Chapter 381： The Fall of Wraith Ancestors (2)

"Finally resisted!"

Le Shaolong and Ziying breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the numbness spread throughout the body, and a burst of hot pain straight into the heart. Under this severe pain, they even had toes that were a little weak, and they couldn't hold it for a while, and they fell down and sat down on the ground, and everyone quickly protected them.

"The third flag moves, Blood Sword Blast!"

In the blood array, the sword rises like the wind, and the spear's fragments are still some distance from the ground. The eighteen-handed blood sword is already approaching. The sword screamed and intertwined into an impenetrable sword net. The sword wind was so cold that it set off a raging wind.

Everyone was like a duckweed in the angry sea, swaying helplessly in the sky, unable to hold their body at all, and disordered the square for a moment.

For a while, the sound of whispering sounded, the sword net quickly passed the crowd, and the soldiers divided into two paths, directly attacking Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan wiped a sweat ball on his forehead, his bones and wings shook slightly, quickly adjusted his body shape, pulled out the ancient ruler of the fire, and greeted him calmly; while the hard-fought line of the screaming battle was unstable, he lost his balance, fundamental Unable to stand up for defense, but became a weakness in the team.

I have to say that the ancestors of the Wraiths grasped the fighter plane to the zenith. Just a few strokes revealed the weakness of the crowd.

Xiao Yan is the core of the team. Although the power of the soul is strong, it has only the strength of Samsung in the later period; Xiao Xiao is brave and the defense is very strong, but as long as his body is unstable, his weakness is significant. As long as two people are destroyed, the rest will be like scattered sand and will not break.

"Look how long you can survive!"

As soon as the voice of the ancestor of the Wraiths fell, the Blood Red Sword Net speeded up, and stabbed continuously towards Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan.

"Oh!"

Xiao Xiao drank the sound of shouting, Jin Guang covered his body, the armor appeared again, and the mysterious runes flowed in it.

During the impact of the two, there were continuous squeaking "squeaks", but only a few seconds of confrontation, the golden light armor was cut by the sharp blood sword.

At the same time, the blood red sword net was also quickly worn away, leaving only the sharp sword qi, engraved on the powerful body of Xiao Zhan's powerful body to see the blood stains on the bones.

As soon as Jian Feng passed, Xiao Zhan hurriedly took a few pills from the Na ring, swallowed them, and then sat down and closed his eyes, hurrying to adjust his interest rate.

Although Xiao Xiao barely blocked the two rounds of attacks from the ancestor of the Wraith, it also ran out of fighting spirit, covered with bloodstains, and was unsightly, but even so, Xiao Xiao could barely protect himself, so everyone retreated immediately. In front of Xiao Yan, the soldiers moved with their hearts, and they started a fierce battle with the sword net that was in the body.

The Blood Sword is unpredictable in an instant. The sword is strong and soft, fast and slow, and false and real, but in cooperation with the tacit understanding of everyone, the third sword of the Wrathful Ancestor's blood sword blast can only be finally Nothing happened.

"The fourth flag moves, blood halberds pierce the clouds!"

In the imagination, the ancestors of the Wraiths waved a large hand, and a huge blood dragon halberd appeared over the blood spirit array.

Halberds have been named the "Big Soldiers" since ancient times!

As soon as the blood dragon war halberd came out, the mighty power was surging. The space in the array was constantly turbulent and collapsed, and the blade pointed directly at everyone.

The power of Blood Halberd followed by the Blood Sword, and the combination was seamless. Although the coming is very slow and slow, it is as extreme as the ice of hundreds of millions of years. It seemed that even the soul would be frozen.

Slow, incredibly slow.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

In Xiao Yan's astonished eyes, the Blood Dragon Halberd was moving in the air at a near-stagnant speed, but the power it radiated was becoming more and more terrifying.

The air in the blood spirit array was astonished by the deterrence of the blood dragon halberd, becoming more and more solid. The crowd seemed to fall into a swamp, their movements became slower and slower, their hands and feet seemed to be bound by the force of a thousand pounds, uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Zhen Ni smiled slightly and looked at the people who were extremely tired under the pressure.

The three ancestors of the Wraith Spirit were hit, and the battle was severely wounded. Le Shaolong and Ziying also suffered a lot. Although Xiao Yan was safe and sound, the power of the soul was exhausted. At this moment, if the blood dragon war halberd is allowed to oppress it, I'm afraid everyone will turn into a mass of meat sauce.

Zhen Ni took a hard breath, and her slender hands, like jade, struggled to change and dance. Her whole body was fighting with vigor, and thick energy poured out through her fingertips. Suddenly, the air suddenly fluctuated and slowly sinking. Countless vines appeared abruptly on the halberd of the halberd, which was about several meters long.

The vines tangled up and quickly extended, absorbing blood and turning them into nutrients. Green leaves resemble the new life after rain, covering the entire Blood Dragon Halberd instantly.

"Oh!"

The blood dragon war halberd, bound by the green vine's death, made a sudden struggle, trying to get rid of this endless vitality.

"Bang! Bang!"

The vine was smashed by the powerful energy of the blood dragon war halberd, and then it was reborn again and again and again and again.

The balance between vitality and blood gas slowed down the pressure in the space, and everyone finally broke free from the pressure.

Xiao Xiao jumped up from the ground, strode out, his fists squeaked, and the anger filled with nowhere was released. He poured his strength into his right arm and punched him with a punch.

Although the blood of the blood dragon war halberd is very strong, although the strong blood makes the vines do not persist for a long time before the smoke and clouds disappear, but the blood dragon war halberd dims the color after fighting with the vines.

"boom!"

The blood dragon war halberd, which has not had time to replenish energy from the blood spirit array, meets the heavy punch of Xiaoshan!

Immediately after, it was the second punch!

"Boom boom!"

The sound of golden iron and iron rumbling sounded in midair, and the howling battle passed to the fist, and one punch after another, such as the violent shock, the tyrant blasted on the blood dragon war halberd unmatched.

"Woo--"

I don't know how many punches were blown out in the battle of Xiao, until the edge of exhaustion was exhausted, and a sound of resentment came from the Blood Dragon Halberd.

Hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff. Of course, the blood dragon war halberd will not be willing to be destroyed. The fragments scattered on Xiao Xiao's body immediately emit a lot of blood evil spirits, and back bite.

The thick flesh corroded the surrounding air, like a flame ignited, and a gurgling sound, but it stopped outside the golden armor of the howling war and could not enter.

"Uh!"

Xiao Zhan sighed, twisted his waist and twisted his knees, squatting with his knees raised, fortunately, his energy was passed from the toes to the thighs, and then passed to the right arm by the power of the waist, and the last punch came!

The fist meaning is straightforward and concise, the blood dragon war halberd finally can't withstand the last blow after repeated blows, and it is broken and scattered.

Xiao Xiao slowly drew his fists and fell beside the crowd. There was a bleed of blood on the corners of his mouth. He was obviously injured slightly, but his face was shocked: "This blood spirit array is really powerful. The victory was really thanks to the young lady's preemption. "

"This flag is more powerful than one flag, but now it is only the fourth flag, which has wounded Xiao Zhan repeatedly ..." Xiao Yan sighed, his face still dignified.

"The people who can break into this place are really not bad, but unfortunately, the blood spirit array is eighteen in total. As you said, now it is only the fourth flag. If you stop here, this play can end! "

The words of the grieving ancestors always sounded when the crowd was the most sullen, making people angry.

"Jack! You come out if you have one!"

Seeing that the battle of whistles was severely hit, Ziying couldn't help anger.

I can't see the true body of the Wraith ancestor, but he was trapped in the battlefield. This feeling of being completely weak with a punch on the cotton almost drove her crazy.

"Haha, challenge me, you are not qualified. Take my eighteen flags and say!"

The voice of the grieving ancestor came from his blood, and his voice was low and indifferent. The taunt of Ziying obviously did not cause him a trace of emotional fluctuations.

"That sounds good, I see nothing but a tortoise."

Seeing the towering blood of the eighteen parcels of flags drove the crowd closer and closer, the space became smaller and smaller, Zhen Ni was so anxious that she joined the ranks of Ziying and exerted her power on the ancestors of the grieving spirits.

Unfortunately, what responded to them was--

"The fifth flag moves, the blood axe asks the sky!"

The answer of the Wraith's Ancestor is concise and clear, and his only answer is to do it.

Blood flew, a round of sharp axes came in, and the grieving spirits that were painfully struggling inside could be seen on the axe.

The biggest energy of the grieving spirit comes from a bitter grudge after death. The source of the start of the blood spirit array is to burn the grudges of the grieving spirits, turning them into eighteen-fold flags of energy and condensing, repeated and repeated.

When a heavy collapse, the resentment spirit will melt into the battle again, and the resentment will be superimposed again, so the heavier than the heavier. If you want to play the final eighteenth banner, I am afraid that even the Seven Star Emperor will have to hate it.

Now it ’s just the fifth flag. The split axe makes everyone's skin tingling across the distance. Not to mention the eighteenth flag, even if it is the sixth, seventh, and eighth flags. I'm sure it will survive.

Although they are the best among their peers, they are not good at formation after all. In the battlefield, if the fog has blinded my eyes, I can only see the blood rolling back and forth, the grieving spirits raging, the cry and hissing noise disturbing the mind, and it is more difficult to see the way in the confusion.

The blood axe was approaching.

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