Chapter 1279

Crowe took a deep breath. Several men on his side were already around him.

”You're dia's son? "Crowe sneered and looked at the drift.

Liu Huo looks at Crowe coldly, without opening his mouth.

The monsoon smoke looked at Crowe in front of her eyes. On Crowe, she felt a powerful force. If half a day ago, the monsoon smoke had no absolute assurance, it could knock Crowe down.

But now

The corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke raised a sly smile.

After three waves of thunder, if one wave is not crossed, the strength will be doubled. If two waves of thunder are crossed, it will be the demon God and not her opponent. Although the monsoon smoke has only passed one wave of thunder, Crowe's strength is not as strong as the half god body of the demon God.

Monsoon smoke estimated the strength between itself and Crowe, and was eager to fight, killing the exiled parents and the culprit of the world.

But

"Wind and smoke." All of a sudden, Liuhuo raised his hand and stopped in front of the monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke looked at Liuhuo doubtfully, only seeing Liuhuo's red eyes staring at crow.

"This time, please let me alone." Only Crowe, who had to deal with the abnormal suppression of the voice of Liuhuo himself.

The eye bottom of monsoon smoke flashed a little surprise, then she took a step back clearly.

Liu Huo trusts her, and she naturally gives him the trust he deserves.

Crowe was still afraid of the power of monsoon smoke, but he didn't expect that Liuhuo would suddenly stop the action of monsoon smoke at this critical moment. At present, Crowe's big stone fell down, and a cold chill flashed across his eyes.

He was afraid of the sacred breath of the monsoon smoke, but the fire But it's the son of his own defeated general. What's the difficulty if he wants to defeat the other side?

The vicious mind wandered in KrO's heart. He could see that the relationship between monsoon smoke and Liuhuo was unusual. He was ready to take the Liuhuo and force jifengyan to let himself go during the fight.

"This is your death." Crowe sneered and rose from the throne, his huge black wings outspread behind him.

Liuhuo comes forward without saying a word, and the two powerful demons are facing each other.

"Is it really OK to let Liuhuo do it?" Linghe now quietly came to the side of the monsoon smoke, the heart does not need to worry about the flow of fire.

Monsoon smoke shook his head. "He's much better than you think."

Linghe is slightly stunned and doesn't say anything more.

There was no conversation between Liuhuo and Crowe. The two figures were fighting in the hall.

The messengers of the temple looked at all this in fear, and secretly wanted to attack. How could the monsoon smoke let their treachery succeed.

Before they did, the shadow of monsoon smoke was like a whirlwind. It blew in the hall of arrogance and wiped out the remaining ten Temple emissaries one by one.

That's the speed and the speed of the move. Seeing that the demons are convinced, they once again feel the good vision of their highness.

Although Croce was poisoned, the delay of the early array made him expel most of the toxins in his body, and his strength recovered by 90% at least. He thought he could easily take the Liuhuo down.

But after the fight, Crowe's idea is not so optimistic!

Although he was much younger than Crowe, his growing experience forced him to grow faster and stronger.

Liuhuo is extremely fierce every time he moves. His moves are attacking Crowe's key points!