Soul Magic Magic, naturally prepared for Zhang Yuan, whether it was the witch of the year, or the later fantasy grandson ... In the face of this supernatural power, there is almost no power to return.

exception.

"hold head high!"

At this moment.

The Dragon Dragon was already chasing up, the five -colored god light shone, his body ... dissolved faster!

Zhang Yuan is also a decisive temperament. When he gritted his teeth, he directly cut the body of 90 %, leaving only a ray of magic. He turned into a breeze and escaped from a distance.

this time.

He didn't let go of it anymore.

The matter is a bit evil. Every time he let it go, he will attract poison. He feels that for the sake of a small life, there is nothing for a while.

As for Zhou Fan ...

What Zhou Fan?

I don't know how long it has escaped.

It was determined that Gu Han and Chongming did not catch up, and he was completely relieved.

At this moment.

He only had a kung fu to observe the blood -colored cage, and also noticed the shouting and killing sound from time to time.

Quietly.

He slipped near a nearest battlefield and observed it secretly to ensure that there would be no such existence such as Zhongming and Gu Han.

This battlefield is larger.

There were thousands of people fighting here, but at this moment, there were only less than half of the people.

only.

The remaining people are very deeply influenced by the blood ban, the killing intention is getting stronger and stronger, the rationality is getting less and less, and there is no scruple of the shot. It is gradually incapable of distinguishing themselves and the enemy.

Observe for a while.

He felt that there was no problem, and he turned into a strand of yin again, quietly sneaked into the battlefield, and directly drilled into the eyebrows of a monk of Yuhua Realm.

Suddenly.

The monk's body was stagnant, and the spirit in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his eyes were blank, motionless.

This is the special skill of the magic.

Dive into the monk's body and eat the five feelings and memories of the other party. Although the soul is still there, the body is not extinguished, the five feelings are not memorable, and it is no different from walking.

It's just a moment.

Hundreds of monks here have made his way, and it has become a walking dead.

Several battlefields.

He finally recovered most of his strength, and there was no need to sneak, and finally regained the dignity of making magic.

"Unexpectedly."

He lamented, "This seat can still have this creation.

"Wait!"

Okay, the scars forgot the pain.

He started to talk ruthless again, "Waiting for this seat to recover, you must want you to taste the means of this seat!"

Speaking.

He went to the next battlefield again.

"kindness?"

He hadn't found the battlefield, but he suddenly felt a familiar breath. It seemed that someone was using the magical power of the Yuan Mo Temple, or he left it!

"It's a coincidence!"

"I met another younger generation!"

Nympho

Bang!

Bang!

The loud noise kept coming, and the fat man was wearing a golden armor, and he was holding the elders of the Yuan Mo Temple.

This golden armor is the magical power of his self -awareness when he breaks through the Yuhua Realm, but it is decomposed by the golden clock into 108 pieces, re -combined, prestige, domineering, practical ... it is in line with his style.

The only disadvantage.

It's a bit of a figure.

Behind him.

Feng Xi and Gu Tian watched the battle quietly.

Gradually awakened the true spirit of Feng, Feng Xi's combat power is very comparable. In addition, the fat man and Gu Tian are extremely relaxed to deal with these people. It is only under the strong requirements of the fat man.

"Say!"

"Why is the fat master worthy of Fu Yulin!"

The fat man shows the power.

The elder who was seriously injured by Feng Xi vomited blood in Lianlian, and from time to time, a soul torture, "This is taken by the fat grandfather's father, you said you wo n’t use it?"

"How old are you?"

"..."

The elder almost vomited blood.

Why!

This fake Fu Yulin is also so difficult to be, so shameless!

"stop!"

Suddenly.

A majestic voice sounded, and a ray of yin wind suddenly blew up between the world, and Zhang Yuan's body appeared in front of several people instantly.

"What!"

The fat man's heart was stunned, and he retreated instantly.

I instinct to tell him.

Zhang Yuan is not easy to mess with!

"You generation!"

Zhang Yuan glanced at the elder, disappointed, "It's too unsatisfactory!"

"you……"

As the elder of the Yuan Mo Temple, he is naturally no stranger to Zhang Yuan's appearance, and he recognized his identity instantly, "Are you ... the master?"

"snort!"

Zhang Yuan's complexion was slightly cold, "One or two, lost the face of the Yuan Mo Temple!"

"Okay."

He sneered, and no longer cared about the elder, looked at the three fat people, "When you encounter this seat, you are unlucky ..."

By the way, half.

His pupils shrank sharply, but he saw Gu Tian!

boom!

Naturally.

Gu Tian also saw him, and the violence in his eyes flashed, and the magic flame on his body rose instantly!

"roar!"

In the moment.

The four magic shadows are separated from him and surrounded the Zhang Yuan group directly!

Contrary to Yuanyi.

Gu Tian's heart has obsessions and is unwilling to be controlled by magic. He has been trying to restrain himself, but even though that, in the previous battle, he has soared a lot, and he has to differentiate the fourth magic shadow.

Under the influence, this fourth magic shadow ... it is blood red!

"True Demon ..."
To be continued...