Li Yundong nodded and said, "that's right! But after a long attack, the asters are losing their spirit, and her attack looks fierce, but she can't hit the other party once, let alone hit the other party's key. If an orange child hits the asters once, it's over!"

Zhou Qin sighed: "in the final analysis, it is still a problem of strength gap."

Li Yundong looked dignified: "the orange child is possessed by the gods at this time. His strength is several times higher than that of Ziyuan. If someone else wants to change, he's afraid that Ziyuan will surrender and lose without war. But Ziyuan can fight like this with absolute weakness. It's really great!"

While they were talking, the situation on the field had become more and more obvious. The attack of Ziyuan had been greatly weakened, but the three war souls controlled by orange child were more and more fierce. Every time they were hit back by Ziyuan, the speed of counter attack was faster and faster, and Ziyuan had almost no time to attack orange child.

At this time, even the blind people saw that the asters were bound to lose. They were heavy in their hearts. They looked at each other and said secretly: how can this orange child be so strong? Ziyuan is so strong that most of them are not her opponents. Who can beat her here? Is it difficult that our Chinese spiritual world has been humiliated like this?

The orange child, who had been beaten by the aster, saw that the crazy attack of the aster had basically stalled. The quiet fairy, who came out of the dust and was elegant, was also panting and had hairpins in disorder. It was obvious that the real yuan would not continue.

The orange child smiled coldly: "it's over!" after that, she turned her left hand and waved the flag in her hand, and a thick black fog poured out from the flag. In the black fog, ferocious undead appeared one after another, like a black undead gas wall, blocking all the way in front of the Ziyuan, pushing towards the Ziyuan, and behind the Ziyuan, One of the three souls jumped up from behind, the other jumped up high to prevent the aster from escaping from above, and the other was a low body, waving a long knife to chop at the aster's legs to prevent her from getting out of the ground again.

This time, the asters were really sealed up, down, left and right, so that they should not be called every day and the earth is not working!

With a cry of surprise, Zhou Qin, Su Chan and Ruan Hongling also stood up and shouted, "no!"

Ziyuan also showed a look of despair in her eyes. She couldn't help thinking: is it difficult to die in the hands of the Japanese?

As soon as Ziyuan gritted his teeth, he was about to fight a fish dead net, but suddenly he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him.

The man held the seal of the Ming king in his hands and drank the truth: "Hong!"

He pushed his hands like a golden Buddha wall towards the black wall of the dead.

The two walls collided and suddenly roared. The black gas escaped everywhere, leaving only the Golden Buddha wall still standing!

Before Ziyuan could react, he heard the people shouting, "be careful!"

The man turned around, grabbed his arm, grabbed his waist and pulled himself behind him.

Ziyuan turned around at this time. She found that the long knives in the hands of the three undead controlled by orange child had hit the man's face, only an inch away from the tip of his nose!

Ziyuan was shocked and was about to help, but he suddenly shouted loudly!