v2 Chapter 1255： Scarlet giant

Zhao Yan with a sneer on his face, let the six demon gods continue to attack, the Heavenly Devil holds a spear, bursting out an amazing momentum, is about to give the final blow to the multicolored energy cover.

suddenly!

A figure appeared in front of Zhao Wei, punching Zhao Hao out with a punch, Zhao Wei's body flew out and landed on the ground and pulled out a big pit.

The attack of the Heavenly Devil also stopped.

Zhao Wei climbed up from the ground and coughed up a blood. He looked with a anger and looked at the white-haired boy who appeared in front of him.

The white-haired boy is naturally the second-ranked person. He was going to the third floor, but he felt the terrible fluctuations scattered here, so he rushed in and watched Zhao Wei and Bai Shengjun fight. He did not hesitate to help. Bai Shengjun.

Because Zhao Wei is currently ranked first, his plan has the greatest impact, so he must kill this threat.

The white-haired boy turned his head and glanced at Bai Shengjun, his voice with a hint of majesty, and said, "I am now working together to kill this person!"

Bai Shengjun did not want to agree, because Zhao Wei is now his enemy, the white-haired boy is helping him, and the dark source crystal he must get, this can make the exercises further, forming the yin and yang five elements.

Sindra looked at the emergence of such a terrible strong, shocked, and there was a hint of fear, the body was quietly retreating, intending to escape first.

She had just surrendered to Zhao Wei, naturally she did not have much loyalty, and at that level of fighting, she was unable to help.

Jinlong looked at the white-haired boy and said to Zhao Wei, "The person's breath is very strange. It should be that some kind of strong man hides the power and enters the ruins of the imaginary. You can be careful. He is terrible."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wei was also dignified and did not understand why the white-haired boy was involved, as if he had no grievances with him.

"Hey!"

The white-haired boy disappeared instantly in the same place, appeared in front of Zhao Wei, palms like claws, with five cold mans, grabbed Zhao Zhao.

"boom!"

A dull voice came out, and Zhao Wei went to the side to hide. The five cold awns brought out by the claws marked five deep paw prints on the ground, two meters deep.

Zhao Wei looked at the white-haired boy with anger. Now that he is involved, it can only fight. Then Zhao Wei is trying to control the six magic statues and attack the white-haired teenager.

How could Bai Shengjun make Zhao Yi wishful, stretch out a hand, a colorful tentacle with a strong breath, and entangled six magic statues. Now this terrible six monsters are responsible for the containment.

Zhao Yan’s face changed, and now it is impossible to mobilize the power of the six magic images. The situation is somewhat dangerous. Perhaps you can consider losing at this time.

But Zhao Weigang had an action, and the white-haired boy was caught in the void, and countless blood-colored breaths rushed out, condensing a **** pike, with fierce power, projecting against Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei held the sword of the dead family, slammed it with a force, and a gray sword light smashed out, smashing the **** long gun that was shot.

The white-haired boy was holding a long gun, and a sword step rushed forward. The pointed head stabbed Zhao’s throat, and the huge sharpness made Zhao’s hair rise.

Zhao Wei was motionless, and countless black breaths poured into his feet. A black circle of tens of meters wide appeared with a strong scent.

Oh...

A three-finger black thorn, with fierce strength, stabbed from the black circle, the power seems to be able to pierce the steel, Zhao Yu used the king of the king for a long time.

The white-haired teenager's face changed slightly, and he reached out and grasped. There were countless blood-colored breaths, and a **** long gun was condensed. The white-haired teenager held two long guns and the body rotated. The black thorns stabbed in the past.

Zhao Yuping lifted the sword of the dead family, and the sword of the dead family gave off a strong sword light, and a powerful sword lighted to the white-haired boy.

"boom!"

That huge sword light, with fierce sword power, smashed the whirlwind directly, but did not see the white-haired boy.

Zhao Xin was shocked and felt that the danger behind him was approaching, and the backhand was thrown out.

"Hey!"

Jianguang and the blood-colored rifle collided together, and issued a piece of steel intertwined sound. The long gun that stabbed Zhao Yu was also missed by Zhao Wei.

The white-haired boy snorted, and a huge **** scent emerged. A giant blood tiger formed behind him, making a huge roar, fiercely rushing to Zhao.

Seventy-two blood-colored energy **** floated out from Zhao’s body, forming seventy-two blood lances, and then simultaneously fired them out. Seventy-two rifles were turned into a stream of light, running through the body of the huge blood tiger. Blood is turned into countless blood gas dissipated.

"boom!"

The white-haired teenager did not know when he appeared on the side of Zhao’s body, and lifted his foot and kicked it toward Zhao Wei. The huge force kicked Zhao Hao out.

"cough!"

Zhao Yu lightly coughed out a blood, and his face was replaced with a sword of murder. The blood of the whole body began to burn. www.novelhall.com~ A horrible emperor breath spread, and the original **** killing sword was gradually dyed. Black blood, with a blood pressure of the emperor, like the soldiers of the emperor.

"boom!"

A loud noise was emitted, and the sword of the killing sword in the hands of Zhao Wei exudes a black Jianguang light, penetrates everything, like a black sun shrouds the world, and the whole world is immersed in the terrible pressure of the emperor, and the space seems to be distorted.

A virtual shadow emerges around Zhao Wei. There are angels without heads, demons with broken feet, only the upper body, the elves with only half body, and countless soldiers who died in battle...

Numerous corpses that emit black light emerged in the body of Zhao Wei, like a vast black corpse sea. The momentum of a terrible destruction spread out, causing the world to change suddenly.

The white-haired boy looked at the trick that Zhao Wei showed, and his face was a bit serious, and a huge blood gas poured out from the body.

Those **** breaths did not dissipate, but entangled around the white-haired teenagers. Gradually the blood gas gathered more and more, the blood gas became more and more concentrated, and a huge pressure came out.

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and I saw that the blood gas was constantly changing and expanding, eventually forming a blood-colored giant with a height of a thousand meters, emitting a huge momentum of standing on the ground, making the world tremble.

Zhao Wei waved the sword in his hand. The huge corpse sea, with the terrifying momentum sweeping the world, rushed to the **** giant.

The blood-colored giant held a long gun and screamed at the sky with a brave and invincible momentum.

"boom!"

The huge black corpse and the blood-colored giants rushed together to make a loud bang, and numerous corpses were turned into countless black breaths under the impact of the giants, and the power of the Scarlet Giants was rapidly decreasing.

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