A roar with a ferocious meaning suddenly came from the mist outside Wang Lin's body, but he saw the scarlet tongue in the mist curling up, and Ji Si, who had lost an arm, rushed out frantically, heading straight for Liu Zhiyuan. .
All this was as fast as lightning, and the distance of several hundred feet was only a blink of an eye when it came to Ji Si. Almost at the moment when Liu Zhiyuan turned around, Ji Si was swept up in the mist and roared towards him.
Liu Zhiyuan's expression changed. He clearly felt the initial wave of air disaster coming from the black mist. His eyes showed a look of horror. He naturally saw that this was a puppet, and he quickly retreated without thinking. With a flick of his big sleeves, seven black lotuses appeared in front of him and touched him.
The roaring sound was earth-shattering, attracting the attention of six people who were fighting thousands of feet away. The expressions of the three Liu Zhiyuan's companions changed, and they were about to check, but were stopped by three monks from Tianniuzhou. At this moment, I have no time to spread my consciousness to check, but this scene is obviously beneficial to me!
The seven black lotuses collapsed, and Si was roaring, with multiple wounds all over his body, but his tongue seemed to penetrate the seven collapsed black lotuses, like a sharp sword, suddenly hitting Liu Zhiyuan's chest.
Blood suddenly rose, and Liu Zhiyuan felt a pain in his chest. He didn't have time to check. He didn't have much immortal power left in his body at this moment. Coupled with the strange absorption of the mist, and the critical use of seven lotuses just now, he was almost exhausted at this moment. He stepped back, raised his right hand, and a ghost-colored ball of light immediately appeared in his hand, about to be swallowed.
Wang Lin suddenly raised his right hand, and a large white sail appeared in his hand, and he rolled it forward suddenly. Under this roll, the sound of crying suddenly circled around, and it was clearly transmitted into the injured Liu Zhiyuan's mind. In his mind, a vague figure of a woman in white suddenly appeared. This figure had her back to him and was crying.
At the moment when this figure appeared, Liu Zhiyuan¡¯s right hand holding the ball of light that he wanted to swallow was stunned.
At the same time as he paused, Wang Lin stepped forward, raised his five fingers with his right hand and slapped it towards the sky. During the roar, he saw the mist in the sky rolling, and a huge palm print suddenly appeared above Liu Zhiyuan, towards the sky. Liu Zhiyuan came with a bang.
At the same time, behind Liu Zhiyuan, there was a flash of fire, and a flaming palm print appeared like burning mist, heading straight for this person!
This scene was extremely fast, but it was deduced several times in Wang Lin's mind.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Zhiyuan's palm prints were blasted from behind, and the woman in white in his mind was crying more and more violently. Jisi, who had been blasted away before, roared again and rushed towards him crazily, as well as the one who had been blasted away before. The blood sword flashed with blood, turning into a huge sword light, and went straight to Liu Zhiyuan to chop him down!
All kinds of magical powers were approaching, taking advantage of the moment when the immortal power in Liu Zhiyuan's body was exhausted and could not be replenished, they came with a bang.
However, it was extremely difficult to kill the monks in the early stages of the Sky Tribulation. Although Wang Lin's timing was extremely clever, at the moment when such magical powers struck, Liu Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and without thinking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out blood. As soon as it came out, it immediately turned into a piece of blood armor that filled his whole body. Even his hair turned blood-colored at this moment.
The skin all over his body was even more like this. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a bloody man. He hugged it with both hands. At the moment when the magical power came, Liu Zhiyuan suddenly stretched out his arms.
"Blood Armor Shock!" The moment his words came out, the blood on Liu Zhiyuan's body immediately dried up and turned into armor. When he stretched out his arms, the blood armor all over his body immediately exploded, forming A bloody storm swept across.
The huge palm print above it collapsed the moment it touched the bloody storm, and the flaming palm print behind Liu Zhiyuan also collapsed when the bloody storm roared.
The blood sword flashed, slashing at the bloody storm, and the madness of Sisi was approaching, and he also rushed into the storm with a roar. All of this, at this moment, set off a shocking roar.
24378 He ran towards the bloody storm. This storm was obviously Liu Zhiyuan's life-saving magical power. At this moment, he resisted many of Wang Lin's spells, and there were faint signs of twisting and breaking. Liu Zhiyuan inside was spurting out blood, with a ferocious look on his face. , but retreated crazily.
Just as he was retreating, Wang Lin, whom he was staring at, disappeared without a trace as he stepped forward. Liu Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, he turned around sharply, raised his right hand and slapped directly behind him.
But behind him, Wang Lin's figure transformed and he punched out. This punch did not have Daogu's shadow, but it was Daogu's punch!
With a bang, Liu Zhiyuan?, the blood path behind him dissipated, and the figure of the ninth ancestor Luo Yunhai disappeared within it, but similarly, the huge shadow of the wronged soul collapsed, Liu Zhiyuan's whole body burst out with a large amount of blood, and they all retreated with a shrill scream.
????强牺 75zw.com 读牺。????????? But he saw the collapsed figure of the innocent soul, turned into countless innocent souls, like a backlash, pouring into Liu Zhiyuan's body, drilling in and out, making Liu Zhiyuan's voice shrill, and he retreated crazily, but he was not dead yet, just seriously injured. Now he is no longer alive. Don't think about this war, but run away quickly!
"The God is shocked, soldiers and cultivators!"
"Sorcery, the flames of war are like a mountain!"
"The devil's path is reversed in life and death!"
"Gods, demons, demons the ancient ways, no immortals!" Wang Lin stared at Liu Zhiyuan who was going away, and punched out! (To be continued. If you(Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com