Chapter 1091： Cut off

Chapter 1091

This is a bizarre flame, which is completely black and contrary to the normal flame. It is a common magic fire in hell. However, this fire is different from the magic fire. This is the essence of the fierce beast in Hell. This kind of fire is many times stronger than the **** demon fire and can burn everything. At that time, the five major beasts of the barbarians were helpless to this kind of demon fire and could not kill it. It can be seen that this demon fire is strong.

At this time, the flame of Lang Ang Bear was this kind of magic fire. If he was a demon from Hell, he slowly climbed from the flame.

He was surrounded by black flames, and his eyes were dark and thorough, and the flames were burning, which made people see the illusion that both souls were burning, so he dared not look directly, and the horror was boundless.

At this time, on his forehead, a strange magic pattern appeared ...

This is the shape of a dark flame. With the glow of this small flame, the magic fire around him burns more vigorously. With him as the center, the surrounding ground is spreading a black and the space is boiling. In general, people's eyes have become distorted because of the endless thump.

"Roar,……"

Lang Angxiong did not stand up. On the contrary, he stunned like a World of Warcraft, his mouth screaming at the mighty wind, slowly, the flame around him, centering on him, formed a **** three-headed dog The shape is so fierce that it suffocates and makes people suffocate.

"Humph."

The old man next to the platform hummed a little, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he said arrogantly, "It can be considered good to push him to this step, but unfortunately, it is destined to die in the hands of Lang Ang Xiong ... Alas, it's okay, it would be nice if we joined our pretty ancient family. "

He knew quite well about Lang Angxiong's situation at this time, so he was full of confidence, and looking at Feng Hao was like looking at a dead man.

The change of Lang Ang Xiong also calmed down the scene. The sacrifices to the old man were also dignified. He had made up his mind. If Feng Hao is not low and fights the reputation of the barbarians, he will save Feng Hao.

In his mind, Feng Hao's identity is greater than everything, even if he betrays faithfulness.

...

"So arrogant energy."

Feng Hao's face was dignified, his eyes tightly locked on Lang Ang Xiong's body.

The intensity of this dark flame is more than any energy he has ever seen, although he has long known that there are countless strange things in the world, especially the Lord of the Heavens Palace said to him that the unique constitution in the heavens and the earth.

In front of Lang Langxiong, he possesses a kind of magic power in Hell, which is the special magic fire of Hell's Warcraft monarch and **** three-headed dog.

"interesting."

Feng Hao didn't mean to be afraid. On the contrary, he was very excited, his fighting spirit was rushing, his hands were drawn in a row, and two strange and mysterious arrays appeared and appeared on his head.

"Oh, ..."

With the formation of a large array, a palm like a shrine is slowly condensed. Under the infusion of various forces, this palm appears dark purple, shining brightly, and there is an arc dazzling outside and rippling out. Shocking atmospheric charm, at this moment, the world groaned, it seemed that it could not bear the charm and rippled up.

"Roar,……"

At this time, Lang Ang bear roared loudly, and his hands were slammed on the ground, as if he were a monster dog, carrying the magic of the sky, a raging flame, and rushing towards the wind, wanting to tear into pieces .

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Feng Hao's face was right, his eyes were frozen, his handprints were pinched, his hand was flipped, and the big hand that appeared on top of his head was rolling like a chariot, and he fell directly towards Lang Ang Xiong.

"Roar."

At this time Lang Ang Xiong seemed to have lost his mind. When the big hand fell, he did not evade. On the contrary, he opened his hands and wanted to tear the big hand.

"Well."

With a thunderous sound, Lang Ang vomited blood, was smashed and flew out again, and the blood was scattered on the platform, proving that he was not badly injured.

Today, Feng Hao ’s strength has soared again, and the power and pressure of the earth-shaking fingerprints have all multiplied several times. He even confronted him with his physical body, which was purely death-seeking.

"Roar,……"

It was the landing, that Lang Aungxiong raged again, the power was not reduced, and he darted again, but he was greeted by a big hand.

"Sky Star Light Bomb."

He opened his mouth and spit out a gigantic flare of black flames, and greeted the big hand.

"Booming."

The two collided together and completely exploded. A mushroom cloud rose, and ripples and winds roared around the roll sheet in all directions. The scene was very grand, killing everything.

"go to hell."

Lang Angxiong avoided these strong winds flexibly, like a demon dog, holding two claws condensed by the dark flames, and grasped toward Fenghao.

"Well."

Feng Hao disappeared directly in place, but when he reappeared, he was holding a dark purple sword on the palms full of scales. Without any hesitation, he directly fell off Lang Lang's head.

"Hey."

Everyone saw a sharp arc crossing, and they saw blood blooming and a scream of screaming.

"stop."

A panic screamed loudly, and everyone saw a figure rushing into the ring, pulling out a figure.

It was the old man on the platform. He shot and saved Lang Ang Xiong.

Although Lang Angxiong avoided a fatal blow, his left arm was chopped down by Feng Hao and remained on the ring.

There is nothing that can't kill the sky-scratching who carries the energy of sky punishment.

"Hmm ..."

Holding a large sword, he stroked continuously, Feng Hao directly smashed this arm, and his bones were broken.

For those who have been confirmed to be enemies, he does not need to keep his hand, but he is not able to kill the freak, and he has some regrets.

"Do not,……"

Watching Feng Hao chopped into countless broken arms, Lang Angxiong shouted sternly, and his eyes were full of bloodshots. If the old man did not imprison him, he would pounce on him desperately.

If an arm is broken, it is almost impossible to regenerate it. Unless the broken arm is intact, there are still some possibilities.

"You guys are so hard."

The old man took a deep look at Feng Hao, whispered to the sacrifice old man on the beast temple, cut through the space, and left Lang Aung with a wolf.

"ruthless."

Feng Hao dismissed the corner of his mouth, exhaled slightly, and let go of the huge sword in his hand. The unicorn arm returned to normal, and looked towards the beast temple. Then he saw that the sacrifice old man was looking at himself with a smile.

However, deep in his eyes, Feng Hao also saw a touch of fiery and respect.

Feng Hao shuddered, shook his head slightly, and jumped off the ring without thinking about it.

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