Chapter 1150： Guardian of the Treasury (8)

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This is the moment of red-haired middle-aged man's loss of mind. The huge red blood ruler has been split on the red-haired middle-aged man. With a bang, the red-haired middle-aged man's body armor radiated a bright light, and then collapsed.

At this moment, a jade ruler blocked the red blood ruler in time.

The middle-aged red-haired man was awake, his eyes were clear, his jaws crossed his chest.

It was also at this moment that the power of the huge soul crushed by the soul grinding disc covered the red-haired middle-aged man.

The power of the soul crushed by the soul mill is powerful, and the reaction of the middle-aged red-haired man is immediately imprisoned. The blood red heavy ruler hacked again, slicing the Xuanyun jade ruler on the chest of the middle-aged red-haired man.

"puff!"

A spit of blood spurted out, and the red-haired middle-aged man without the light armor fell down like a disconnected kite, and sprinkled a series of blood flowers in the air.

After all, it was the early Emperor of the Eight Stars, who was still able to stabilize his body in the sudden fall. A golden vortex appeared, rippling with waves of golden light to isolate the power of the soul crushed by the black and white grinding disc.

So weird and powerful fighting skills, can even isolate the attack of the power of the soul!

In fact, this is indeed a very strong defensive fighting technique called "wanguangningxuan".

"I'll try!"

Seeing the rippling golden light of the golden vortex like a wave of water, the purple shadow suddenly wondered: Golden light is not water, but it is like water. Will her "field of snow and ice" be effective?

Purple shadow quickly approached the red-haired middle-aged man, and a cold current emerged. By then, the temperature of the Golden Square plummeted, and everything in the "Snowfield" range was frozen.

The Golden Light Vortex is also frozen! It is no longer a golden light vortex, it has become a large golden pillar with two large middle ends, as if time has stopped. The red-haired middle-aged man in the center of the golden light vortex was sealed in a golden pillar, like a cocoon to restrain himself.

However, the "field of ice and snow" can't trap red-haired middle-aged people. The middle-aged red-haired man whispered, his spirit was shaken, and the golden pillars collapsed immediately.

Ziying's lips burst into the smile she had anticipated, and her figure faded like a ghost. The next moment, a cold "snow dance" sounded as if from nowhere, and the diffused white air immediately condensed into a piece of crystal snowflakes, falling like a white butterfly flirting.

This scene is so enchanting. The middle-aged red-haired man shrinks his eyes. He could see clearly that the edge of the gorgeous white petals was as sharp as a knife. This is a snowflake, which is clearly the handle snow blade! It is deadly beauty!

But the middle-aged red-haired man has been unable to respond, or he has been unable to respond in a timely manner, because without the golden vortex, the power of the black and white grinding disc to crush the soul covers him again. His face became a little pale.

"Lost!"

The cold sound sounded again. Snow flakes without wind and hurricane drifted away towards the middle-aged red-haired man, and the figure of the middle-aged red-haired man was masked in an instant.

Snow flakes.

The snowdrift did not move.

What happened to the red-haired middle-aged man in the snowdrift? Everyone was looking forward nervously.

Suddenly, a violent drink came out of the snowdrift, then snowflakes flew, golden light rolled up, and the red-haired middle-aged man rushed out, with a jade ruler in his chest, a cold, calm face.

But everyone knew from the slightly angry expression of the middle-aged red-haired man that the middle-aged red-haired man was injured.

Yes, the red-haired middle-aged was injured, though not badly. He looked at the purple shadow that hurt him, his eyes could not tell whether it was praise or anger. I just wanted to have a golden vortex around my body, but if I look at Purple Shadow again, he has no choice but to give up. It consumes a lot of vindictive energy, and may be made into a self-binding cocoon by the cold current of Ziying at any time. It is really meaningless and too bad. He had to condense only the light armor, and slowly lifted the Xuanyun jade ruler obliquely under the influence of the power of the soul of the hood, without any slightness.

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