Battle Through the Heavens Chapter 70: die of the Wraith’s Ancestor (2)
"Finally!"
Le Shaolong and Ziying let out a sigh of relief at the same time, the numbness spread throughout the body, and a burst of hot pain straight into the heart. Under this severe pain, they even had toes that were a little soft, and they couldn't hold back for a while, and they fell down and fell down on the ground, and everyone quickly protected them.
"The third flag moves, Blood Sword Blast!"
In the blood array, the sword rises like the wind, the fragments of long spear are still some distance from the ground, and the eighteen-handed blood sword is already approaching. blade edge screamed, intertwined into an impenetrable sword net, the sword wind was so cold that it set off a raging wind.
Everyone is like a duckweed in the angry sea, swinging helplessly in the sky, unable to hold stature at all.
For a while, the sound of whispering sounded, the sword net quickly passed the crowd, the soldiers divided into two paths, and attacked both Xiaoxiao and Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, the bone wing was slightly tremor, quickly adjusted stature, pulled out the Tian Huo ancient ruler, and greeted it calmly; but the screaming footsteps on the hard line were unstable and lost his balance , Can not stand up to defense at all, but has become a weakness in the team.
I have to say that the ancestors of the Wraiths grasped the fighter plane to the peak. Just a few strokes revealed the weakness of the crowd.
Xiao Yan is the core of the team. Although the power of soul is strong, it only has the strength of 3-Star Late Phase; the battle is fierce and the defense is extremely strong, but as long as stature is unstable, the weakness is significant. As long as two people are destroyed, the rest will be like scattered sand and will not break.
"Look how long you can survive!"
As soon as the voice of the ancestor of the Wraiths fell, the Blood Red Sword Network suddenly increased, and stabbed to Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan continuously.
"Oh!"
When the battle of Shen Xiao drank, Jinguang covered his body, the armor was reappeared, and Xuan'ao's rune flowed in it.
The squeaky "squeak" muffled sound constantly appeared in the two impacts, but only a few seconds of confrontation, the golden light armor was cut by the sharp blood sword.
At the same time, the blood red sword net was also quickly annihilated, leaving only the fierce Sword Qi, engraved on the mighty body of Xiao Zhan, engraving the blood stains of bones.
After blade edge, Xiao Zhan quickly took out a few Medicinal Pill from Storage Ring, swallowed it, then sat to close eyes and hurry up to adjust the interest rate.
Although Xiao Zhan reluctantly blocked the two rounds of attacks from the ancestor of the Wraith, but also exhausted Dou Qi, covered with bloodstains and unsightly, but even so, Xiao Zhan can barely protect himself. Retreating to Xiao Yan for a while, the soldiers moved at will, and they started a fierce battle with the sword net.
Blood Sword is unpredictable in an instant. The sword might be rigid or soft, fast or slow, and false and real, but under the co-operation of the acquaintances, the third flag of the ancestor of the Wraith Bloodsword Blast is finally Can only come back to nothing.
"The fourth flag moves, blood halberds pierce the clouds!"
In illusory, the ancestor of the Wraiths waved a large hand, and a huge blood dragon war halberd appeared over the Blood Spirit great spell.
The halberd has been named the "Big Soldier" since ancient times!
As soon as the Blood Dragon Halberd comes out, the mighty power is surging. The space in the array was constantly turbulent and collapsed, and the blade pointed directly at everyone.
The power of the Blood Halberds dissipated immediately after the Blood Sword, and they were seamlessly combined. Although the onset was very slow and slow, it was as extreme as the ice of hundreds of millions of years. It was approaching one inch by one inch. A suffocation struck, and it seemed that even soul would be frozen.
Slow, incredibly slow.
Time seems to stop at this moment.
In the eyes of everyone in Xiao Yan, the blood dragon war halberd moved in the air with a near stagnation, but the scattered power became more and more scary.
The air in Blood Spirit great spell seems to be stunned by the blood dragon's halberd, becoming more and more solid. Everyone seems to be falling into a swamp, the movements are getting slower and slower, raising their hands and throwing their feet as if being held by the force of restraint, uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
Zhen Ni slightly smiled, and looked at the people who were extremely tired of already under pressure.
The three ancestors of Wraith were hit, and the battle was severely wounded. Le Shaolong and Ziying also suffered a lot. Although Xiao Yan is safe and sound, but the power of soul has been exhausted. Down, I'm afraid that everyone will become a ball of meat sauce.
Zhen Ni breathed a hard breath, and her slender hands like jade struggled to change and dance. The whole body Dou Qi moved, and thick energy poured out through her fingertips. Suddenly, the air suddenly fluctuated and slowly subsided. Numerous vines suddenly appeared on the stalk of the blood dragon war halberd, which was about several meters long.
The vines are tangled up and stretched quickly. They draw blood and turn them into nutrients. Green leaves resemble the new life after rain, and instantly cover the whole blood dragon halberd.
"Om!"
The blood dragon halberd of restraint who was killed by the green rattan burst into a struggling sound, trying to get rid of this endless vitality.
"Bang! Bang!"
The vines are constantly smashed by the powerful energy of the blood dragon halberd, and then they are constantly reborn, and they are born again and again.
The rivalry of vitality and blood gas relieved the pressure in the space, and everyone finally broke free from the pressure.
Xiao Xiao jumped up from the ground, strode out, his fists squeaked, and the anger filled with nowhere was released. He poured his strength into his right arm and punched him with a punch.
Although the blood of the Dragon Dragon Halberd is very corrosive, although the strong blood has made the vines not die for too long before the smoke Fei Yun is destroyed, the blood dragon Halberd dims after fighting with the vine.
"Boom!"
The blood dragon halberd has not had time to replenish the energy from the blood spirit great spell, and has met the heavy punch of Xiaoshan!
Next, it's the second punch!
"Boom boom boom!"
The sound of golden iron and iron rumbling sounded in midair, and the screaming battle passed to the fist, one punch after another, such as a million shocks, and the tyrant blasted on the blood dragon war halberd unmatched.
“Woo ——”
I do n’t know how many punches were blown out in the battle of Xiao, until the edge of exhaustion was exhausted. A sound of resentment came from the blood dragon war halberd. The huge halberd body finally cracked like a spider web. fall from the sky.
Hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff. Of course, the blood dragon war halberd will not be willing to be destroyed. The fragments scattered on the body of Xiao Xiao immediately burst out a lot of blood, and carried out backlash.
The rich blood corrodes the surrounding air, as if flame ignites, and the sound of "嗤嗤" sounds, but it stops outside the gold armor of the howling battle and cannot enter.
"Uh!"
Small battle, snoring, slumping his back, twisting his knees, squatting, and getting lucky, Dou Qi passes from the toes to the thighs, and then passes to the right arm with the power of the waist, making a final punch!
The fist meaning is straightforward and concise, the blood dragon war halberd finally can't withstand the last blow after repeated blows, it is broken and scattered.
Xiao Zhan slowly closed his fist and fell beside the crowd. There was a bleed of blood on the corners of his mouth. He was obviously injured, but his face was shocked: "This blood spirit great spell is really amazing. This victory is really thanks to the big Young Miss taking the lead. "
"This flag is more powerful than one flag, but now it is only the fourth flag, and already hurt Xiao Xiao in succession ..." sighed Xiao Yan, his face was still serious.
"The people who can break into this place are really good, but unfortunately, the blood spirit great spell is eighteen in total. As you said, now it is only the fourth flag. If you stop here, this scene will end. It's up! "
The words of the grieving ancestors always sound when the crowds are most sullen, making people angry.
"Miscellaneous accounts! Come out if you have one!"
Seeing that the battle of Xiao Xiao was hit hard, Ziying couldn't help anger.
I ca n’t see the true body of the Wraith ancestor, but he is trapped in the battlefield. This feeling of being completely weak with a punch on cotton is almost driving her crazy.
"Haha, challenge me, you are not yet qualified. Take my eighteen flags and talk!"
The voice of the grieving ancestor came from his blood, and his voice was low and very indifferent. Apparently, Ziying's taunt did not cause him a trace of emotional fluctuations.
"Speaks nicely, I see nothing but a tortoise."
Seeing the eighteen-pole banner's **** sky drove everyone closer together, the space became smaller and smaller, Zhen Ni was so anxious that she joined the ranks of Ziying, and she started to provoke the ancestors of Wraith.
Unfortunately, they responded to them-
"The fifth flag moves, the blood axe asks the sky!"
The answer from Wraith's Ancestor is concise and clear, and his only answer is to do it.
Blood is surging, a round of sharp axe comes out, and the grieving spirit that is suffering and struggling inside is faintly visible on the axe.
Resentment's greatest energy comes from a grudge after death. The source of the blood spirit great spell's activation is to burn the grudges of the grieving spirits, turning them into eighteen-fold flags of energy and condensing.
When a heavy crash, the Wraith will melt into great spell again, and the resentment will be superimposed again, so the weight is more terror than the weight. If you wait for great spell to wave the last eighteenth banner, I am afraid that even 7-Star Dou Di will hate it.
Now it's just the fifth flag. The split axe makes everyone's skin feel tingling across the long distance. do not said that the eighteenth flag, even the sixth, seventh, and eighth flags, Everyone dare not guarantee that they will survive.
Although they are the best among their peers, they are not good at magical formation after all. In the battlefield, if the fog has blinded my eyes, I can only see the blood rolling back and forth, the grieving spirits raging, the cry and hissing noise disturbing the mind, and it is more difficult to see the way in the confusion.
Blood Axe is approaching.
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