God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 4772 Prelude Five (4)

Isn't it the demon dance?

Heavenly Demon Dance, as the name suggests, knows where it came from.

That is magical power!

It's still the enemy's skill that is fighting with them with a bayonet!

The tribal elders were very surprised.

However, they have heard of the Heavenly Demon Dance in the legend, not everyone has the opportunity to see this dance.

I'm afraid it's someone with a high status in the Tianmo clan, but I haven't seen it.

They are about to carefully identify...

Suddenly, I was addicted to it.

Inextricable.

……

Half a day hurried past the mountain.

The terrifying attack of the Heavenly Demons finally came again.

Nan Junye and Xi Wuque only felt that the surrounding air pressure dropped suddenly, and the air seemed to be boiling.

The two quickly returned to the foot of the mountain.

Hiss--

They saw an unusual light in the evening sky.

Because the cracks are blocked, the space cracks disappear, and the sky becomes very clear.

On the other side of the sky is outside the boundary.

That light should be the divine tool, the light drawn on the boundary wall.

And that hiss...

The hissing sound like boiling hot water, and like a sharp sword scratching an iron plate, made people feel extremely uncomfortable listening to their eardrums.

The attack of the Heavenly Demons really came.

The atmosphere was depressing.

Nan Junye and Xi Wuque looked calm, but their hands were clenched with sweat.

They wait carefully.

after awhile……

The hissing was gone.

There were no holes in the boundary wall.

"blocked?"

Xi Wuque rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, a little in disbelief.

Isn't the opponent's weapon very powerful, it tore such a big hole before.

Nan Junye analyzed: "Maybe it's easy to tear open because there was a crack in the past... Now that the crack is blocked, it seems that the wound has disappeared, so it's naturally difficult."

After a pause, he said: "However, next, the Heavenly Demons should increase their strength. By then..."

Xi Wuque said helplessly, "I don't know how long I can stop it."

……

And beyond...

It's hard to beat.

People who saw this scene were also very surprised.

"It actually failed?"

Gan Juefei, the prince of the Heavenly Demon Tribe holding a magic knife, opened his mouth wide.

He lowered his head and looked at the magic knife.

The magic knife is fine.

Why, it didn't work?

He was a little bewildered.

Feng Xiaobai, who was in the crowd, also breathed a sigh of relief.

He is now on the periphery of the battlefield, where the danger is relatively low.

At all times, pay attention to the situation over there.

It turned out that the weapon was a magic knife.

The person who controls him is Gan Juefei, the devil son of the Heavenly Demon Race.

After he came out, he ran around and heard something, but he is not sure now.

Some people on the battlefield said that the magic knife was a divine weapon, but some said it was not.

With his eyesight, he really couldn't identify it by himself.

To be sure, the magic knife is strong.

Because, every time it is brewed, it requires a huge amount of power.

The Heavenly Demons specially opened up a tiankeng on the battlefield to absorb the magic energy for it, and sent a group of people to protect it, preventing people from the fairy court from approaching.

It can be said to be very cautious.

Feng Xiaobai doesn't cultivate magic energy, but the magic mist floating from the sinkhole alone can judge its horror.

And the magic knife must drain the power of Tiankeng before it can attack once.

The greater the power needed, naturally, the stronger itself!

Now, after one blow failed, Mozi threw the magic knife back into the tiankeng to absorb the power.

It seems to be preparing for the next attack.

And on the battlefield, those who were close to the big pit, regardless of whether they were corpses of demons or Xianting people, were thrown into the big pit by them.

The big pit glowed like a magic knife drinking blood.

Extremely wicked.

Feng Xiaobai's face darkened, avoiding the attack of the demon behind him, and ran to the other side, letting the ice chain gnaw on the weapon.

(End of this chapter)