The collision of magic Qi and body.

The evil Qi produced by the two makes people around feel great fear.

Evil Qi is negative energy.

The impact on human body is very huge.

Only Moxiu has this exclusive resistance ability.

But ordinary people, are far away.

However, with the collision of Chonglou and Yumo.

Yumo's look is more and more serious.

His heart, also more shocked.

Yumo, who came out of Beijing, has a natural pride in his heart.

It's like the superiority of a warrior.

After all, the northern territory of China is the site of the holy land of wanhuang.

Such a huge force as holy land, all the small clan forces, will crawl in fear.

In Yumo's eyes, whether it's four large doors or Chonglou, it's rubbish.

It is not qualified to be compared with the holy land of wanhuang.

Chonglou's strength is very weak, it is not comparable with wanhuang holy land.

However, Yu Mo this guy, as if he personally, as a ten thousand emperor holy land as powerful, always feel that he can despise everything.

After the real fight with Chonglou.

Yumo is a little unacceptable.

He never thought that the strength of Chonglou would be so strong.

"Bang!"

The transformation of inferior demons, even with blood to increase strength.

But it's not that strong.

Chonglou, after all, is able to use the chance of God King level inheritance.

Just the blood spirit pattern of the king of blood spirit is enough to fight against Yumo.

One punch.

The savage ancestor's fist blows out.

Yu Mo sends out a scream, and is blown out directly.

With such a change of events, Wei Lan, who watched the play, immediately became extremely cold.

"You, how can you be so strong?"

Yu Mo's face is startled.

Even if it is to go all out, used the purple devil blood feed and source spirit power.

But he still can't kill Chonglou.

Not only can we not kill Chonglou.

Moreover, Yu Mo can only reluctantly compete with Chonglou.

Instead, he was injured by the building.

This kind of result, directly let Yu Mo surprised a cold sweat.

"I said that."

"Your magic skill is just the transformation of inferior demons."

"Do you know what inferior means?"

Chonglou asked with a sneer.

"Inferior devil..."

"You are inferior. Your family is inferior."

"Wei Lan, I won't play with him any more. Let's fight together."

"Here's the boy."

Yu Mo roars.

"I gave it to you earlier," he said

Wei Lan said coldly.

"Do it!"

Wei Lan yelled.

The Yu mo of one side attacks to the heavy building again.

However, in the moment of Chonglou dissolving Yumo's attack.

Wei Lan claps his hand at the Chonglou.

"Chi..."

"Brother Chonglou!"

In front of a burst of blood light, empty Wen a face scream of call.

"I'm fine..."

Chonglou's figure flashed, and directly separated them.

He took a look at the bloodstain on his chest, and then saw the white bone spur in the palm of Wei Lan's hand.

Chonglou frowned slightly.

"Ha ha."

"Chonglou."

"My guhuangjing, you can have a taste of it."

Wei Lan said with a sneer.

"Wei Lan, it seems that your" guhuangjing "is really a success."

"It used to take you a long time to refine this crystal bone."

See the crystal white bone in the hand of Wei basket, Yu Mo a face envy of say.

However, Wei basket has this kind of strength, Yu Mo heart is also very happy.

Just now, with all his strength, he couldn't hurt Chonglou. Instead, he was hurt by Chonglou.

But now, as soon as Wei Lan made a move, Chonglou was injured.

Two people attack, Chonglou seems to be completely unbearable.