Chapter 917

Even, there are more and more deserters in the light camp!

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

According to this momentum, it may not be long before the whole line will collapse!

Collapse... Only between the lines!

The collapse of these ordinary battlefields has little to do with the overall situation, but more importantly... The pillar of Saint tianmeng, the purple plume Saint emperor, is in an absolute crisis.

"Thunderstorm demon emperor? It's you?"

"Looks like you were ready to ambush from the beginning?"

Ziling looked on coldly.

"Hehe, an ambush is not enough. It's just... I made some preparations in advance!"

"Sure enough, it is the first genius of the yaori Galaxy in ten thousand years. The speed of cultivation is jealous of the demon emperor!"

"Maybe it won't take long to be promoted to the master of the three star emperor!"

The red robed old man's eyes twinkled with fear.

Talented people from generation to generation, each leading the coquettish for hundreds of years!

This is true, but this level of genius will certainly pose a great threat to the devil Pavilion and even the dark camp to some extent!

Now there is still a glimmer of possibility to eradicate it. If we delay it, it will really become a disaster!

"Hum! The old man still talks as much nonsense as ever! Fight if you want! Get out if you don't!"

The purple plume snorted coldly, and then directly attacked Zhou value, the demon messenger of the magic heaven Pavilion, who was badly hurt on the other side.

It's better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers!

At this time, we must make an early decision!

For example, at the moment, if she deals with the two powerful monarchs of the magic Pavilion at the same time, she must have no chance of winning.

But if you kill one first, there may be a chance of World War I!

Seeing the action of purple plume, the old man in red robe sneered and immediately rushed over.

"Dare you be presumptuous in front of the demon emperor?"

"Arrogance!"

The old man in red robe gave a cold drink and then directly attacked Ziling.

Lightning flashes around, and ten thousand thunder surges!

The old man in red robe calmly waved his hand, and countless thunders gathered and rushed towards the purple plume.

Ziling didn't dare to be careless at the moment. He was in a tight state and tried his best to avoid the crazy thunder.

Bang

Finally, Ziling was defeated and was hit by a thunder regiment, and his body retreated out.

"Poof..."

A wisp of bright red blood appeared from the corner of purple plume's mouth, and his body couldn't stop falling from the air

The falling position is where Fang fan is.

Fang fan takes a deep breath, strides forward and catches the purple plume emperor of the holy alliance from the air.

Fang fan's hands touched the plump young woman Ziling in front of her, and her first reaction was very numb! Very numb

"Hiss... The power of lightning... Is so strong!"

Fang fan frowned and took a deep breath.

"Fang fan?"

"You... You go! Run! Run! The people of the magic Pavilion will not let you go! Cough... Cough... Evacuate quickly!"

When Zi Ling saw Fang fan, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Then his face changed dramatically again and hurriedly urged Fang fan.

"Help me... Help me up, I can... I can continue to fight..."

Ziling's body trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually became firm

"I'm gone. What do you do?"

"It's all hurt like this! Can you stop!"

"Stay here and recuperate!"

"Use this healing card of the emperor's territory first!"

Fang fan glared at Zi Ling and then directly delivered an emperor level healing card.

A king level healing card only needs five divine crystals, while a king level healing card needs 500 million divine crystals

Can only say, good special black!