The night feathers and spirits sweep the door of the palace, there are some eighth-order, nine-order spirits, no Huang Lingqiang, then...

"Explosion!"

The night feathers are swaying at the corners of the mouth, drinking low in the mouth, and cutting off the connection between the heart and the fire lotus.

Before the night feathers came out, I left a fire lotus in the hall.

Just did not detonate immediately, just wait for all Huang Lingqiang to come out.

The thunderous sound of the thunder, like a hammer in the high-rise of the king of the palace!

"Kill them!"

The main hall of the king's palace, the sorrowful scream, the iron palm brought the sound of whistling, straight into the night feathers.

The night feathers and the magic wing were shocked, and the body took a bunch of afterimages, and the two struggled in one place.

On the other side, Shi Qing and Huang Lingqi each met a Huang Lingqiang.

A time war is difficult to resolve.

The night feathers and the stone green body are dominant, and there are blood mines. Many attacks can be pre-judged in advance, and Huang Lingqi commits suicide attacks under the command of the night feathers.

Injury and injury can also take off the elder.

The door of the king's palace still continues to rush out of the spirit to join the battlefield.

Most of these people are disciples of the king's palace, and some are the spirits who have been arrested!

Most of those spirits did not reach the ninth order, and they rushed out to escape, and some who joined the battlefield and the palace of the king smashed.

After half an hour...

The spiritual fluctuations outside the palace of the king have been weakened a lot.

The dead bodies are everywhere, and most of them die in the eighth-order spirits, there are slaves in custody, and disciples in the temple.

Still fighting is not the nine-order powerhouse.

Night feathers at this moment...

"Call, call." The night feathers smashed the purple shadow several times to avoid the other side attack.

The chest is violently undulating, and the cloak has already been destroyed in the fighting. At this moment, the night feathers breathe in a big mouth, and a layer of sweat has emerged in front of the forehead.

A pair of cold eyes looked at the left main house not far away, the night feathers in the heart of the dark: no, this old man Huang Ling late strength, I and his strength gap is too big, so consume it can not win him.

A glance at the bottom, no one has rushed out of the door of the palace.

At this moment, the heart of the left hall is also full of shock. This woman is very powerful. At the young age, Huang Ling was initially repaired and must kill her! Otherwise, the door owner will blame it and it will be finished!

The owner of the left hall held an iron bar, and the spiritual power poured in again, slamming into the night feathers.

The night feathers looked at the situation in front of the eyes, and they made up their minds. In the end, they could only use thousands of hands!

With a move of opinion, the three-color spiritual power slowly gathered in front of the night feathers.

Hey!

The iron bar with the power of Huashan, has not yet reached the front of the night feathers, it was violently deflated.

The night feathers and the magic wing were shocked, and they rushed into the sky. The fire broke out under the feet, and slowly condensed at the foot of the night feathers. At the same time, the magic wings spread all over the magic lines.

The fire lotus circulates, and the night feathers are like Guanyin.

The left hall owner felt the horrible temperature at the top of his head, and there was a stun in his eyes!

Different fire? !

She actually has this kind of card.

At this time, the left hall master can not simply think that the other party will use the flame to attack, can be retained until the end is definitely a kill!

"Drink!"

The left hall was angered in the main mouth, and the iron rod in his hand flew up and down, trying to break through the blockage of the poison body.

However, at every critical moment, the poison body is better to be blocked in front of him.

In the sky, the night feathers are full of mental strength, and the eyes are full of dignity.

Suddenly, the night feathers looked up and looked at the sun, and the corners of the mouth evoked a trace of curvature, and the lips were lightly opened: "Thousands of hands."

Hey.

The pieces of the fire lotus petals fell off and continued to drift toward the palm of the night feathers.