Chapter 3307: Blast gloves

"Do you still want to repeat the old trick?" Huo Lao screamed, his fists swept around fiercely, one after another, the flame fists shot, the power of the law swayed wantonly, and the light trembling was stabilized.

On the other side, the sword king Mu Zhifeng also urged the sword light, blasting, and the sword energy blasted into the sky, exploding the countless cold and cold lights around.

"The ghost king is in a big battle, but so!"

The two quickly approached Xiahouzun and wanted to join hands against the enemy.

"Really?" There was a strange meaning on Xia Houzun's face, and the whole person suddenly burst into dazzling light, his figure flickered, and once again merged into the void, and disappeared without a trace.

"What?" Boss Huo was shocked, instinctively feeling a hint of danger, and hurriedly offered a shield-like holy treasure to block him. The shield was spinning round and round, and quickly became the size of a huge mountain. The whole person is guarded behind.

And the wind of the sword king Mu's sword air is vertical and horizontal, forming a ball of sword energy, which is vertical and horizontal.

At this moment, Xia Houzun seemed to be ready, and a scream came out, and the dazzling light suddenly turned into two shocking rays of light, shooting at Huo Lao and Dao Wang Muzhi like an arrow from the string.

Not only that, it seems that under the control of Xia Houzun, the originally stabilized light around him has also evolved endless phantoms of skeletons, pouring into the light, and in a short time, the whole world is ghostly again.

That astounding light kept getting bigger, and in just a few moments, it turned into a gigantic monster that was thousands of feet long, turning into a shadow skeleton, like death descending and killing everything.

The sensational coercion fell from the sky, not only making the master of the gilt-fire fort youngster who was hiding in the flying boat pale, but also the old man who was guarded by his own shield sacred treasure, but also a sense of crisis, a breath of death pounced on his face.

Until this time, he knew that he underestimated Xia Houzun and the ghost king Feng.

Huo Lao only heard that Xiahouzun’s ghost king Fengdu Grand Formation came from an ancient secret realm. This person was not so powerful. Later, he broke into a secret realm in the Southern Heaven Realm and gained the inheritance of the ancient battle formation. In the formation, he made his name in the Southern Heaven Realm.

I thought that by joining forces with the two masters of the sword king, Mu Zhifeng, he would be able to easily kill each other, but he did not expect that at this moment, this person was hidden, and some big formations that had already been seen before, turned out to be weird again. The way to see Xia Houzun's true figure clearly made his heart shocked.

He knew that he had underestimated the power of this formation, and his heart was shocked.

"Young Castle Lord, run away!"

Huo Lao gritted his teeth and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted. At the same time, the power of the soul in his body suddenly burned, and the power of the original source quickly boiled.

The shield sacred treasure that guarded him in front of him burst into light, and the protection seemed to have become stronger, but the glove in his hand buzzed constantly, and even Huo Lao was faintly unable to grasp the violent power.

boom!

The sword king in the distance, Mu Zhifeng, also screamed. In his eyes, there seemed to be two heavenly swords rotating. He clasped his hands tightly, and the momentum on the sword in his hand suddenly rose. A sword that pierced the sky, outrageously Appearing in this side of the world, as if to tear the sky apart.

"Huh? Burning the origin, desperately?"

Amidst the shocking weather, Xia Houzun's cold snort came, with a vague sense of fear.

He could feel that the two of them were desperately desperate, and the old man seemed to be madly urging the glove in his hand, which was obviously about to explode his glove.

In this world, not all sacred treasures can explode, only some special sacred treasures have this ability, and once the owner explodes them, it can produce huge destructive power, but if you do so, Not to mention the loss of the sacred treasure, the owner will definitely suffer different degrees of damage.

The glove in Huo Lao's hand is a holy treasure close to the late stage of the Holy Master, and its power is definitely not low when it explodes, and Xia Hou Zun does not dare to be light-hearted.

"Don't think about it!" Xia Houzun's face was severe, and he urged the light harder and harder. He hid himself in it, and wanted to take Huo Lao's life before the holy treasure blew himself up. Moreover, a series of skeleton ghosts quickly appeared. The sword king Mu Zhifeng's body blocked his sword power.

Brilliance flashed, and the sky-shaking sound came out.

The holy energy between heaven and earth shook violently, and even the laws of this piece of heaven and earth were chaotic for a moment.

A black hole in space suddenly appeared in the place where Huo Lao was.

The spontaneous detonation of the holy treasure broke all the space, showing how terrifying it was.

Endless suction power came from the black hole, swallowing everything around it, and then slammed into it. Under the action of the law of heaven and earth, it was restored.

boom!

The moment the black hole disappeared, the terrible power swept out. After the fists in the hands of Huo Lao exploded, the terrible power formed shattered all the world, and a gap appeared in the ghost king Fengdu array. The terrifying power and the mighty light formed by the great formation shook each other, and the whole world was roaring.

"cut!"

At the moment when the explosion was formed, the sword king Mu Zhifeng keenly sensed the existence of Xia Hou Zun. His whole figure was vertical, and the sword in his hand was also slashed abruptly, and suddenly flashed into the void.

boom!

In the void, there was a roar, puff, and then, blood was blooming, and under the roar of anger, Xia Hou Zun yelled furiously, and the entire formation suddenly formed a terrible force, which was enveloped fiercely. Living in the wind of the sword king, a phantom of a skull that shattered the sky, turned into a cold death god, and instantly bitten on the sword king of the wind.

boom!

The explosion roared and the whole world fell into chaos.

In the sky, many arrays of light were dim, seemingly because Xia Hou Zun's last blow drained the power of the Ghost King Fengdu's large array.

And Xia Houzun's figure was also revealed from the side.

At this moment, he looked extremely hideous and embarrassed. The blood was sprinkled on his body, and his breath was disordered. He looked embarrassed. There was a shocking knife mark on his chest, bloody, and he looked terrible.

The hard work of the three major powers approaching the final blow of the late Saint Lord powerhouse caused Xia Hou Zun to suffer serious injuries. After he stabilized his body, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of purple and black blood, and his aura that was sharp to the extreme suddenly wilted. A lot.

But Huo Lao and Dao Wang Mu Zhifeng were not comfortable either. That Huo Lao endured the horrible aura of his own boxing gloves exploding. Previously, the world turned into a black hole. The sacred shield he sacrificed fell from the sky in tatters. , The surface is dim and lacking in spirituality.

This shield-like defensive treasure was already destroyed.

Even this kind of sacred treasure was destroyed, and the fate of Huo Lao can be imagined. His body was bloody, and one arm was bent at a strange angle, embarrassed.