Boom!

Ling Feng Baide and others kept spurting out the spiritual power, but the surrounding passages continued to rush out of the disciples of the Wang Dian Temple.

There are only 50 people in the **** enchantress. Faced with five times more than their own, ten times of their opponents, they began to get pressure, and the attack became less and less, and gradually turned into defense.

"Move to the exit!"

Ling Feng screamed and swept a sword, taking away the heads of four eight-order spirits.

Everyone is struggling.

Suddenly there was a riot in the depths of the passage.

In the eyes of Bud, he hurriedly said: "Miss got it, hurry up!"

The people in the palace of the king squatted in the back, and some of them shouted at the gate guard.

"Close the temple door!" "Close the door!"

The two people moved at the door, and the huge iron gate slowly closed.

Ling Feng they rushed forward, the door has been closed half.

After a few breaths, the night feathers and the stone blue have already rushed out. After Shi Qing, the detained spirits and the disciples of the king's palace are mixed.

Many of those spirits hated the people of the Temple of the King, and at this moment they could not escape and directly fight with them.

This down indirectly helped the night feathers and others.

Hey.

More than 50 members of the **** enchantress rushed out of the temple door directly to the outside without a wind belt.

From the inside, there is no color on the faces of these spirits, because... the real battle has just begun.

After Bai Jinyi and others launched an attack outside, Wang Wangdian sent a large number of strong men and disciples to meet the enemy.

Yongsheng 傀儡 plus the original disciples, a full thousand!

The members of the **** enchantress are high, but after all, there are only a hundred people. At this moment, they have been struggling, and almost everyone has been besieged by several spiritual people.

The night feathers glanced at the circle and sipped in the mouth: "kill!"

Roar!

The purple spirit roared and jumped out in an instant, wherever he went.

The night feathers slap behind the wings, and the magic lines gradually fill the back and neck.

The night feathers did not rush into the enemy group, but turned and looked at the gate of the palace.

After two breaths, several figures were shot from inside the door.

"Where to go!" An old man screamed and screamed at the night.

boom! The three-color spiritual force floated out of the night feathers, and formed a barrier in front of the night feathers, and blocked the horse.

"Miss." Shi Qing waved the blood wing and flew to the night feathers.

"Be careful." The night feathers were full of caution, and across the night feathers, floating five dragonflies.

The gray cloak of all colors, everyone's cultivation is the realm of Huang Ling!

There are two people in the realm of even Huang Lingfeng.

One of the old men’s mentality swept away from the battlefield and his face was dark and sullen: "The right lord, you and the four elders will solve the leopard, and in front of them, we will solve it."

Without too much nonsense, the right main lord took the four elders straight to the purple spirit.

Ziling's strength into the battlefield is completely harvesting human life, killing dozens of people in tens of seconds.

If left unchecked, the disciples of the king's palace may not be enough to kill.

The night feathers felt the pressure of high altitude. My heart knew that the owner of the palace of the king had been led by Bai Jinyi to the sky. The two were fighting, and what they had to do was to solve the three strongmen in front!

"Shi Qing, the old man on the far right, you solve it, and the rest is handed over to me."

Shi Qing’s eyes were shocked: "Miss, you..."

"I have a card." In order to let Shi Qing rest assured, the night feathers and the fingertips flashed, and Huang Lingqi summoned.

There is a dragonfly in the palace of the king, and there is also a night feather! And the strength is stronger!