Eight Desolate Sword God

"Kid, you will die today!"

The magic wind sees Ye Chenfeng riding the Jinqinglong blood lion at full speed and flies away. He quickly approaches the Jiugui Jinlancao and wants to forcibly pick this Tianmu spirit and chase Ye Chenfeng.

After more than 100,000 years of gestation, Jiuyou Jinlancao gave birth to a very high intelligence. Under its control, a strange space crack appeared around it, releasing the infinite power of destruction and blocking the magical clouds. near.

"Shadow Hand!"

Breaked by a strange space crack, the magic wind cloud does not hesitate to control the darkness of the Tao and the intention of the shadow, forming a shadow hand, bearing the force of the destruction of the space crack release, grabbing Lived in the fierce struggle of the nine secluded cypress grass.

"Receive!"

Successfully seized the nine secluded cypress grass, the magic wind cloud grabbed the moment of the shadow hand torn by the space crack, quickly pulled up the nine cassia grass from the space crack, and entered the Qiankun ring at a very fast speed. , chasing Ye Chenfeng at full speed.

Breakthrough to the second level of Beastmaster's realm, the speed of the magic wind cloud has greatly increased, far exceeding the Jinqing Dragon Blood Lion, but his rumors of the formation of the law are not deep, and there is no hidden attack in the broken space.

In the process of chasing Ye Chenfeng, he was constantly bombarded with a horrible attack, and the cracks that broke from time to time in the space greatly delayed his flight speed.

But even then, he still draws a little closer to Ye Chenfeng with amazing speed.

"Death Black Wheel!"

With the attack of the formation, it is close to the range that can be attacked. The magic wind immediately shoots, and dozens of death black wheels fly out of his body, with a piercing sound, surpassing the speed of light, attacking Ye Chenfeng and Jin Qinglong blood lion.

"Chaos of Chaos!"

The black wheel of death came, and the chaotic beast immediately issued a tsunami-like snoring, such as a tumbling wave, bombarded on a black wheel of death that was condensed by a dark road.

After being attacked by Chaos, dozens of death black wheels have appeared in the road, and the attack speed has a slight delay. However, between the blink of an eye, the attacking sharp black wheel tears the chaos, and Yu Wei does not lose. The attack turned to Ye Chenfeng.

"The Wrath of God!"

The key moment, the ancient polar thunder, the black scorpion fire, the ancient polar water spewed out of the leaf morning wind body, blending into the power of divine punishment, twisting the void, bombarded up.

Jinqinglong blood lion also continues to burn the golden lion's blood, spurting a lot of blood to attack.

"Hey!"

Continuously attacked, the magical winds run dark, and dozens of death black wheels have finally broken.

However, the magical winds use the opportunity that Ye Chenfeng and others are fully resisted, and an acceleration intercepts them.

"This time I see where you are going to escape."

The magic wind cloud holds the best scorpion rifle, pointing at the leaf morning with the tip of the gun, killing the stunned.

"Master, we fight with him, I don't believe in gathering our strength, killing him."

The golden lion's blood lion glared at the golden bells and eyes, glaring at the enchanting magical clouds, low-lying.

"Okay, attack together!"

There is no way to avoid it. Ye Chenfeng does not hesitate to burn the blood of the dragon, condenses the five killing apertures, instantly enhances the strength, and fully attacks the magic wind.

"Fei Xian Yi Jian!"

A dazzling brilliance of light swords shoots out the soldiers of the king, mixing the lines of heaven, the lines of the sword, the lines of the thunder, the lines of fire, as if to open the sky, and to the magic cloud.

In that moment, the attacking power released by the flying fairy sword is invincible, so that the magic wind cloud can not help but shrink.

"Hey!"

The moment when Ye Chenfeng launched a full-strike, the chaotic beast, Jin Qinglong blood lion both released a powerful whistle, bombarding the body and soul of the magic cloud, weakening his body defense.

Ye Chenfeng's attack on the two great beasts is extremely terrible. Even if the first-class beastmaster can kill, the power of the magical wind is not the same as before, and it has the best weapon, and the attack power reaches a terrible degree. .

"Broken!"

The magic wind violently screamed and stabbed a black pike.

A shot stabbed, the two avenues instantly condensed, and the space that the guns had crossed, lost any brilliance, as if all the light between the heavens and the earth was swallowed by this gun.

"Hey!"

The powerful sound waves released by the Chaos God Beast and Jin Qinglong Blood Lion were torn by the magic wind cloud. Then, Fei Xian’s sword hit the sharp black rifle, and there was still no suspense to be punctured.

A shot broke the morning wind, the attack of the two great beasts, the magic wind clouded like a broken bamboo, wanting a shot through the body of Ye Chenfeng.

"Sword Spirit, Defense!"

At the crucial moment, Ye Chenfeng summoned the sword spirit, and with his invincible body, it resisted the magic wind cloud and it would kill a shot.

"Suzaku Ding!"

The magic wind cloud shocked the world and was solved by the sword spirit. Ye Chenfeng immediately summoned the fake Taobao Zhuque Ding, and bombarded him in the near future.

The refining of one-third of the Daobao fragments, the power of the Suzaku Ding has increased by several, and the terrible impact force has brought great threat to the Magic Cloud.

"大斩魔龙刃!"

Feeling the destructive power contained in Zhuque Ding, the Tianxue magic knife appeared in the hands of the magic wind cloud, and in the blink of an eye, the magic dragon-like knife was thrown out, and it was squatting on the Zhuque Ding.

"Hey!"

A shrill bird sounded, and Suzaku Ding was attacked by the magical wind cloud, releasing an endless fire, and smashing the magic dragon like a knife.

"Magic clouds, today I want to see who is dead!" Looking at the magical winds of the sky, Ye Chenfeng burst into a loud voice: "The power of seven chaos, strangled."

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to play the seven chaos forces that Chaoyang Shenmu gave birth to, and bombarded the magic wind.

The power of seven chaos hits, and the keen sense of the magic wind immediately smells a strong death threat, and the instinctive wants to dodge.

But the force of chaos attacks too fast, and he is too close to Ye Chenfeng, unable to dodge, can only defend.

"Hey!"

The power of the seven chaos blends together, and the body is broken like a bamboo. The body defense of the magic cloud and the wearing of the armor, the hole in his body, a large amount of blood can not be controlled by the spout in his body.

"Dead!"

Playing seven chaos forces to reinvent the magical wind cloud, Ye Chenfeng disregarded the physical damage, forcibly condensed the five heavenly lines, and evolved into a terrible heavenly pattern, bombarding his seriously injured body.

Chaotic beast, Jin Qinglong blood lion also broke out the strongest attack power at this time, want to kill him when he was seriously injured.

"Gold turtle shell, defense!"

In a critical moment, the magic wind cloud took out a hard golden turtle shell, which was blocked in front of the body, and it was hard to resist the killing of Ye Chenfeng and the two great beasts.

"Master, if I did not admit the mistake, the golden turtle shell on the hand of the man should be the tortoise shell of the golden armored tortoise that the old master had conquered in the past. The hardness is comparable to that of the best heaven!" Jin Qinglong's blood lion said.

"The best shell level turtle shell."

Understanding the defensive power of the golden turtle shell on the magic wind cloud, forcing the five heavenly lines to be condensed, and Ye Chenfeng, who shook the body, knew that he had this treasure, and it was almost impossible to kill him.

"Dragon Blood Lion, full strength breakout."

In addition, the energy of the sword spirit is almost exhausted, and Ye Chenfeng has no choice but to give up the idea of ​​killing the magic wind cloud. He puts up the sword and squats on the golden lion, and rides it to the broken space. Escape.