"ah!"
A scream made Xiaoyaoyou pause, and looking back, one person's abdomen was pierced by the light.
The light was stained with blood, revealing the shape. The round fragment was silver, with depressions and textures, very familiar.
The shard spun, and the pointed end revealed a cold light. Seeing this, Xiao Yaoyou swung his spear and stabbed at it, but unexpectedly, the shard spun around the spear head, he quickly let go of the black gun, and took a few steps back.
The fragment scratched his wrist, raised his foot and kicked it, kicked the fragment aside, picked up the black gun with a roll, and swept towards the high platform, and saw Gu Xuanfeng appearing on the high platform with his eyes.
Holding a black gun in his hand, he pressed against Yintang, the man in the whirlpool mask, but his head was aimed at by three fragments at the same time, and he dared not move at all.
Xiaoyaoyou held the black gun in his hand, and swung it forward suddenly, a piece of debris was smashed by an afterimage.
Gu Xuanfeng stepped back quickly, his eyes gleaming coldly, ran towards the wall on the left, stared at the main hall, and found that many people died, but there were still many people who were unwilling to die like this, and were still stubborn against debris.
Xiaoyaoyou slipped to the side of Gu Xuanfeng, saw the black flame in Gu Xuanfeng's hand, and said: "These fragments seem to be related to the black flame."
Gu Xuanfeng heard the words, turned his head and looked around, and found that a fragment seemed to be a bit like black flame, but it was not related, and black flame didn't respond at all.
"Impossible, Black Flame didn't react at all, and Black Flame has never been damaged, so it's impossible for so many fragments to appear." Gu Xuanfeng said.
Xiaoyaoyou was surprised when he heard the words. He thought it had something to do with the black shadow, but he didn't expect that it had nothing to do with it. He quickly said: "Then what should I do, there is no way to leave alive."
Clang!
Xiaoyaoyou swung the black gun, smashed a piece of debris aside, and looked around with his eyes.
"Is there any way, unless he has played enough." Gu Xuanfeng said.
"Is he really alive?" Xiaoyaoyou asked after hearing the words.
"Live a yarn, a soul, but his soul is very strong." Gu Xuanfeng said with his brows furrowed.
"Soul? Not a living person?" Xiaoyaoyou was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said.
"If it was alive, he would have killed us all long ago." Gu Xuanfeng turned his head and took a look. In the center of the hall, he saw that everyone was forming a circle, and there were several fragments spinning in midair.
Everyone looked at the ray of light floating in the air, with some doubts on their faces, but they were more vigilant and panicked at the same time.
Gu Xuanfeng squinted his eyes, and found that there were twelve groups of rays of light, and there were also twelve stone sculptures in the palace. I am afraid that the two are related, so he put his ear to Xiaoyaoyou's ear, and said, "Break the stone sculptures."
Xiaoyaoyou nodded when he heard the words, looked around with his eyes, and instantly swung the black gun in his hand, and smashed it towards a big tree and stone sculpture in front of him.
Clang!
bang!
A ray of light quickly came to the side of the stone sculpture and blocked the black gun.
Gu Xuanfeng flashed in front of a stone sculpture of a big mountain, clenched his fist, and swung it down, smashing the mountain into pieces in an instant.
bang!
One of the twelve groups of light dimmed instantly and fell on the ground.
Seeing this, Gu Xuanfeng really thought of him every time, the souls of the people on the high platform are very strong, they can't be directly controlled at all, they can only find a medium.
Seeing this, someone in the crowd waved his hand and grabbed the fragments on the ground. Gu Xuanfeng saw a flame emanating from his fingertips from the corner of his eye and threw them over.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yangbo saw Gu Xuanfeng throwing flames towards him, and quickly pointed at him and asked.
"I don't mean anything." Gu Xuanfeng looked at him and said, picked up the fragments with a wave of his hand, and threw them into Rongjie.
hum!
hum!
When Gu Xuanfeng heard the voice from behind, sweat broke out on his spine instantly, and when he looked back, there were eleven groups of lights waiting in line for him, and he said quickly: "Hey, don't stare at me like that, it makes my little heart beat wildly .”
boom!
Hearing the sound, Gu Xuanfeng turned his head to look at the stone sculpture of Xiaoyaoyou smashing a big tree with his punch.
"..."
Xiaoyaoyou stepped on the barrel of the gun, slid the black gun to bounce the gun, waved his hand and patted the head of the gun, and stabbed directly at a small grass and stone carving, breaking it instantly.
Eleven light clusters became ten light clusters.
The ball of light swayed in an instant and flew towards the front. Seeing this, Gu Xuanfeng hurriedly dodged sideways, but his abdomen was cut open.
Xiaoyaoyou's eyes flickered, and he slammed onto the wall, holding a black gun in his hand, waving to the left and right, not daring the ball of light to approach him.
Gu Xuanfeng's face turned pale, and he leaned against the wall, taking a look at the abdominal wound.
"Do it, break these stone carvings." Someone in the crowd shouted.
Seeing this, Gu Xuanfeng cursed angrily in his heart: "Damn."
These people don't move when they should do it, and they do it when they shouldn't do it.
Gu Xuanfeng passed through the crowd, came to the stone gate, threw his fist at the two balls of light in front of him, knocked them into the back of a person, and quickly muttered: "Sin, sin."
The person on the high platform chair suddenly clenched his fingers into a fist, and the light dimmed instantly, revealing the shape of fragments, which exuded a cold light.
Gu Xuanfeng looked ahead, and the stone carvings were broken one by one, but every time the stone carvings were broken, the pieces would become sharper.
Xiaoyaoyou didn't know when, he ran over in a mess, which opened Gu Xuanfeng's eyes.
"You just came from the mountain?" Gu Xuanfeng said with a smile.
"Hey, don't talk about it." Xiaoyaoyou said helplessly.
"Help." Someone turned around and shouted towards Gu Xuanfeng and Xiaoyaoyou.
The two heard the words and looked, and saw that the only stone sculpture was a vicissitudes of the small tree, the wound of the small tree was guarded by a silver stick, the whole body of the stick was bright, the texture of the stick was clear, and it exuded a very strong smell of blood .
"It seems to be the same texture as the stick in your hand." Xiaoyaoyou turned his head and said to Gu Xuanfeng.
Gu Xuanfeng nodded,
There was no response, the texture of the stick was indeed familiar to Hei Yan, but Hei Yan did not treat him in the slightest, so it must not be from Hei Yan, maybe the type of ore used is familiar.
The two looked at each other and rushed up at the same time. They came from the left and right sides, jumped up at the same time, waved the weapons in their hands and smashed at the silver rod.
when!
when!
The bell sounded from the silver stick and the black influence in Gu Xuanfeng's hand.
A ripple came from the silver stick, and Gu Xuanfeng and Xiaoyaoyou flew out instantly, and the two hit the ground suddenly.
Gu Xuanfeng got up quickly, looked at the wound on his chest, it was a hideous wound, golden blood flowed down like a lake.
There was an obvious mark on the black gun of Xiaoyaoyou. Fortunately, he reacted quickly to resist the sharp edge. Otherwise, he would have been cut in half. With lingering fear in his eyes, he said, "How are you?"
"Almost died." Gu Xuanfeng said.
After Xiaoyaoyou heard the words, he turned his head and saw a wound on Gu Xuanfeng's chest, and he could see the crystal clear flesh, he was startled, and secretly said: "The flesh is so tyrannical."
Quickly asked: "Are you okay?"
"With this kind of injury, I can't die." Gu Xuanfeng waved his hand and said.
Gu Xuanfeng was very unwilling to use his trump cards, but now he might not be able to help him, so it would be impossible not to use them. The wound on his chest covered by the chaotic aura was lightly touched with his left hand, and the wound slowly closed, and he shouted coldly: " Do it."
Several sword beams came from behind, chopped on the silver stick, and knocked it back a few steps.
Gu Xuanfeng's eyes were cold and stern, and the moment he waved the black flame, the chaotic aura wrapped around his body and slammed towards the silver stick in front of him.
when!
Hei Yan smashed on the silver stick, bending it, and then there was a loud noise.
boom!
boom!
boom!