Did he? Did this fight really hit him? Back-gassed.
Hiding behind the hill, Li Chengzhu has been staring at Gu Linglong and Seraphim’s figure, and even the blink of an eye is afraid to delay the opportunity. Although the strength difference between the two men is quite large, Seraphim has not done anything about Gu Linglong’s deadly play at the moment, and Seraphim dare not push his opponent Gu Linglong Xianying. Seraphim was carefully beaten before he was bound, and the situation was deadlocked at the moment.
Slowly flowing through Li Chengzhu, I feel more and more overwhelmed by the overbearing energy holding out the bow of God, and Xiaoying’s side is also sweating. Just this short time, the angels tentatively attacked twice, both of which ended with their own companions’ self-destruction.
Small sized photograph has lived for 300 years. There were so many dead people at that time, and the death was so terrible.
The wind suddenly blew up, and the red dust storm was blown even more rampant. A red sand stream was rolled up and hit everyone.
Li Chengzhu tight narrowing her eyes to follow Seraphim’s footsteps.
Not far away, countless spiritual pressure fluctuations are rapidly approaching this side.
I feel that the spiritual pressure is mixed, and the face of the immortals changes. The angels are coming again.
The autumn wind shakes the swordsman and prays for the kinetic energy of Yuanmu to be faster.
Finally, Yuan Mu took a deep breath just before the angel reinforcements arrived at the battlefield. "All right, everyone, take the adults and leave the rest to me quickly."
They looked back at the original degree of robbery and repair of Yuanmu. At this time, there was a stronger spiritual pressure than Gu Linglong. The violent uncontrolled spiritual pressure surrounded Yuanmu. Fiona Fang’s three feet of red dust storm could not take a step further.
Autumn wind sighed slightly and wanted to stretch out his hand and clap Yuanmu’s shoulder, but he was forced by that crazy spirit to force him not to come into contact with Yuanmu, so he smiled sadly. "Brothers, please! Yuansen, I will take good care of it. "
Yuanmu gave a hand. "Thank you!" Then I looked at the crowd and showed a pair of arrogance. "Go and greet the adults to evacuate!"
There are less than two digits left, and the cultivators have bowed to Yuanmu, driving flying swords and approaching the battlefields of Gu Linglong and Seraphim.
Seraphim is struggling to cope with Gu Linglong. Before he can react, he is knocked into the war circle by an immortal. The immortal shouts, "My Lord, leave quickly!" Then rushed to the front of Seraphim and hugged him and dragged him into the distance.
Gu Linglong’s words haven’t been shouted yet. The autumn wind has brought him and everyone has come to her and shouted, "My Lord, let’s go!" Then threw a left a right driving Gu Linglong fly back.
Xiaoying, another fairy-cultivator, helped Yuansen to follow, but he didn’t forget to curse himself. The big boss vowed to castrate him and throw him into the angels to ravage him.
It is said that angels are promiscuous.
Thinking of the handsome face of the big boss, Xiaoying smiled viciously.
Holding Seraphim for a long flight, the cultivator estimated that Gu Linglong had left the battlefield before he looked up and smiled at his enemy, then picked up the tactic of exposing himself to violence.
But he found himself capable. When he saw that he had shrunk several times, he knew that his baby had been caught by the enemy.
Seraphim was extremely angry that he was held by a person with such poor strength and flew for a long distance. He just slowed down and looked at the confused baby Seraphim, whisking away a flame and throwing the villain in, then gnashing his teeth and admiring the taste of the villain being burned by the soul fire.
Chapter 10 Kill six wings with one arrow
It’s an embarrassment to see Gu Linglong and others retreat behind the mound in Li Chengzhu.
Just now, I can barely see Seraphim’s position, but I don’t know where he jumped out and dragged him away with his arms. Now I can’t even see it, and there are so many angels coming, and there is too much confusion for Li Chengzhu to feel.
Hand out the arrow and wait for blood for a long time. It’s not that you don’t shoot now, it’s not that you don’t shoot now.
If you shoot it, you may not be able to hit Seraphim. If you don’t shoot it, it’s a pity that there are so many spiritual forces to summon the arrow to destroy God.
The key is that Li Chengzhu himself can’t dissipate the summoned arrow of God.
He, Li Chengzhu, is so angry that he is really a group of bad people!
Just as Li Chengzhu was about to shoot an arrow to destroy the gods into the angel army, a distant light instantly lit up the darkness in the world of mortals.
Li Da’s boss has a wicked eye. He saw the miserable villain in the light and Seraphim laughing happily behind him at that moment.
Those three pairs of big wings are like a bitch sign that completely betrays Seraphim.
"I finally found you!" Boss Li, a hacker with extremely empty spirit and a long-planned plan, shot his sharp arrow quickly and then followed in the footsteps of Gu Linglong and others without looking back.
The little thing jumped out of the travel bag and went in the direction of Seraphim after being shot by the psychic arrow.
A green light flies out from somewhere on the ground at a very fast speed, like a full-power drilling machine, which will suddenly smash the raging red dust into a long red dust that has been separated for a long time before whales absorb water and re-enter the real zone.
And the ultimate goal of this overbearing green light is directed at Seraphim
Seraphim threw Yuan Ying, the immortal, into the soul fire, and then he took note of the situation on the other side.
This time, thousands of people came to help the angel army, but they were blocked by a cultivator whose level was not good just now.
Yuanmu’s aura scattered around and lit up a large area. Like a god, there is quite a momentum. A pair of eyes swept these small fish and little consumption, which made the angels suddenly have a smell of death from the bottom of their hearts.
Seraphim is very curious about what method this cultivate immortality man used to make his self-cultivation suddenly surge to such an extent that he actually has the strength to fight with himself.
The idea hasn’t turned around yet, and the corner of his eye suddenly falls into the soul fire, and the Yuan baby reveals a deep smile.
Followed by a green full of vitality but overbearing than energy directly hit the yuan baby without stopping to hit his body.
Seraphim’s eyes can only stay where they have disappeared, and the pupil loses its luster.
Kill the arrow! Kill the god with one arrow!
The power of this arrow directly shattered Seraphim from his chest.
Before Seraphim fell to the ground, a gray figure got into his body, dug up his crystal and disappeared.
The sudden burst of green light in the sky made all the angels and Yuanmu raise their heads, and the instantaneous burst of energy made everyone feel a little scared.
It was not until the fluctuation of Seraphim’s spiritual pressure disappeared that Yuanmu laughed. "It seems that there are still people secretly helping each other!"
A dozen four-winged and silver-winged angels who took the lead shouted in horror, "My Lord!" Then fly straight to Seraphim, but only Seraphim can be found, and it’s incredible to open your eyes and bust.
Remembering the pain of killing my brother, another brother made a waste of Qiu Yuanmu’s anger and clenched his fist with his eyes open. "Go to hell with him."
I can’t completely control my spiritual power by grafting, otherwise I won’t reach the level of this aura.
Overbearing reiki swims around him in a circle, bringing up one or two pieces of red dust from time to time. It looks cool than awesome, but Yuanmu knows that he is just an embroidered pillow. If you don’t absorb these reiki as soon as possible, these reiki that exudes yourself will disappear sooner or later.
Yuanmu knows that he has no time to absorb these reiki now, and he can try his best to give play to these reiki and strive for more escape from Gu Linglong and others.
After shouting that sentence, Yuanmu rushed into the thousands of angels like a mountain tiger.
Although the strength of the aura is not consistent, it is enough to destroy these four-winged blade angel scum at most.
No angel can touch a wooden hand and it will be a dead word.
Those itchy attacks that hit Yuanmu’s body can at most consume the strength of his body’s protective aura, but they can’t really hurt him.