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Eight hundred and eleventh chapter harsh

The mutated beast-turned soldiers were even more unbearable. Many beast-turned soldiers collapsed on the ground, no matter how the demons urged them, they were still motionless like dead dogs. Some beast-turned soldiers simply went crazy and started to attack all the things approaching without distinction. As long as there were moving things, they would attack, causing very great chaos. Many beast-turned monkeys simply exploded themselves, and the light blue explosion of smoke rose from many places.

The demon army was in chaos, and the dragon army naturally attacked. In many places, the demon race was defeated at once. Except for the orthodox demons, the other beast-turned soldiers were completely in chaos under the deterrence of this tornado.

The demons are not fools. At this time, if there is no way to suppress the energy tornado opposite, it will be a matter of time to defeat. So on the four-story building in the center, a guy in black clothes and black robe stood up and flew towards the center of the tornado, Ling Xingyue. This guy was wearing black clothes and black robe with a big hood. Only endless darkness and a pair of red eyes that could not be accurately described in the hat. His hands were inserted into his sleeves, and he had no movement at all. His body floated naturally. The man in black robe hovered in the air said in this very normal voice:

"I didn't expect that there would be such a master here, so I'm so disrespectful! It seems that I haven't come in vain this time."

The voice was cramped and shrill, and it was as harsh as the sound of a shovel rubbing the steel nails, but he didn't stop and kept saying in such a goosebumpy voice:

"I have always despised everything for many years. I don't know that there is a person like you here, which has opened my eyes. Your ability is really not to be underestimated. Where are you from?"

Ling Xingyue in the center of the tornado raised her head, with her vertical eyes, looking at the man in black robe floating over, only seeing endless darkness, like an ocean composed of darkness, the dark power hidden in the darkness, boundless, like invisible waves, one wave higher than another, and you are the incompetent person standing by a boundless huge wave, and can only watch this huge wave, until they submerge you, such a sense of powerlessness, only when facing endless space and infinite power, can you feel it.

Before the two had formally fought, they had already begun to fight each other. The spiritual world of the man in black turned into an endless ocean, with endless waves. If they wanted to slam the Ling Xingyue on the shore, they would no longer be Wu Xia Amon. After seeing the endless ocean of heaven and earth in the Gulan wooden tower, they would not be shocked by this virtual dark ocean at all. I saw this small even ignored person by the sea, suddenly a golden light emerged from his body, illuminating the entire dark ocean. Then, the little man slowly raised an arm and waved it down. A golden flame that could not be seen directly was formed in his hand, splitting the entire dark ocean in two. Where the light passed, the dark ocean was swept away. The sea of ​​consciousness of the man in black was left with a huge gap by Ling Xingyue.

A duel of soul power broke the ocean of consciousness of the man in black. The man in black staggered, pulled his hands out of his sleeve, and pressed his head. "Well, what a sharp soul." He said good words, and saw a golden flame igniting in Ling Xingyue's hand opposite, "I'll give you a saying, don't show off, pretend to be struck by lightning." Before the man in black had time to return, he saw the phantoms of four blood spears appearing beside him, and he quickly descended.

Standing on the ground, he avoided the four blood spears, but the four blood spears seemed to have eyes. With the movement of the man in black, he turned around in the air and rushed to the man in black. At the same time, Zhang Yishan's cracked shot also attacked the man in black. Countless earth and rocks exploded, and an energy surged, and rushed towards the man in black. The four blood spears attacked the head and cracked shot down the plate. It seemed that the man in black had no choice but to retreat.

The years of cooperation between Zhang Yishan and Zhao Jinlong is definitely not a verbal one. Although the two of them usually talk, at critical moments, their cooperation is absolutely seamless. Once they take action, they force the other party to a desperate situation. They must choose one of them.

But the man in black was calm and stretched out his hand. A black light ball formed and instantly sucked the light spear in. Then the light ball slapped down, and an opposite shock wave and the impact of the strong blow collided. The two items disappeared and balanced each other. The cracked hit was cracked in this way.

Zhang Yishan was unexpected. The first time the two of them had no shape. On the contrary, their moves were used by the other party and used their light spear to break the crack and kick. The moves of the two were combined without any effect. Although the moves used by the man in black were very beautiful, there was a Ling Xingyue standing opposite, and the golden light ball in his hand had turned into two thunder balls. While the man in black was dissolving the crack and kick, Ling Xingyue made a move, and a golden light shining with golden lightning.

Lightning was sent out from Ling Xingyue's hand, and with a huge thunder, it hit the man in black. The black light ball in the hand of the man in black flashed again, but this time, without sucking all the lightning in, part of it still had an effect on the man in black, which slowed the reaction of the man in black by less than a second. In this second, in Ling Xingyue's view, it was just like the first century. A long sword composed of blue light appeared in Ling Xingyue's hand, and Ling Xingyue rushed towards the man in black like lightning.

When the man in black received the lightning attribute of Ling Xingyue was paralyzed, he had already expected that there would be subsequent attacks in the later stage. Facing Ling Xingyue's sudden forward and the long sword in his hand, the man in black floated back and wanted to avoid the attack of this knife. Ling Xingyue was willing to let the culprit dodge. The palace went straight in and planned to turn this guy in seconds, and then continue to deal with other demon generals. Unexpectedly, this man in demon had buried a trap under the ground while retreating. The moment Ling Xingyue flew over it, he was sensed by a black energy mine under the ground. Like a black fountain, a lot of dark matter and negative energy erupted out. The constant black smoke covered everything.

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