"Hoo Hoo Hoo..."
with the retreat of the fire fog soldiers and the apostles of the red age, the wind and snow that has been blowing on the scene has also changed.
As if by some huge whirlpool to be drawn in, the wind direction became fierce and chaotic.
In the snow and wind, Fang Li and Tian Cao Si Lang are still just looking at each other. Even if a look is calm and domineering, the eyes colliding with each other still seem to rub out sparks, making the air heavy.
Then, two people's body also began to produce some changes.
"Zheng --!"
Like the fragments of the stars, sparks linger around the body, making the surging force of the stars flowing.
"Bang!"
The black flame, like an erupting volcano, rose on the body of Tiancao Siro.
This amazing momentum in Fangli and Tiancao Siro's body so that two kinds of energy fluctuations blue and black burst out of their bodies, and finally like a halo, both of them were shrouded in.
The sense of oppression spread out there, making it difficult for the fire fog soldiers and the red world apostles to breathe after withdrawing for a certain distance.
It was not until this moment that both the fire fog warrior and the apostles of the red world understood what the trump card level was in their opposing camp.
One is human beings, but half a year ago, the whole Xingli hall was made a big fuss, so that the three pillar ministers all took their existence without any means.
One is that the gods, though they have not yet retrieved their noumenon, have raised their power to an astonishing level by virtue of their special qualifications.
The two sides are facing each other like this.
No one spoke.
Only the eyes, has been tightly collided in a piece, let the air become more and more heavy up.
As a result, in this heavy air, the faces of many fire fog soldiers and the apostles of the red world began to turn red.
When the chest became uncomfortable, these people found out.
It turned out that he was unconsciously closed breathing.
"Ha
As a result, a fire fog soldier was finally unable to bear the pain in his chest and took a big breath.
This breath, detonated the heavy air.
"Pound --!"
Accompanied by the sound of air explosion, the two figures covered by dazzling starlight and surging flame suddenly darted out like rockets.
In the next brake, as if two thunder, with incomparable breath, collided in one.
"Dang --!"
In the deafening sound of cross attack, the white Lingdao and the sharp Taidao shake each other heavily.
The sound of the cross strike, like a thoroughly transformed shock wave, lifted the wind and snow around and scattered it.
All the fire fog soldiers and the red world apostles felt that their heads were like being hit hard by a hammer, and became blank.
When consciousness returns, the fierce battle between human beings and gods suddenly unfolds in an almost eye-catching way.
"Choking, choking --!"
In the sound of the blade's clear chant, the white Lingdao flies through the space like a whirlwind. It turns into a cold knife light, like a storm, and releases it to Tiancao sirang.
That piece of swords and swords, it seems that at the same time appeared out of thin air, but with unprecedented sharpness, with unmatched sharpness, shrouded in the front.
And there is no doubt that this piece of sword, no matter what it is, as long as it meets, it is the end of being cut off.
Any defense is useless under this attack.
After all, it was a slash aimed at the dead line.
If it's just passive defense, you'll die in a second.
However, with the ability of "heart eye (true)" and "mind eye (fake)", Tian Cao Si Lang learned this point in the way of intuition and prediction.
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