Dragon Vein Martial God

Seeing Jiang Ting avoiding the sky, Mo sang suddenly changed his look. It was obviously unexpected that Jiang Ting dared to resist the sky in the hinterland of this green rainbow dangerous place.

"Elder martial brother, that's not true. If you don't resist the sky, you will die now. If you resist the sky, you can say whether you will die or not." Jiang Ting stepped on the golden giant sword and flew out of the encirclement with a few flashes.

Dao Gang? Yellow sand?

There's no time to attack.

"Roar..." a roar suddenly sounded from all directions.

In the area filled with monsters, the sky is a restricted area.

The movement here is not small. The Royal sky of Jiangting... I don't know how many monsters have been disturbed in a moment.

This time, both Qiu Jiu, who was deeply trapped in the sword array, and Mo sang, who was ready to pursue, looked ugly and sweated repeatedly.

One... Two

Soon, more than ten interest hours passed.

Unexpectedly, although there were many roars of the monsters around, no monsters came near.

What's going on?

Mossan was puzzled.

But... Without hesitation, he followed Yukong and began to attack Jiangting again.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting was very clever to avoid in the sky... Compared with before, he avoided more easily and freehand. Dao gang and spells flew all over the sky, but he couldn't even touch his clothes.

"Hurry up!" Qiu Jiu began to urge again in the sword array.

Mossan's action was a meal.

Then he clenched his teeth slightly: "you can force me into such a situation... Even if you die, you are proud enough."

"Who can't talk big." Jiang Ting shrugged slightly... He didn't miss any chance to attack his opponent's mood.

Mo sang showed his heartache and anger: "sharp teeth, like running, don't you? I'd like to see how you're going to run next..."

After saying that, he was more and more distressed. At the same time, he carefully took out one, which was a mixture of gold and silver, with colorful lines on the surface.

Suddenly, a faint palpitation appeared at the bottom of Jiang Ting's heart.

What is it?

Mo sang didn't know what Jiang Ting thought.

He looked at the seal character in pain and muttered to himself: "this time, I'm losing a lot..."

Mana spread, and the seal characters spontaneously ignite without wind.

Immediately... Immediately, a pile of strange translucent wings full of metallic luster suddenly appeared behind Mo sang.

"Go to hell!" the wings rotate slowly like a mechanism.

Steel plumes rose quietly.

What kind of seal character is that?

Before Jiangting understood, dozens of steel feathers rushed towards Jiangting, with the speed to the extreme.

However, Jiang Ting's reaction was there. Even if the steel feather was very fast, he still avoided it with a clever dodge.

Before he was happy... Countless palpitations suddenly appeared at the bottom of his heart.

"Bang bang......" the steel plumes suddenly exploded.

When he couldn't prevent it, Jiang Ting was hit by the edge of the explosion... Even if he avoided for the first time because of his intuition, he was still quite embarrassed.

The clothes were blown to rags, and the skin became as black as fire.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and maintained a layer of defense magic on his body surface, I'm afraid he would have been killed just now!

Mo sang Yin pitifully whispered: "it's good luck to escape the first wave. What's next?"

Looking up... More than a hundred steel feathers condensed behind Mo sang.

Jiang Ting pretended to smile and said, "what kind of seal character is that?"

That steel feather is really a little troublesome. It's too fast. Under a large-scale attack, he can't avoid the attack range... He can explode again.

"I'll know when I'm dead." Mo sang sneered. Instead of answering, he controlled steel feather and rushed towards Jiangting.

With the power of steel feather... It seems that he can only choose to fight with Mo sang.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting sighed: "I wanted to find a chance. It seems too late."

His means have not been fully developed, and the short moment of his words, steel feather has crossed more than half the distance.

There's no time to use magic tools. Small spells can't be dealt with.

I can only use magic... I hope nothing happens.

Although his mind was in a mess, Jiang Ting's action was not slow: "a read, a hundred flowers bloom."

Lotus blossoms began to bloom... Also at the moment when the lotus appeared, the sword light and green silk in the Qingfeng sword array disappeared in a moment visible to the naked eye.

Many steel plumes arrive... I don't know why, when the lotus is in full bloom, the steel plume approaching seems to fall into a quagmire, and the speed decreases countless.

But for a moment.

The mirages in the lotus rushed towards Mo sang one after another.

"Bang, bang, Bang..." there were many muffled sounds, and many steel plumes were suddenly detonated. The serial explosions caused the two phantoms to disappear before they could play their power.

"What?" Mo sang looked at the phantom that suddenly came back. He just felt creepy.

Run?

At a glance, he was sure that he could not run away... There was no phantom. It seemed that it was all directed at him. Even if he avoided, the phantom would track him.

And the speed of the phantom is too fast. He may not be able to hide.

You can only choose to collide with an attack or defend.

Suddenly, he had no time to attack each other. Then, he could only defend.

"No matter what tricks you play, it's useless to me... Rouyu!" Mo sang roared... And followed the roar.

The metallic wings behind him suddenly faded, leaving only soft and soft, just like hair.

Many steel feathers that haven't had time to attack have also been transformed... Then his wings suddenly elongated to protect him.

"Boom..." the phantom arrived and the terrible explosion rose.

The strong impact force hit mosan directly from the sky to the ground, and even hit a huge pit at least ten feet deep on the ground.

The smoke is all over the sky, and I can't see the specific situation... But Jiang Ting can feel that the smell of Mo sang hasn't disappeared!

So... With a flash of cold light in his eyes, the son blade and the mother blade cut off towards the ground.

At the same time, fireball, wind blade, water arrow... All kinds of messy small spells were used on a large scale by him; They hit the ground in an overwhelming manner.

About three minutes later.

Under the attack of his huge sword and small spells, all the smoke and dust were crushed.

The rest is a pair of broken wings. Through the wings, you can see the corners of mosan's mouth filled with blood.

Having resisted so many attacks, did Mo sang not die?

"What's your magic?" with the words, Mo sang with wings flew up from the pit.

Jiang Ting looked unchanged: "I also want to know what seal character you use?"

His magic is the most powerful magic in his hands at the moment. Even the sword array can't match the instant explosion.

However, after the pair of wings were transformed into the so-called soft feathers, they not only resisted his magic, but also resisted his endless attack for three full breath... Under this condition, the wings have not been broken?

"Mo sang, good job, ha ha..." a wild laugh suddenly sounded.

The Dharma sword forming the sword array was suddenly hit and flew.