Chapter 1102: The flames of war (3)
"Wow!"
The bronze ghost beast uttered an angry and mournful roar, and it could not catch the shadow to pass through, and grabbed it from its body for the third time. A piece of flesh the size of a bowl, blood soared.
Its copper-skinned iron bones, which even low-level divine soldiers cannot do, seem to be under a dark shadow, like paper, without any resistance.
"Wow!"
The Cangyan Beast also roared, and then sprayed a monstrous flame at the shadow that had just bitten off a piece of its own flesh.
But the dark shadow didn't even care about the flame at all. Instead, he turned'leisurely' from the flame and pounced on the phantom poison beast again.
The entire body of the Poisonous Poisonous Beast is poisonous, but the black shadow seems to be hungry, and still rushes forward, biting the Poisonous Poisonous Beast helplessly with a look of fear.
In this way, the four fierce beasts were eaten up bit by bit in the invisible torment...
Everyone who noticed this scene suspected that this black leopard should be called a fierce beast, and the four great fierce beasts of Abu Diga are just little sheep...
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At this moment, in the hands of the top Profound Rank masters who can determine the final victory, the situation is still stalemate for the time being.
However, many people have already appeared impatient and started to kill.
"Jie Jie Jie...Gufeng! Last time you were defeated by me and you were lucky to survive. Don't you have a long memory?"
The ghost sickle king Jiejie smiled strangely, but the death sickle he wielded in his hand was a deadly knife, and he kept cutting his whole body towards Gufeng.
"Humph, last time you joined the Shura King sneak attack first, otherwise, how could I hurt your hands? But you are not a gentleman, but this time you will have a taste of what it's like to be defeated by my hands! Dafan Prajna! The Buddha's light shines!"
Gu Feng’s eyes were cold, and the Prajna Dharma used all its strength. In the endless light and Buddha's light singing, it actually formed a certain restriction on the evil spirit of King Ghost and sickle, and firmly suppressed his intention to harvest life. The king of ghost sickle is jealous!
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"Secrets of Demon Breaking!"
Although Zhang Haoran monopolized the two powerhouses of the Tian* Dynasty, he had no disadvantage at all.
A body of abundance of righteousness, but also formed a certain kind of restraint against the powerful ghost king and the one-horned ghost king that the opponent had turned into!
At this time, he once again used their Zhang Family's unique secret technique to break the magic secrets, and an inexplicable mystery suddenly penetrated into his original awe-inspiring meaning, and went straight into the strange evil spirit of the other party.
"Breaking ghosts! Ouch..."
Two ghost-like people suddenly roared, as if they had encountered some kind of nemesis, backing constantly...
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"Roar!"
A shattering roar came from this ancient mountain range, but it was made by the Lion King of Abu Diga.
At this moment, he was beast transformed into a lion that was more than ten meters in size.
The black sky that was playing against it still released a black screen, trapping the giant lion in endless darkness, slowly consuming it.
Anyway, he can't control the situation of the battle, but Hei Tian is very honest.
So in the darkness that everyone can't see, the lion king who only listens to roar, resounding through the sky...
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There is no essential difference between the profound rank powerhouses on both sides, so the battle situation is not likely to be clear so quickly.
At this time, it can really control the center of the battle~
Wuhen Tyrant Finger, Heart Stall Step, Sanyin Holy Leg, Wushuang Holy Claw...
All kinds of extremely powerful martial arts, in the hands of the holy prince, continue to emerge...
