The power is great!
The entire void was roaring, showing thousands of extremely dark cracks, with colorful lights stacked on top of each other, dazzlingly shining.
This group of human monks retreated one after another. One of the monks accidentally failed to defend himself. His shoulder was rubbed and he immediately collapsed. His blood flowed into lines. One of his arms was almost dismembered. He groaned and quickly tapped his acupuncture points. He stopped the bleeding, and with the support of his friends from the same sect, he retreated violently and retreated to the rear.
Han Feng also took the opportunity to move his body laterally, leaping left and right, successfully avoiding the attacks of those black lightnings, and seemingly unknowingly followed three or five human monks to seek shelter behind Long Miao.
"Senior Brother Long!" Several people shouted towards Long Miao. If it weren't for the battle, they would probably have saluted.
Han Feng followed behind, pretending to nod to Long Miao in salute.
There was no emotional change on Long Miao's face. Since he joined the war, there have been countless scenes like this. He is not used to it. It is normal for someone to lend some strength to him and take a breather.
"Hmph, you are quite powerful. You have driven all our people here, so you can take a thunderbolt from my palm!" He forced the two half-step psychic monks to drive away the demons with one move. , suddenly turned his eyes to look at the demon monk who was chasing Han Feng and others, grinned, raised his hand and slapped a palm, the palm of his hand flashed with light, a red light passed by, and a spherical lightning shot out, In the blink of an eye, it turned into a size of about ten feet, and rushed to the person in an instant.
The man was not in a hurry, and once again fired out black lightning, using electricity to control electricity, hitting it violently, making random noises, and the void trembled with ripples everywhere.
Unfortunately, this man's black thunder and lightning was not as good as Long Miao's spherical lightning, and he was defeated in just a short while. The man was blown away and had to use various means to resist it. His face turned slightly blue. .
"You three come together, I'm going to take them all, they are all a bunch of local chickens and dogs!" Long Miao was extremely arrogant, and said arrogantly to the three half-step psychics from the demon clan.
"Looking for death!" The demon monks were all militants, not to mention three high-status figures. Naturally, they couldn't tolerate Long Miao's contempt. They immediately joined forces and used various killer weapons to attack Long Miao one after another.
It has to be said that Long Miao does have arrogant capital. He used a golden spear like a swimming dragon. As it flew, golden light shot out, defeating the attacks of the three demon monks one by one. Not only did it not fall on Although they were at a disadvantage, they launched counterattacks from time to time, leaving the three of them in a hurry.
More importantly, Long Miao seems to have mastered a special skill. Even in a space of this intensity, he can move quickly laterally and dodge their combined attacks in an instant.
Han Feng's eyes flashed, looking for an opportunity to take action, but after observing for a while, he couldn't make a move. He couldn't expose himself just to cause trouble for him. It would be more gain than loss.
Although we failed this time, there will still be opportunities in the future. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, but he is not in a hurry.
After waiting for a while, the other demon monks came to attack again, and Han Feng and others had to rush out to fight the enemy.
Facing these demon monks who had perfected their pill formation, Han Feng did not feel much pressure. Although there were not as many as them, his strength was far greater than theirs, and he easily blocked their attacks.
"Bang bang bang..."
Not long after, a strange sound suddenly came from the slanting stab. Han Feng turned around suddenly and saw the figure of Lei Benyun. He was running from the southeast. Wherever he passed, no demon monk could She resisted his attack but was not killed by him, just injured by him.
This old demon swept all the way and came to the vicinity of Long Miao. Without saying a word, he began to launch a fierce attack on the three half-step psychics of the demon race. All kinds of lights were shining and banging.
Long Miao was a little surprised, but he didn't mind. He immediately controlled the golden spear to cooperate with his attack, repeatedly hitting the protective light of the three demon monks.
Han Feng's mind changed and he understood the old demon's plan in the blink of an eye. He thought that this guy wanted to fish in troubled waters and devour the half-step psychics of the demon clan. The purpose was naturally to restore his strength.
"Hmph, are you the only one in the human race who has strong people?!" A tall figure suddenly appeared behind the three half-step psychics from the demon race. He snorted coldly, stretched out a big hand, and straddled The entire sky was suppressed directly towards Long Miao and the old demon.
Long Miao sneered, raised his hand to recall the golden spear, and poured mana into it. Immediately, the giant spear appeared again, thrust into the sky like an Optimus pillar, and violently rubbed against the opponent's big handprint, and the fire was everywhere. Splashing, the space ripples spread out like water waves, layer upon layer, sweeping across a radius of nearly a hundred feet.
Not to be outdone, the old demon clasped his hands together and moved his fingers together, and magic spells flew out one after another. Instead of flying outward, they spun back and disappeared into his own body.
In an instant, a large amount of thunder light erupted from his body, condensing and condensing, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a giant blade reaching the sky, slashing at the opponent's big hand seal. It also roared continuously and flashed with strange light.
After just a short while, the big handprint quickly disappeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The opponent's attack seemed to have no effect at all, but it actually resolved the predicament of the three half-step psychics of the demon clan. They were able to retreat dozens of feet, hurriedly took out the elixir and drank it to restore their magic power. He stared at Long Miao and the old demon Mo Xi with vigilance.
"You have some ability, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant here!" The tall demon clan man suddenly stepped over. He looked far away in the horizon, but in one breath, he came to the three and a half people. Standing next to the psychic, he shouted coldly.
"Who are you? Your body is like a cow, but your tone is not small!" Long Miao's face remained unchanged and he asked.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you will all perish here!" This man was even more arrogant than Long Miao. He glanced at him and Mo Xi and said expressionlessly.
After saying this, he didn't hesitate at all. He took another step forward and arrived in front of Long Miao in an instant. He directly punched him. The void rippled like water waves, and an extremely twisted depression appeared. Colorful lights continued, and powerful power appeared. monstrous!
Long Miao was startled, but he reacted quickly. He also used the ability of almost teleportation to move away from this position in an instant, avoiding the opponent's fist.
However, the opponent's strength was much higher than his, especially the ability to teleport. He actually captured his movement trajectory in an instant, followed him closely, and continued to move towards him with fists like a casserole. Call.
Long Miao was shocked. He raised the spear in his hand and let out a golden light, like a wall or a shield, blocking the opponent's attack. ()
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