A fierce roar suddenly spread from the fog outside and inside Wang Lin's body, but he saw the scarlet tongue curled in the fog, and the Sisi who had lost an arm rushed out frantically and went straight to Liu Zhiyuan. go.
All this is as fast as lightning, and the distance of hundreds of feet is only a moment when Si Lai, almost at the moment when Liu Zhiyuan turned around, Si Si was engulfed in the mist and came whistling.
Liu Zhiyuan's complexion changed. He clearly felt the wave of the initial stage of the catastrophe coming from the black fog that came, and his eyes showed a look of horror. He naturally saw that this was a puppet, and his body retreated in a hurry without thinking. With a flick of his big sleeve, seven black lotus flowers turned in front of him, and they touched Jisi.
The sound of the booming sound shook the world and attracted the attention of six people who were thousands of meters away in the diplomatic war. The three companions of Liu Zhiyuan changed their expressions and were about to check, but they were stopped by the three monks in Tianniu Island. There is no time to disperse the divine consciousness to check it out at this moment, but this scene is obviously beneficial to oneself!
The seven black lotus flowers collapsed and were roaring, and there were many wounds all over the body, but its tongue seemed to penetrate the seven broken black lotus flowers. Like a sharp sword, it suddenly hit Liu Zhiyuan's chest.
The blood suddenly rose, Liu Zhiyuan's chest hurt, and it was too late to check. At this moment, there is not much immortal power left in his body. With the strange absorption of this mist, he has just used the seven lotus flowers in a row before the crisis. At this moment, he is almost exhausted and strides forward. He stepped back, raised his right hand, and a faint ball of light appeared in his hand, which was about to be swallowed for a moment.
Wang Lin suddenly raised his right hand. There was an extra white sail in his hand, and he rolled forward abruptly. Under this volume, a cry of crying suddenly whirled around, clearly spreading into the mind of Liu Zhiyuan who was injured at the moment. In his mind, a vague figure of a woman in white suddenly appeared, with her back facing him, crying.
As soon as this figure appeared, Liu Zhiyuan had a pause in his right hand holding the ball of light that he wanted to swallow.
At the same time as this pause, Wang Lin stepped forward, raised his five fingers into a palm with his right hand and patted towards the sky. During the roaring, he saw the fog of the sky scrolling, and a huge palm print suddenly turned on top of Liu Zhiyuan, facing towards the sky. Liu Zhiyuan came booming.
At the same time, behind Liu Zhiyuan, the light flashed, but a flame palm print appeared like a burning mist, heading straight to this person!
This scene was extremely fast, but it was deduced several times in Wang Lin's mind.
Immediately afterwards, palm prints blasted from behind Liu Zhiyuan, and the moment the woman in white was crying more and more violently in her mind, the already blasted Jisi, screamed again, rushed crazy, and what was broken before. The blood sword, the blood disappeared in a flash, turned into a huge sword light and went straight to Liu Zhiyuan to cut it down!
All kinds of magical powers, Qi Qi approached, taking advantage of the moment when Liu Zhiyuan's body was exhausted and could not be replenished, they blasted.
However, it was extremely difficult for the monks in the early days of the air robbery to kill. Although Wang Lin took the timing very cleverly, at the moment when this magical power came, Liu Zhiyuan's eyes and pupils contracted, and he suddenly bit through the tip of his tongue and spouted blood. As soon as he came out, he immediately turned into a piece of blood armor and filled his whole body, and even his hair became bloody at this moment.
The skin of his whole body was even more so, he became a blood man in a blink of an eye, holding his hands, and at the moment when the magical power came, Liu Zhiyuan suddenly stretched out his arms.
"Blood armor shocked!" At the moment his words came out, the blood on Liu Zhiyuan's body instantly dried up and turned into a coat of armor. When his arms were stretched out, the blood armor of his whole body exploded and formed. A bloody storm swept across.
The huge palm print above it collapsed at the moment it touched the bloody storm, and the flame palm print behind Liu Zhiyuan also collapsed with the roar of the bloody storm.
The blood sword flashed, slashed on the bloody storm, and the madness of the division was approaching, and also rushed into the storm while roaring, all of this, at this moment of death, set off a shocking roar.
This roar sounded, Wang Lin swayed out, and went straight to the bloody storm. This storm was obviously Liu Zhiyuan’s life-saving supernatural power. At this moment, he had resisted Wang Lin's many spells, and there were faint signs of twisting and breaking. Inner Liu Zhiyuan spewed blood even more, with a ferocious expression, but he backed away madly.
As he backed away, Wang Lin, who was staring at him, disappeared without a trace while he stepped. Liu Zhiyuan's pupils shrank and he turned abruptly, raising his right hand and patted directly behind him.
But seeing behind him, Wang Lin's figure turned into a phantom, and he blasted out with a punch. There was no Daogu phantom in this punch, but it was a Daogu punch!
With a bang, Liu Zhiyuan's right arm flashed with a lotus flower, bloody and bloody, and his body turned into a long rainbow inverted. Wang Lin also had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't pause, but stepped to catch up.
The sound of the booming revolved, Wang Lin's body flickered rapidly during the pursuit, and he blasted out nineteen punches in a row. Liu Zhiyuan's face was pale and his eyes showed horror. Wang Lin's pursuit was too fierce to give him any reaction at all. Opportunity, in a fist, he was full of blood and looked terrifying. This little method could not kill the deity. Liu Zhiyuan deeply understood that today is a rare catastrophe of life and death in his life. The opposing party’s timing is extremely clever. Obviously it was not a temporary shot, but a long time to prepare!
At the moment when he retreated, he struggled to withstand Wang Lin's punch and collapsed the black lotus in front of him. He raised his left hand with a wave, but saw a black Lingfeng appear in his hand.
This is his Liu Zhiyuan. In the battle with Wang Lin, he spared time for the first time to come up with a magic weapon, and once he took it, it was his strongest magic weapon! As soon as the bell came out, it suddenly made clear sounds while shaking in Liu Zhiyuan's hands.
The bell whirled, and immediately outside Liu Zhiyuan's body, countless miserable female phantoms suddenly appeared. These phantoms were all naked, with miserable expressions and soaring resentment.
Under the dense mass, there are no less than hundreds of thousands, and it diffuses, and the souls and souls overlap, and the resentment is connected together, forming a wave, the humble sky is permeated, directly making this extremely heavenly grassland, all the fighting monks clearly feel !
The six people in the early days of the air robbery were fighting more fiercely at this moment. After feeling this breath, the consciousness swept away and was about to check it, but at this moment the fog restricted the consciousness, so it was not clear! However, the three monks from Oasis knew very well about Liu Zhiyuan's magical powers.
At this moment, while feeling this resentment, they all changed their expressions, knowing that Liu Zhiyuan must have encountered a life and death enemy, otherwise he would never take out this treasure!
As for the elder in the middle of the Oasis Tribulation with Yan Luan, and the monk surnamed Zhang who fought against Lu Wenran, the same expressions changed, but their spiritual consciousness was blocked by the fog and could not be spread and inspected.
Lu Wenran's eyes flashed, and his divine consciousness permeated, but at the place where Liu Zhiyuan was fighting, there was an invisible barrier, which made his divine consciousness obscured, and he couldn't see who was at war with Liu Zhiyuan.
And that Yan Luan and others are also mostly like this.
At this moment of resentment, Wang Lin's pupils contracted. He was fully prepared, and he was only performing a part of it. The two real killer moves had not been shot yet.
Without thinking at this moment, he suddenly raised his right hand, and pointed to the sky, and a gourd appeared immediately above his fingertips. The gourd contained 30 million souls. If it exploded, it would be enough to threaten the mid-air catastrophe, but at this moment Wang Lin didn't control it to explode. Instead, he spouted a mouthful of blood towards the gourd with one finger. The blood quickly disappeared in the gourd, and bursts of roar suddenly came out from the mouth of the gourd. There were a lot of 30 million souls. Flying out, spinning behind Wang Lin, spreading out a bloody road!
"Using my blood and essence, the Great Soul Gate's ancestors and heroic souls have broken through the air through the ages! The return of soul illusion!" Wang Lin said calmly, but revealed a strange force.
At the end of the blood path, there was a huge whirlpool, and the whirlpool merged with the surrounding fog, faintly exuding a gloomy meaning. In the whirlpool, while Wang Lin spoke, there was a blood-colored figure slowly, slowly Yes, step by step.
Every step of its fall will make the surrounding world bang loudly!
The monstrous resentment caused by Liu Zhiyuan’s magic weapon was rushed by the aura that the blood-colored figure walked out, and immediately showed signs of collapse. Liu Zhiyuan’s complexion changed drastically. He made a huge figure, this figure is a woman, her whole body is made up of more than one hundred thousand souls, and one hundred thousand sorrowful faces can be seen on her.
The moment the figure condensed, the huge figure opened its mouth abruptly and swallowed savagely towards Wang Lin.
At this moment, the figure of Luo Yunhai, the ninth ancestor of the Great Soul Gate behind Wang Lin, also walked out of the bloody vortex step by step, raising his right hand, and a shocking murderous plane blasted out, turning into a red spear. , Was caught in his hand and slammed it violently, the shot whizzed away, and suddenly met with the huge figure composed of countless grievances.
At the moment it met, the light of command burst out from the spear, like purification, causing the huge figure to collapse immediately, and the soul within it screamed and rolled backwards.
With a loud bang and earth shaking, Wang Lin trembled and spewed blood. His body retreated hundreds of feet. The blood path disappeared behind him. The figure of Luo Yunhai, the ninth ancestor inside, disappeared, but in the same way, the huge ghost ghost collapsed, Liu Zhiyuan A large amount of blood burst out of his body, screamed screaming, and backed away.
However, I saw the broken soul figure, turning into countless souls, like a backlash, pouring into Liu Zhiyuan’s body, drilling back and forth, making Liu Zhiyuan’s voice stern and retreating crazily, but he has not died yet, but is seriously injured. Now he is no longer dead. Don't think about this war, but flee quickly!
"Shenzhen, soldier repair ranks!"
"Sorcery, the beacon becomes a mountain!"
"Mao Dao, life and death go against you!"
"Gods, demons, demons... ancient ways, no immortals!" Wang Lin stared at Liu Zhiyuan, who was going away, with a punch!