Don't allow Wolf Saint Law to think too much.
The offensive of the Flame Devouring Fan was already approaching the door.
The profound strength of the first rank of Tianxuan is extremely thick and vigorous.
And with a frightening red glow.
Wolf Shengfa quickly dodged to avoid it.
With a backhand, the palm wind attacked the Flame Devouring Fan.
That palm energy, like a giant dragon galloping, swallowed mountains and rivers with anger, obviously intended to completely destroy the Flame Devouring Fan.
Can…
The palm of the wolf holy law has not yet had time to strike.
Just next to my ear, Pharaoh He's sharp roar came: "Wolf waste! You are blind! How can you compete with a magic weapon! That little girl is going to destroy the last eye!"
The last eye
Wolf Shengfa's pupils tightened for a while.
The mind relaxes a bit at this moment.
"boom!"
This moment of distraction, the Flame Devouring Fan happened to hit his raised palm.
"ah-"
Wolf Shengfa screamed.
The Flame Devouring Fan, carrying violent profound energy, directly penetrated through the palm of Wolf Saint Law!
Wolf Shengfa withdrew his bloody hand in pain.
"Idiot!" He Pharaoh gritted his teeth and reprimanded in a low voice, "You Holy Law Party, it's simply not enough to succeed but more to fail!"
At this time, Ye Qingluo shot the Flame Devouring Fan at the wolf sage at the same time.
Then he went in the direction of one of the elders who was still casting a spell.
The lore-killing profound energy shot out from Ye Qingluo's palm.
Her face was emotionless, and her eyes, which were stained red with blood, were also icy cold.
Such a clear night.
It's like a bloodthirsty killing god from hell.
Even the students in Demon Class were shocked by Ye Qingluo's expression.
That elder had no chance to resist at all, so he died under Ye Qingluo's palm.
Blood splattered.
Ye Qingluo grabbed the elder's body and took the blood from him.
"Clear, clear..."
Yan Xiaoyi looked at Ye Qingluo in front of her, her voice trembling a little.
Such a clear night seemed extremely strange.
Ye Qingluo heard the voice, turned her eyes slightly, and looked at Yan Xiaoyi.
That exquisite face was stained with blood spattered by the elders.
It made that face even more coquettish and alluring.
However, the chill in those eyes was not as warm as usual.
Such a clear night, even if they...
I also feel a chill down my spine.
"clear… "
Yan Xiaoyi clenched her fists tightly, wanting to talk to Ye Qingluo again.
But Ye Qingluo had already turned his head away, holding the blood he had taken out of his hand, and headed towards the last eye of the formation.
Yan Xiaoyi's voice was choked in her throat.
"Qing Luo is a little strange... have you noticed..." Yan Xiaoyi said in a low voice.
"Yeah." Several students of the Demon Class nodded.
Ye Qingluo never looked at them with that look.
What exactly is going on
Why is the night clear now...
Look so strange
…
Ye Qingluo quickly approached the last formation eye.
If you look closely, you can clearly see the cold sweat oozing from her forehead.
The slender eyebrows were furrowed into several layers of wrinkles.
Damn it!
Sure enough, as Ah Xuan said...
She can't force herself to release all her mysterious ranks...
Sure enough, forcibly depleting the power of Xuanxinyu...
Her mind was out of control.
I don't know if it's because of too many out-of-control times.
This time, she actually felt something.
Feel the blood in the body boiling.
I felt a voice in my head, constantly clamoring for her to kill everyone present.
The tingling pain in her heart seemed to be stimulating her mind.
Especially, at the moment when all the power was completely concentrated on the Flame Devouring Fan and attacked the wolf holy law.
Ye Qingluo clearly sensed her own consciousness, losing control for a moment...