Chapter 1469

The pain as like as two peas in the city, the most joyful tonic, the human body is more and more true to life. Even the hairs and nails are different from human beings. His appearance and height are exactly the same as those of Wang Mang. The only difference is the momentum.

Wang Mang's momentum is as thick and majestic as the continuous mountains, while the momentum of Wu Jian is as vicious and infiltrating as his eyes!

The evil spirit summoned by the blood horse with forbidden technique is trapped in the cage made of dark fog, and its ferocious mouth is gnawing at the railing of the cage.

But no matter how hard it tried, the endless Black Mist in the air just made up for the dents he gnawed out in an instant!

"Jie --!" The little devil with sharp tusks flushed his eyes. Maybe he found that biting the cage was useless. He became more and more crazy. Like a shell, a small black ball shot out of his throat and stabbed straight at Wu Jian's forehead!

"Carving insects! It's vulnerable! " With a sneer, he lifted his right hand and waved it gently. The black fog immediately covered a large area in front of him.

The black ball was consumed silently in the fog with all kinds of twisted and ferocious faces, and no sound was made.

The bloody horse, who shed two drops of blood and tears from his eyelids, looked at the ghost like a trapped animal, and immediately bit his teeth in his heart, and his mung bean sized pupil contracted again.

His gray pupil can't see the trace of his pupil at the moment. His flexible fingers pinched several complicated formulas, and a terrible force that made the world change color came out of his body!

Wang Mang held his hand and looked at the blood horse quietly. He was not a fool, but now he just watched the enemy become stronger. His eyes couldn't help squinting. Even though the momentum of the blood horse had made the air around him emit a series of squeezing and exploding, he still didn't move a bit!

For this blood horse, his confidence is extremely sufficient. What worries him most is Penglai, who has never met, but is known as the so-called immortal. It's an immortal.

This group of practitioners still have a clear position on their own strength. What strength is Penglai that can be called immortal by all people?!

Wang Mang's eyelids drooped slightly. He didn't know, but the unknown is often the most terrible. I hope the blood horse with explosive potential can make him adapt to the indispensable battle with Penglai immortal in the future.

"I admit that you are very strong, but our practitioners are not made of mud. Even if I die today, I will beat you to pieces, and your spirit will be scattered!"

The blood horse roared and pointed at it. It was like a bullet flying towards Wang Mang. It was not just a bullet. In a short moment, the blood horse attacked hundreds of ways. The power of each way was so amazing!

Wang Mang's gesture of holding his hand changed slightly, his left hand arched slowly, his muscles full of strength and beauty began to bend, carrying a thousand tons of force to smash the space in front of him!

The twisted space-time cracks gradually healed, and more than half of the fingers shot at Wang Mang were destroyed by the space-time cracks. When the rest shot to Wang Mang's eyes, he just waved his hand and destroyed them!