Chapter 298: Crackdown on killing.

Under the Wuhou situation, Du Shaoqi’s strength at this time could not be resisted. The tough defense power was even more fearless and the spirit of the spirit was attacked. The overbearing and fierce atmosphere crushed everything, and the chill killed the air to destroy the sky.

"killing!"

There are quite a few people besieging the king's scales and demon tigers. Du Shaoqi fluttered and ran rampantly. The mysterious turmoil, the momentum crushed everything, and suddenly killed several people.

"Dead!"

Many people besieged to Ouyang Shuang, and also provoked the soul of the soul. Du Shaozhen’s wings appeared, and the wings of the wings were moved. The soul of the soul was destroyed by life, and several people were directly planted from the air.

"Join hands, join hands to kill the purple robe teenager."

The leader's mask was black and the people were drunk, and the eyes of the hordes of the sorrowful sorrows were also vulnerable.

"kill!"

The rest of the masks, suddenly courage, most of the people are directly rushing to Du Shaozhen, let the iron tiger and Wang scales demon tiger, Ouyang Shuang pressure greatly reduced.

Many people are urging the soul of the soul, and time, there is a large guise of the soul and pounce on Du Shaoqi.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"...

Roaring and horrified, the shadow of the animal roared in the air, the rune is dazzling, like the shining of the sun, the horrible breath trembles in the sky, and the degree of visual impact is far beyond the collision between the surrounding Wuhou.

"Support the shaking of the sky wings!"

Du Shaoqi's hands are simultaneously fanning, and a strand of golden plaques is surging, such as Zhenpeng's wings, and the arrogant atmosphere erupts like a volcano, crushing and destroying everything.

"Hey...!"

At that time, the large pieces of the soul of the soul were destroyed by life, there is no counter-force, and the masks of the face masks are sprayed with blood.

"Hey!"

Du Shaozhen strongly crushed everything, and the figure fluttered and slammed away. As he passed, the figures were slain like broken-winged birds, and they didn’t keep their hands, as long as they were touched by Du Shaoyu’s rune and wings. It is a life-threatening destruction and the body is broken.

"It turned out that the boy is the most terrible!"

"The purple robes are strong and strong, and they are terrible."

There are a lot of gaze in the sky, watching the purple robes where the teenagers are crushing and destroying everything, and they are stunned.

The purple-breasted boy wrapped in golden light is the most horrible. It is the biggest comet. It is only dozens of people who killed him.

"boom!"

The old black man in the lead once again retreats from the Princess of the Nether, without any delay, and the sigh of the body rushes out of the body. The rune is dazzling, and the powerful momentum will ripple the space of the surrounding space. The figure is ghostly. Straight to Du Shaoqi.

This kind of momentum, its repairing power is actually at the peak level of Wuhoujing mysterious level, fearing that it is not far from the other side of Wuhou.

"Kid, let's die!"

The sullen and violent screams resounded, and the black man’s amazing energy rune was overwhelmed by Du Shaoyan, and the sound blasted through the sky, seemingly smashing the space.

"Support the shaking of the sky wings!"

Du Shaozhen did not evade, but his eyes were dignified. The leader of the black man was different in general, waving his hand and welcoming the shaking wings again.

"Hula..."

The two energy smashes, and one energy starts from the place where it touches, and it blasts like a huge wave in the air.

"Hey!"

Du Shaozhen's figure was retreat from the earthquake, and the internal organs were overwhelmed.

The mythical level of Wuhou is too strong, even if it is the peak level of the spiritual environment, it is not comparable at all, and it is like a world of difference.

Du Shaoqi can be able to kill the pulse of the spirit as nothing, but to deal with the mythical level of Wuhou, it is far from the difference.

"Netherland kills!"

The witch's body was shaken back, but suddenly caught up. At this time, the graceful body was wrapped in a dazzling rune, and the gloom of the air was scattered. The eruption of the singer was even more amazing, and the large rune energy suppressed to the lead. The old man in black is gone, the momentum is amazing, and the light shines in the dark.

The old man in the black dress frowned, his face was embarrassed, and he could no longer suppress to Shao Shao, he could only fight against the Princess of the Nether.

"Hula!"

However, with the retreat of Du Shaoqi, the remaining masks of the masks continued to besiege to Du Shaoxuan, one by one, and the swordsman was motivated, the souls were motivated, the blood was spreading, and all the overwhelming shrouds were directed to Du Shaozhen. .

A lot of attacks are still hidden in the attack of the big wave, which seems to be smashing and vicious, and secretly refers to Du Shaoqi’s vitality.

"Peng is nine days, killing!"

Behind the wings, the wings suddenly swayed, and the golden glow of the sky bloomed. Du Shaoqi fluttered his wings. As the true golden-winged Dapeng bird descended, it carried the hegemonic will of the golden-winged Dapeng bird family, opened and closed, and overbearing and fierce.

At this moment, Du Shaozhen is like me alone, the atmosphere sweeps the sky, flapping the wings and sweeping the sky, destroying and killing the strong and killing everything.

"Booming!"

The airspace is like a thunder, bursting into a series of runes, and the rune energy is radiant, like a fireworks, so that the whole half is empty.

Behind this embarrassing, the amazing pressure contained in it is like destruction. The large souls are shattered, all attacks are destroyed, and all around the sky is shaking.

"嗤啦啦......!"

No less than twenty mysterious masks were directly killed, and the body was bombarded and dropped. Throughout the air, there were not many people left.

"Hey!"

These overbearing townships, watching the onlookers in the far night, sucking cold air, cold hair straight.

"Hey..."

The iron tiger was besieged, his strength level was weak, his mouth was already bloody, and he was already urging the soul of the arteries. The giant tiger roared, but it was still suppressed by several ghosts and ghosts.

"Oh la la!"

Du Shaozhen's wings appeared, the golden symbol of the mysterious pattern spread into the sky, destroying a large number of souls, fists blasted, low sound bursts, and several mysterious masks were killed.

"Hey..."

In the hands of the Princess of the Nether, a very long sword appeared in the hand. The shape is different. The arc is like a snake, the runes are flashing, the air of the Nether is wrapped, the long sword is swept out, and the air of the Nether is sweeping, as if it can cut the space.

"Hey..."

The witches are fascinating and tempting, but they are tempting and poisonous. They are like poppies. Under the beautiful, they contain poison.

The old black-collar man suppresses the Nether Princess and the Witch, but it is only suppressed. Although it is more and more prevailing, it is obviously impossible to completely pour the Princess of the Nether.

In other battle circles, the transformation of the konjac and Guo Shaofeng, the fire knife Bei Mingfeng three and opponents in the fight, difficult to resolve.

Those few mysterious masks should be the time to break through to Wuhou. The time for repairing is to be above Guo Shaofeng, Bei Mingfeng and Li Yuxi, but the strength is not able to suppress Guo Shaofeng and others.

The rather mysterious one of the black robe youths stopped a face mask Wu Houjing repairer, but unexpectedly has always occupied the upper hand, suppressing the opponent, the strength is extremely terrifying.

The last mask, Wu Houjing, was attacked by Luo Tianchen and Pan Wei. At the beginning, the two men could join forces to compete, but after a long time, the two were completely suppressed and more and more unable to compete.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, and people in the air are constantly being bombarded. The Wuhou situation is below the level of the people. No one can compete with Du Shaoqi.

The old black man in the lead suppressed the Nether Princess and the Witch, but when he snooped around again in a short time, he discovered that the hundreds of people he brought were only five.

"Still."

The old black man in the lead is sullen and cold, but it seems that he is not too concerned about the murder of those who have been trained in the spiritual world. For him, the lives of hundreds of people are not worth mentioning. It’s just that there are a few young people who are violent and angry.

"laugh!"

The mysterious sword in the hands of the Princess of the Nether is like a snake. The graceful figure flutters and outlines the most tempting arc of the road. The shoulders are slightly shocked, and the sword is straight and leads the old man in black.

The old man in the black dress went straight to the void, and pulled up the sky with his body. He was surprised to avoid the sword of the Princess of the Nether Princess. The figure also swung down like a ghost. The chilly atmosphere spread and fluctuated, from the sky. And next.

"Oh la la!"

The horrible wind that the old man in black spurred rang a series of sounds of blasting in the air, and then the runes plucked, and a fierce paw print burst out.

Feel the majestic smoldering spirit from the top of the head. The princess of the Nether Princess has a slight change in face. The sword in the hand is so beautiful that the rune is dazzling, and the whole body is wrapped in it, and the sword is straight.

"Oh la la!"

Just under the chilly temperament of the majestic, the rune above the shadow of the Princess of the Nether Princess began to collapse under the stalemate, and a majestic chilly anger also collapsed in her On the body, let the hood of the delicate body tremble violently.

"Hey!"

After a while, the witches finally couldn’t bear the bombardment. With the subtle spatial sounds of the air coming out of the Zhou Dynasty, there was a muffled sound in the faint throat, and Jiao Yan suddenly became a lot pale.

"Not finished yet!"

Daddy, in the sky, a figure appeared out of thin air, silently appearing in the sky.

With the advent of this person, there was a chilly coldness in the space, revealing a faint and **** atmosphere.

The man was dressed in a gray robes, and a very deep hat on the back of the robes was covered on the head. The entire face was covered, and the appearance was not clear. The breath was not too fluctuating, but it was chilling.

"There are strong!"

With the advent of this person, the Nether Princess and the Witch in the fierce battle, the dry Luo Jian Guo Shaofeng, the fire knife Bei Ming Feng, etc. are all face-changing, "Boss, the idea is tied, it is stronger than we imagined!"

The old man in the black dress said that the chilly eyes, like the poisonous snake, showed a fascinating color to the gray robes.

“It seems that the students of Tianwu College are really good, but it’s a pity to die today!”