At a height of 1,000 meters, the clothes of the great elder Bai Pengqi have been broken many times, and there is a little blood on the chest. On the opposite side, Long Zhenchuan’s momentum is still violent.

"Bai Pengyi, this battle, Baifu lost!" Long Zhenchuan screamed, the palm of his hand, the black flames in the body flooded like a sky, seemingly to completely cover the night sky.

The elders looked at the black flame wrapped in their own group, and they were unwilling to leak out in the pupil. He was the great elder of the white family. If he lost himself, then Baifu’s end can be imagined, but... The gap made Bai Peng’s heart feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

After ten years of rest and recuperation, is it still a shortfall?

"Long Zhenchuan, even if I am dead, you can't think of getting the fire of the white house!" The sound of Zhong Rong's voice is from the mouth of the elders. The clothes fluttering in the wind are a bit determined, the next moment, the raging golden flame. Gushing from the body of the elders.

Different from the past, this elder's body is emitting a faint golden light, and the original old pupil also reveals a strange vitality.

Long Zhenchuan looked at the figure of the elders, and there was a sneer and disdain on the wrinkled cheeks: "Old man, I want to blew myself and ask me if I promised!"

Booming.

Long Zhenchuan suddenly broke his hands, and the speed of its printing was dazzling. It seems that a variety of printing methods were superimposed together, and the black flame of the sky quickly swelled and solidified with the seal of Long Zhenchuan.

The pressure of the height of the kilometer has brought a lot of influence to the people in the battle below. Some of the lower-minded spirits feel that a boulder is pressed against the chest, and the feeling of nausea makes them work in the body. Slowed down a bit.

Those human scorpions are half-human and half-corpse, and they can no longer be living creatures. In this case, the influence of the pressure is the smallest. Under this circumstance, the white house is even worse.

"Tangjie!" Long Zhenchuan with one hand, dozens of black spiritual power shot from his palm, the surrounding black flame is like receiving instructions, quickly surrounded by the elders.

......

Below the two men, Bai Jinyi was distracted by the night feathers, and his right arm was severely wounded by Long Qingfeng. He could only barely stand up with Long Qingfeng, but he saw the offensive and spiritual fluctuations of both sides, apparently smoking 10,000 boys. Long Qingfeng is even better.

After the death of Bai Qingyi, Long Qingfeng’s fist leaped and came to Bai Jinyi’s palm. The violent spirit brought a thunderous sound. The white brocade stared at the top and the left arm was too empty in the sky. Blow down to the top of the head.

Boom!

The golden flame turned into an ignition star falling in the air, and Bai Jinyi’s injured body once again flew out.

In the unsatisfactory star of Bai Jinyi, Long Qing Feng's face is constantly magnified, and Bai Jinyi wants to mobilize the body's spiritual power to resist the next attack. The seriously injured body has not allowed him to do so.

Hey!

At the crucial moment, a golden cane stood five meters away from the body of Bai Jinyi, and the dragon's life was caught by the golden cane.

"Mother-in-law..." Bai Jinyi looked at the shadow of the attack for himself, and his eyes flashed in surprise.

It is not difficult to see that Bai Jinyi’s eyesight is that the cloud hand mother-in-law has been injured. Now it is the potential to stimulate the potential through the mystery.

The cloud hand mother-in-law twisted the crutches, and the sound of "嗡" slammed Long Qingfeng out and glanced at Bai Jinyi. The fascinating cloud-roofed hand showed a kind of love, "Children, live well."