Chapter 810

Five or six minutes later, the attack of Ning Xiaolei and Qin Yu falls on him at the same time while the Qichong is frozen by AO Xueer's cold.

Scream in the sound, that seven heavy body split, a large area of blood scattered, body breath instant decadent.

The black devil's Jiaodao took the opportunity to flash and cut off his head.

Ran Yiwang's bubble also fell on the headless body at this time, directly pressing it into a pool of blood mud.

"Hoo, Qichong is hard to kill."

Ning Xiaolei sighed.

Their five besieges, even though the other side was at the end of the storm, still took a lot of time.

"It's quite different from the four realms!"

Aoxueer speechless white ningxiaolei one eye, this is also too unsatisfied!

It's amazing to take part in the encirclement and killing of Qichong with the cultivation of Sanchong's later period.

"It's the same. It's so different. Hehe."

Ning Xiaolei smiles, feels embarrassed and ignores this.

Turning around and looking into the distance, the four demons surrounded the blood red ancestor and Taylor, and it was also a critical period.

It's not heyday at all, and it's hurt, but eight is eight, and it's not so easy to win.

At the moment, a few big demon gods one by one killed all over the body blood, oneself also suffered not light injury.

But the blood red ancestor and Taylor are more miserable. The blood red ancestor had broken an arm before, and now even lost a leg.

I don't know if his magic was useless or if he was killed by the water Unicorn king and other demon gods.

Taylor is better, but only relatively.

On his head, a huge scar was so ferocious that it almost cut off his whole head.

On the body, is dense, does not know how many bloodstains, the blood is all over the body.

"Kill, roar!"

Several demon gods roar, one by one kill to crazy, fight to now, they have been stimulated in the heart of anger.

The enemies we dealt with before were relatively weak, and we haven't let them kill to this extent.

Ning Xiaolei watched for a while and didn't ask anyone to help him. He felt that the four demon gods were fighting for a breath at the moment, but it was not good to help.

But on the side of Xuehong Laozu and Taylor, they are worried.

Up to now, there are only two of them left, and they are seriously injured.

If there is another siege, they are likely to fall here.

Although in their heyday, the other side was not worried at all, but now, they are seriously injured, and if someone else takes part in it, it will turn over.

Blood red ancestor and Taylor look at each other and see each other's retreat. If they don't leave at this time, they may not lose.

At this time, Ning Xiaolei suddenly shot, a huge golden cymbal from the sky, the four demon God and two people are locked in it.

"I said, I won't let you go. You can't leave them alone. They'll die."

Ning Xiaolei opens his mouth and turns his mouth slightly. This golden cymbal is Huang Mei's magic talisman. He can't break it with his blood red.

"Damn it, hateful boy."

Blood red ancestor and Taylor yelled, bombarding the golden cymbals.

However, their attack only made the golden cymbals lighter and unable to break in a short time.

Seeing this scene, the water Qilin king and the other four demons were overjoyed and launched a more fierce attack, which made them spit blood.

"I'll never die here."

Blood red old ancestor yells, full face ferocious, no longer attack gold cymbal, back to fight.

Taylor's eyes showed despair, but had to continue to fight with the four demons.

But the more he had no confidence in the Vietnam War, he found that his opponent was not a simple monster at all, and his fighting consciousness and experience were terrible.