surged on his fist.
Peng!
The black sword smashed instantly and turned into black light, which was simply unbearable.
Through the Tu Ling dynasty, looking at the smugness on the face of the purple scorpion, the corner of the ink's mouth smeared with disdain. "Idiot, this is just the beginning."
call out! call out! call out! ......
More black swords appear, like the sword rain, each handle exudes the same breath as before, descending from the sky.
In an instant, the purple scorpion was drowned by countless swords, and the entire Tu Ling dynasty was dominated by black, and there was no light of Lei Yan.
"Is this dead?"
Seeing that there was no movement in front, the ink frowned slightly. "This is too much to play. My intention is not to kill you. Because, you have great use for us."
boom!
The giant earthquake suddenly sounded, and a strong wave of turbulence emerged in the place where the sword gathered. I saw countless black swords flying back and forth, spurting toward the surroundings, and fluffy after touching the barrier.
The purple scorpion stood there, and the power of the thunder was lingering, and the light was still shining, without any damage.
The ten seven-star Holy Spirit that controlled the killing, after the numerous swords broke, the face became pale.
Every attack in the Tu Ling dynasty is motivated by their vitality.
The return of these attacks is a sign that their vitality is passing by in the end.
"It seems that he is more resistant than we think, so don't stay."
The ink originally intended to enter the depths is obviously not going to go, but decided to look at the ending of this battle first.
After all, it has been so long, and the rest of the San Lei people have not appeared yet, which proves that only Zi Yan came to this place.
The ten seven-star Holy Spirits have re-emerged in their hands. This time their vitality has clearly begun to elapse.
The direct effect of this situation is that there is one more dragon in the field.
The dragon has two wings, apparently a magical dragon. At the moment of its appearance, it rushes toward the purple.
Swallowed in one bite.
The ink patted the forehead, and some of them couldn’t bear to look straight. They said, "Leave him a life, but don't kill him."
As soon as the voice fell, the abdomen of the demon dragon began to swell, as if it had swallowed a mountain.
The demon dragon began to struggle painfully ~www.readwn.com~ the face of the ten seven-star Holy Spirit, more and more pale.
The expression of the ink banter was fixed, and as the devil's dragon grew bigger and bigger, his expression began to change.
A loud bang, a lot of thundering power poured out, the demon dragon gave a painful sputum, the body exploded.
The ten holy spirits coughed up blood, and their faces were pale as paper.
The purple scorpion figure appeared, still intact, watching the ten seven-star Holy Spirit said: "Although it is a very good way to kill you, but in order to show enough respect to you as a cannon fodder, I decided to be upright. Fight with you."
The magic knife is reproduced in the hand.
Instantly sheathed.
The knife light flashes.
A touch of shiny knife arc is in the void.
The Tu Ling dynasty broke.
