"Scock, this Ye Fan can't be underestimated, and immediately launch a serial art formation!"
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Chapter 305
When the child heard Chen Long's words, his figure was startled.
He didn't expect to launch the long-term serial art formation so soon.
But the mouse did not hesitate, and immediately responded: "Yes, Master Chenlong!"
He immediately took out the formation that Chenlong gave him.
This is a golden disc.
There are a lot of arcane patterns on the surface.
The child mouse is holding the formation base disc in both hands, and the demon spirit aura of the eighth-sequence doomsday peak, all burst out!
A stream of blood-red demon spirit gas, all poured into the golden disc in his hand.
In an instant,
All the lines on the disk suddenly shine brightly.
A surging breath was suddenly released!
咚——
The surrounding space suddenly muffled.
Immediately,
On the base disc in the hands of the mouse, a golden beam of light was immediately released and went straight into the sky!
The invisible and intangible air was crushed by the beam of light into a mist of white smoke!
The thick clouds in the stratosphere were directly shattered.
The thick white clouds in a radius of a hundred miles all shattered.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became serious.
Bear--
The purple-golden flames burned on the body incomparably flaming.
Huh--
Ye Fan took a step forward, turned into a golden light, and immediately shot towards Zi Shu Biao.
No matter what the child mouse wants to do, Ye Fan is ready to kill him first!
Buzzing--
The pitch-black Soul Slashing Knife felt his awe-inspiring killing intent and began to hum in Ye Fan's hands.
The strong suffocation formed by the sword intent caused the surrounding temperature to drop again and again, and the heavy snow of goose feathers fell from the sky like the sky!
Whoosh--
A cyan demon spirit light and shadow suddenly tore the void and the snow curtain, and came towards Ye Fan!
Howl--
Longyin is shaking the sky, and the momentum is like a rainbow!
It is Chenlong!
Ye Fan glanced faintly at Chenlong and Jiaolong Demon Spirit, and said indifferently, "Looking for death!"
The lightly overbearing voice, shaking everywhere!
bass--
Ye Fan faced Chenlong with his right hand, and slashed fiercely.
The terrifying underworld sword gang, wherever it goes, whether it is snowflakes, void, or space, all are divided into two!
Chen Long's eyes condensed.
The dragon roar of the dragon and demon spirit also stopped abruptly.
Chenlong gritted his teeth and thought with a thought, the green-blue Jiaolong immediately turned into a large azure round shield, firmly blocking Chenlong and the son!
when--
The ear-piercing and sharp symphony of gold and iron suddenly sounded.
Click, click——
The dragon's shield shattered instantly.
The demon gang ripples burst into pieces, like a wave of air sweeping across the four directions, bursting away!
All the goose feathers fell into pieces!
In the high altitude of the snow and mist, Ye Fan shuttled past as fast as electricity!
He flashed, relying on his flesh forcibly, tore through the ripples of the demon gang, and came to Chenlong.
The right hand slapped it down fiercely!
咚——
The space becomes distorted under the palm of this understatement.
Chenlong's eyes widened in disbelief.
Howl--
The dragon demon spirit on his body roared hard, the dragon body stretched, and the dragon mouth opened wide, biting towards Ye Fan's palm!
Ye Fan's eyes didn't move, his eyes grew colder and colder.
The power of the palm of the hand is getting heavier and more violent!
Bang--