Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

I saw the flames and the black mist entangled together, as if two souls were fighting, there was black in the white, and white in the black.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and the breath is getting more and more evil.

Mo Xingchen stared nervously. Although his mind was connected with the White Flame King, he couldn't use his strength at all at the moment, but Mo Qianye was different. This evil magic method needed to consume his energy, so he kept waving his fists As he looked, his face seemed to have been frozen, sharp and sharp.

Mo Xingchen's mind suddenly moved. Seeing Mo Qianye facing the White Flame King with all his strength, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his figure suddenly flashed, and quickly appeared beside Mo Qianye's left hand, and aimed a big fist at Mo Qianye. Chiba blasted out.

Mo Qianye sneered and said, "I'm overestimating my strength, thinking that I can sneak attack this young master?" Mo Qianye didn't move at all, but pushed his body forward, directly resisting Mo Xingchen's fist.

Mo Xingchen only felt his fist hit a steel plate, and he flew upside down. At this moment, the strength of Mo Qianye's armor has actually reached eight-star strength. No wonder he and Bai Yanwang can fight together calmly. No difference.

As soon as Mo Xingchen retreated, Fan Xiaolin rushed forward. Mo Xingchen flew out, and Fan Xiaolin turned into gray mist after being kicked.

When the gray mist dissipated, Fan Xiaolin reappeared, and charged at Mo Xingchen fiercely again.

Dragon and Tiger appeared and began to pester Fan Xiaolin instead of Mo Xingchen, because Fan Xiaolin was immortal, it was really difficult to deal with, and Mo Xingchen now wanted to take the opportunity to defeat Mo Qianye.

Mo Qianye was watching the tug-of-war between the black mist and the White Flame King, but he didn't seem worried at all, and a puzzling evil smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Baiyan King, how is it?" Mo Xingchen asked in his heart.

"This guy's evil magic method is very weird. It can enhance his strength. The flames of this king have no effect on his black mist and cannot be burned. This king has to get close to his body." Bai Yanwang is also depressed, without substance Burn something sexual to him, this black mist is basically to block the effect of entanglement, and what surprised him was that the evil breath in this black mist made him extremely uncomfortable, reminding him of his companion beast brought him of fear.

Mo Xingchen moved in his heart and said, "It's better to introduce the black mist into the flame furnace!" After speaking, a huge green and black medicine stove appeared above Mo Xingchen, and the White Flame King immediately surrounded the black mist and poured it into the medicine furnace. Furnace mop.

Mo Qianye was startled, and waved his hands again, the black mist burst and dissipated, revealing the golden white flames of the White Flame King.

Mo Xingchen snorted coldly, and rushed towards Mo Qianye with the stove.

Mo Qianye narrowed his eyes, and suddenly let out a sharp whistling sound from his mouth, and black mist erupted from his whole body, causing his hair to fly upwards, his white robe flying, and his breath rushed upwards again.

"No, this guy's strength surpasses this king's, reaching the peak of eight stars! Damn, what kind of monster!" Bai Yanwang immediately stopped Mo Xingchen.

Mo Xingchen gritted his teeth and said: "He forcibly increased his strength, and he can only last for a while. As long as we survive this blow, we can defeat him! I will resist your sneak attack!" After finishing speaking, he raised his head to the sky and roared, pushing Yan Huotian Lu directly faced Shangmo Qianye's palm, which was rapidly making a complex handprint.

"You don't want to die!" Bai Yanwang's heart was about to burst, "I'll give you a sneak attack!" After speaking, the golden-white flame burst out in a large area, and rushed towards Mo Qianye with the flaming furnace.