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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirteen: The Power of Teaming Up!

Ah...ah...

Two screams came from the crack, and then two embarrassed and stiff flew out of the tower. Mo Xie's hair was disorganized, his white clothes were destroyed, and a set of extremely exquisite armor was also broken. Fortunately, his body was

He was not seriously injured; and the figure of purple clothes was not so lucky. His long black hair was now only half of his body left, and the purple clothes had become charred, and even the broken parts revealed the jade's skin.

When the blood shadow saw that it was not good, his body quickly retracted. With Mo Xie and Shang, there were two other things flying out at the same time, but these two things were too fast, and there were only two shadows that were fast.

boom!

One of the black shadows hit Xueying's chest hard, and blood spurted out wildly. Xueying's body flew out for several miles, and finally landed straight on the ground, with the intense pain almost fainting!

"What?" His heart trembled. Is there any powerful existence in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower?

Looking at Leng Yue and Wuming again, I felt very hatred! You have known it a long time ago, and you still did this on purpose? Damn!!!

However, Leng Yue and Wuming ignored the embarrassment of the three. The Nether Fire Treasure Mirror took off and ran towards one of the scrolls. Then a fireball that looked like a disk-sized fly out of the Treasure Mirror and instantly turned again.

For a hovering fire spirit, he sucked violently at the scroll!

Whoosh...

On the other side, Wuming didn't hesitate, pinching the magic tricks with his hands, and the gray air from his eyebrows surged wildly, hundreds of thousands of them, each of which was like a sharp blade, causing the void to be split, making crackling sounds.

,The gray gas can be big or small, thick or thin, and the strength is obvious.

Within a few miles of miles, the intention of killing was spreading, making the three people who were originally injured even more unbearable. Their throats itched and each spit out a large mouthful of blood!

"Wu Ming, you are cruel!" Shang cursed in his heart. If he hadn't been attacked by the black shadow in the scroll, how could he end up like this?

"Kill, kill, there is death and life!"

Wuming shouted, and countless gray gas rushed towards the Condor Heroes, like a huge wave hitting a lonely boat. At the same time, half of the gray gas rushed towards the black gas emitted by the scroll.

From beginning to end, Wuming did not use any magic weapon; and Leng Yue did not use his own wind and thunder slash, but gained the upper hand in the fight with the two things!

It seems an indisputable fact that the two of them had their cultivation suppressed the three of them! Unfortunately, the divine eagle suddenly showed two huge wings, like real figures, slamming the approaching gray gas!

Crack... Crack...

All the gray gas dissipated, and the roll opened automatically, and the black gas condensed into a black river, firmly blocking the approaching spirit of Nether Fire!

The two of them had a full blow but did not succeed! At this moment, the scroll grew bigger again, and the eagle flew into the scroll with a whizzing whizzing into the scroll and disappeared. More black gas wrapped around the scroll and flew towards the distance...

"No, it wants to escape! Stop him!" Xueying yelled unwillingly. No matter what, if the Divine Eagle Order cannot be obtained, his senior brother will be responsible! He suppressed his physical injuries and ran towards the rapids.

The scroll is just a punch!

boom!

Countless blood-red particles turned into giant bridges, bombarding the scroll, causing the black outside the scroll to dilute a lot!

"At the end of the strong crossbow, my junior brother will help me!" Xueying was overjoyed and shouted at the four of them again.

"Gaga, junior, I'm a good thing! I have to kill you today!" A sound that attracted the demons in the scroll made the five people who wanted to take action retreat again. At this moment, the sound was enough to shock the Yuanshen.

, the power seems to be imprisoned!

Looking at all this in horror, the five people did not take action again. Whoever moves first will be hit by the ancient demon in the scroll. Then you can't think of it even if you don't die!

Shang's eyes flashed with bright light, and his silver teeth bit, and he said to the Xueying and others: "Four senior brothers, all the magic weapons given by the master should be used, otherwise this ancient demon will be powerful and it will be difficult for us to deal with!"

"good!"

"It's up to you!"

.........

The five people quickly reached an agreement, and the five people did not stop for a moment of life and death. Blood Shadow turned his palm and held a spear about ten feet long in his hand.

Blood Gun!

Mo Ye was also hesitant, and his eyebrows moved, and a huge ** was suspended above the **, and the ** was full of runes, turning around in circles.

Xuanyuan**!

Shang Ze pondered for a moment, flipped his palm, and held a transparent ancient mirror in his hand, Yin-Yang Mirror!

Wuming, a little empty, the storage ring of the finger suddenly escaped, and then a two-meter-long blue whip fell into his hand. The blue whip did not burn any formation, the energy was extremely balanced, the head and tail were almost integrated, and it was very vivid.

A dragon!

Soul-shaking whip!

Finally, Leng Yue’s Nether Fire Treasure Mirror. Five people lined up in a row and looked at the scroll wrapped in black gas with a solemn expression. At this time, they already knew that if they wanted to obtain the Condor Hero Order, they would definitely kill the black gas.

soul!

Yes, it is the soul, not the human being! Because the other party's spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, completely suppressing the five people, and the other party severely injured Shang, Mo Xie and Blood Shadow, and the attack on the Nether Fire Treasure Mirror and Wuming's killing magical powers are not at all.

Fear shows that this soul has reached an extremely terrifying situation!

Even if the five people join forces, they are not sure that they can kill this thing!

"Okay, it's a good place. I'll see the magical powers of you guys. They are all imitation artifacts. Haha, it's not that easy to hurt me, hum, it's not that easy!"

Let’s talk about it, the scroll wrapped in black gas suddenly opened, and thousands of rays of rays emitted dazzling light, making the five people almost unconscious!

"Wind and Thunder Slash!" Roar...

Leng Yue took the lead in taking action. The Nether Fire Treasure Mirror also turned into the Nether Fire Spirit, roaring towards the scroll. At the same time, a huge force of wind and thunder struck the white scroll at once!

boom!

Like a thunder, the scroll trembled for a moment, and then calmed down again!

"Soul-Suppressing Whip! Seal!"

Wuming also shouted loudly, flipped his palm, and a whip rushed towards the rapidly spreading scroll.

Ah... The shrill sound spread throughout the sky, it was the sound of the ancient demon. The suppression effect of the soul-suppressing whip on the soul is far stronger than that of the Nether Fire Treasure Mirror. This attack is really a big deal! The white scroll only

Halfway through the drive, the speed began to slow down. Wuming didn't know what magic weapon the white scroll was, but if the opponent really used it, no one would join forces and he would be attacked by the opponent!

At the same time, Shang waved his body, raised his Yin-Yang Glass high, and a white light rushed through the layers of black gas and shot into the scroll, like lightning slashing on the water, making a sound like Zlazla!

Countless black air was diluted by the attack of the Yin-Yang Mirror; and the Blood Spike arrived at this moment, stabbing at the scroll hard, and with a shrill cry, the white scroll quickly ran forward!

"Heavy Domain, Refining!" Mo Xie's Xuanyuan** rushed up, and the space within a radius of ten miles was almost frozen. A thick energy barrier outside the white scroll made the scroll almost as slow as a snail!

Can't rush out! In an instant, the scroll let out a shrill roar. At this moment, death was approaching and was firmly controlled by five juniors. It was impossible to escape. The unwilling roar seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, which made him take action.

The five people felt a chill!

What a powerful soul power!

The five people were shocked at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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