Chapter 925

The man in black was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to show it.

In the carriage, Gong Zhengyu's face became paler and paler. The blood from his hands dripped on the carriage from his wrists. He sat quietly in the carriage and said slowly, "I see."

With Gong Zhengyu's response, the giant magic soldier standing behind the people in the star picking tower suddenly stepped forward. With every step of it, the earth under people's feet was shocked!

The move of the giant Shenbing made the killing intention of the people in the star picking tower stronger, while the faces of the people in the Yanluo hall were as pale as paper.

But

The monsoon smoke urged Bai Ze to take a step forward.

"Ji Chengzhu, be careful! The Colossus is immune to all magic. " Duanmu Hongru can't help but make a cold sweat for the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke turned to look at the worried Duanmu Hongru and smiled softly, "don't worry, I don't need magic to hit it."

Duanmu Hongru was slightly shocked and smiled bitterly. Even if it's a weapon, it can't hurt such a huge magic soldier.

However, the monsoon smoke has turned around and looked up at the ancient and old giant magic soldier. She can't feel any aura on this giant magic soldier, and there is no magic wave. Instead, there is a very strange power. That power seems to replace the energy core of the giant magic soldier and provide a continuous power for the giant magic soldier to be activated finally 。

The monsoon smoke was not comfortable with the breath from the giant magic soldier, which was twisted and full of darkness, which made her feel disgusted instinctively.

Giant Shenbing has come to the front of the monsoon smoke. Its tall figure in front of the monsoon smoke is like a mountain that can't be crossed. Baize and the monsoon smoke in front of it are like ants on the ground.

Gong Zhengyu looked at everything in front of him. His brow was light and wrinkled. His bloody hand trembled faintly. His fingers were stiff and he wanted to tighten, but he finally gave up. He lowered his head and stopped looking at the monsoon smoke confronting the giant magic soldier.

"Let's do it..." The hoarse voice came from the mouth of Gong Zhengyu.

With the order of Gong Zhengyu, the giant magic soldier in front of the monsoon smoke raised his thick arm as if it were a hill. He immediately clenched his fist and smashed it against the opposite monsoon smoke!

"Ji Chengzhu, be careful!" Duanmu Hongru's heart suddenly mentioned the voice and eyes, and gave out a nervous roar.

However

Just as the giant magic soldier's fist was waving, the monsoon smoke sat motionless on Baize's back, and a faint smile could be seen on that beautiful little face.

A huge black shadow rushed out from the back of the battlefield. Almost in a flash, it directly hit the giant magic soldier who was ready to attack the monsoon smoke. A huge hand was waved out, and the blow of the giant magic soldier was firmly clasped in his hand.

The behemoth appeared behind the monsoon smoke, like a guardian God standing proudly to defend all the injuries. It was a mighty and powerful giant soldier, standing steadily behind the monsoon smoke, which blocked the fatal blow of the giant soldier in the star picking tower for the monsoon smoke!

The smile on the lips of the monsoon smoke deepened at the moment. She tilted her head leisurely and looked at the stunned people in black in the star picking tower. The smiling voice came out.

"The great soldier? I'm sorry, you have, and so do I. "