It was almost two or three rest time from the time of putting out his hand to killing the three people. The whole process was full of clouds and flowing water. However, the relaxed freehand brushwork of Di Ping scared Hu Jiu and ye Yue.
To be exact, he was scared to death. Yeyue's speed was faster than that of him. By this time, he was more than ten thousand meters away. However, he was consuming heavily. He was totally holding on. He could catch up with di Ping's speed soon.
He bit his teeth, moved his hand, and produced an object like antelope horn.
Obviously, this is not a mortal thing, just like a beautiful jade, the halo flows. As soon as this object comes out, the wind element becomes extremely active in the sky, as if entering the world of wind element.
"The wind, the shadow and the light!"
Hu Chen's eyes twinkled, which was the last thing for him to protect his life. Then his eyes sank and a clear drink aroused the antelope horn in his hand.
The antelope horn suddenly lit up, like a bright moon, and then the huge blue energy gushed into it, enveloping the Hu river. Suddenly, the air shook, as if a wind was flying away in the distance. The speed was several times as much as before, and almost caught up with Ye Yue between two or three breaths.
"It's the sixth level magic weapon again!"
Looking at the direction of the disappearance of hujiu, Diping felt the strong breath from the sky. His eyes flashed slightly, and he could not help feeling again that the Tianjiao of these big families were really rich.
Ye Yue used to have a Hu Jin mat at the bottom, but she still had a little support in her heart. Now she saw that she had run away with the treasure. Her eyes flashed, and her black armor suddenly flashed. In the next moment, a black energy resentment wrapped around her, just like a black arrow cutting through the sky and shooting away.
Di Ping was angry. He really thought he had no means. He wanted to crush himself with wealth. Today, he let them know that he was not without means, but disdained to use it.
"Purple flame Xuan thunder gun for me!"
Di Ping suddenly sacrificed the purple flame xuanlei gun in his hand, and suddenly xuanlei gun rushed into the sky and turned into a purple and golden flame dragon.
Ang!
The flaming dragon soared into the sky and roared, like a dragon chanting nine days. The terrifying voice shook the world.
He looked back and saw a huge flame roaring in the sky, sending out terrifying and terrifying power. He was immediately surprised.
"What is this for? Is it mad that you want to attack me at such a distance? "
However, at this time, his eyes had a bad feeling, and his heart felt a little uneasy and palpitation.
But ye Yue's face changed, suddenly the speed surged again, and rushed forward crazily. There was panic in her eyes. She saw the speed of Di Ping's flame dragon, and she understood what Di Ping wanted to do.
"Ziyan Huajiao, flying thousands of miles!"
Di Ping, standing on the top of the dragon, said with a deep voice.
Ang!
Suddenly, Ziyan dragon screamed, suddenly shook the tail of the dragon, rolled up the rolling flame, took advantage of the wind to control the thunder, just like a flame, the Dragon chased after them.
"It can still be like this!"
Seeing this scene, Hu Jian's face suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost. He tried his best to control the magic weapon in his hand and ran away crazily.
At this time, a more interesting scene appeared in the sky, a huge flame dragon flying in the sky, and in front of it, two groups of energy, one black and one green, crossed the sky like meteors.
At this time, outside the secret realm, sitting on the deck of hundreds of strong Rongyuan people, Hu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, showing a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.
"Kui Yangjiao has been inspired. It seems that the situation is hopeless."
As Tianjiao of the Hu Yang clan, Hu Jin naturally gave him the means to protect his life, but this means would never be used until the critical time. Now it is even inspired, which shows that the Hu Jing has reached a desperate situation.
Hu Feng felt uneasy. He looked at Van Ooty Sen, who was not far away. Tianjiao, the third emperor of dongmang, had fallen. The emperor almost broke out. If it wasn't for the one, it would have happened.
However, several Tianjiao of all ethnic groups have fallen down in this Kung Fu session, and all ethnic groups have suffered heavy losses. He has been worried, but he did not expect to come!
Does he Hu Feng clan also want to fall?
What happened to this secret place? Why did Tianjiao, who has countless means, die in large numbers? This is something that has never happened in any previous exploration of the secret place. Is there any change.
At this time, he even had some regrets. He knew that he had occupied an unlimited quota and could enter it to bring back the Hu village.
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