The arrogant beast-riding goddess

Chapter 780 [Bai Ze, the swamp of white terror] (7)

There was no provocation, no contempt, only endless coldness, without any trace of human emotion, as if at this moment, Bai Ze had transformed from a person into an indestructible rock.

Having already turned around, the members of the dragon group who were about to leave suddenly turned around and looked at Bai Ze angrily.

Everyone is thinking, is this guy courting death?He had already let him go, couldn't he see it?Or is he trying to court death?

Everyone in the dragon group was still suppressing a surge of anger and resentment in their hearts. Bai Ze's words were like a fuse, which directly ignited their anger.

Leng Meiying turned around slowly, with tears still on her face.

There was a wave in Bai Ze's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Bai Ze, I know what you want, I didn't underestimate you, please look at me squarely, do you think you have a chance of winning today?" Leng Meiying was adjusting her emotions, this feeling made her in a dilemma Made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Really? You know what I want?" Bai Ze's voice was still emotionless.

This question is very sad, does Leng Meiying know what he wants?

maybe!
At least, Bai Ze himself doesn't know what he wants.

Is it pure and perfect love?Or the supreme imperial dominance?

Can't tell, don't know.

Cutting constantly, the reasoning is still chaotic...

"Hmph, Bai Ze, you want to die, today we will fulfill you!"

Through the ties in the soul, Qitong understood the dilemma of Leng Meiying, so he took a step forward and took the initiative to block Bai Ze's gaze for Leng Meiying.

Bai Ze looked like an old-fashioned stone statue, but he just hooked his finger at Qitong: "If you have the kindness, come here!"

Qitong laughed, the front of the fist shook, and a pair of fists of flesh and blood suddenly turned into fiery red magma fists. When the toes touched, a ball of magma the size of a fist was emitting black air, and punched towards Bai Zelingkong. As fast as a bullet.

Bai Ze stood still, like a stone sculpture.

"Ah la la, let me try your skills!"

Du Xiao took a step forward, waved his palm, and an ice sword came out out of thin air, exuding clouds of white smoke, and slashed on the magma.

The ice sword didn't split the magma, but when it came into contact with the magma, it instantly froze it into a mass of reddish blue ice, unexpectedly freezing the hot magma abruptly.

Seeing that the first move failed, Qitong did not panic, without touching the ground, leaned forward, and rushed towards Du Xiao like a big eagle.

Suddenly, the magma on the fist became bigger, like a bubble, it slammed towards Du Xiao.

Du Xiao was also an old hand, and he was not intimidated by Qitong's aura. The ice sword moved horizontally and pressed down, with a trace of icy air, and struck heavily with Qitong.

These two people, a magma and an ice sword, (does this look familiar? Hehe.) are not authentic weapons, but when the attacks of the two fell together, they aroused a huge golden wave. The sound of iron traffic.

"Boom!"

Nuo Da's imperial palace obviously couldn't bear the power of these two saint-level powerhouses. Thick stone pillars continued to break, the sky began to shatter, and if the continuously flying magma hit people, It can burn the whole person into a stick of fire in an instant, and when it hits the building, it will directly burn a large flame, which cannot be extinguished even if it is thrown.

(End of this chapter)