The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 897

"Boom..." Thunder was furious, and a giant dragon circled around, dazzling with thunder and entwined with purple light.

"Good guy! Dragon!" The horse-faced man gasped, feeling terrified that if he added a layer of protection later, this clone would be finished.

The thunder dragon soared into the sky, and the roar of the dragon roared like thunder and dragon chant.

"It's really dark to start." The horse-faced man tried to look into the void again, penetrating through the nothingness to see clearly the person who intervened.

His eyes were sour, but he still didn't see it.

"Amazing."

The horse-faced man said in a gloomy voice, "Aren't you afraid of the God of War?"

Thinking of something suddenly, the horse-faced man sighed quietly: "He's all gone by himself, and he can't take care of it. No wonder someone is so courageous."

The giant dragon hit the bell on the horse's face, and the horse's face shook for a while, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was faintly heard from the horse's mouth, and the roar of the dragon rushed away, echoing in the sky and the earth.

The thunder dragon was not crushed with one blow like the previous five thunders, but after a single impact, there was still power left. A divine dragon swung its tail, and the purple light-wrapped tail hit the horse's face heavily, dispelling the howling ghosts and wolves.

The thunder dragon rises from the sky, and it has enough energy to strike a third time!
Like the previous Thunder Phoenix, a heavy pendant came.

Thunder and thunder were mixed together, and the thunder dragon fell from a high place and hit the horse-faced bell. The ancient inscriptions on the horse-faced bell instantly dissipated and turned into wisps of gray smoke. Gaps.

And Thunder Dragon didn't have the energy left to strike the fourth time, and it disappeared.

The horse-faced man's eyes became more and more dignified.

The sixth thunder is equal to three thunders, so what kind of power will the seventh thunder have?
The horse-faced man thought brokenly: "The last thunder is coming, you must hold on, otherwise all my magic weapons will be wasted!"

Teacher Ma in the golden bell jar is already bleeding from all five orifices.

Ears, eyes, mouth.

He couldn't hear anything, bells, bells, thunder, everything was gone, the world became very quiet and quiet.

Like an old monk in meditation, he sat cross-legged, ignoring the two lines of blood and tears, but actually looked very relaxed.

The time interval between the appearance of the seventh thunder was too long, so long that the horse-faced people wondered if it would stop coming.

"The longer the time interval, the stronger it will be. Hey, don't really die on the seventh thunder?"

"No, no, it has to be covered!"

Horse-faced human body pain, heartache, toothache, trembling hand took out a small flag.

Small flags were thrown into the sky.

The little flag stopped in the air, one life made two, two made four, four made eight...

The densely packed small flags fell one after another, as if consciously choosing a place to insert.

The last small flag fell, and the formation was completed!
A ray of light enveloped the horse-faced bell like an egg shell.

It looks like it will burst when you poke it, like a bubble.

The seventh thunder finally gathered together, this time it was actually a light man!
It can be vaguely seen that it is a woman.

Wearing an ancient costume, although he is naked, he can see the silk floating behind and the design of the robe.

"who is it?"

"A black hand?"

"female?"

The horse-faced man racked his brains, but he couldn't think of who the light man looked like.

It can only be said that this light man is too dazzling.

The flashing light man stretched out his hand, and poked his fingers lightly.

The eggshell-like mask blocked this attack, but it still dented a finger pit.

The thunder light dimmed a little, and the light man made a second blow.

This time, a palm pressed down and deformed the mask, but it still didn't break.

The thunder light dimmed again, and the light man struck out a third time.

This time it's fists.

Rumbling, the fist piercing through the air, the thunder struck hard.

(End of this chapter)