Gao Wu Arrives

"Om~"

The sea of ​​clouds surged again, but this time it was no longer white mist, but black mist. All the black fog seemed to have turned into a black ocean, stirring and roaring, sweeping across the world in an instant.

"Puff~"

The magic, Taoism, Taoism, etc. of He Zizai and others were all swept and covered by this black ocean, and they were annihilated in an instant, shattered, and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

"This...this is impossible!" He Zi lost his voice, his whole body was shocked unimaginably, and his whole body trembled.

They are near saints!

The six close saints shot, even if they were the most saints, they were enough to fight and fight with them in a short time.

However, in the face of this old monster, all their attacks were wiped out by such a light wind, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"There is nothing impossible, how does the ant know the greatness of the gods?" The old monster has deep eyes, and the old **** is there, clearly sitting there, but it seems to have disappeared in this space.

The endless black ocean smashed down, and He Zizai and others tried their best to fight, but no matter what kind of means was useless.

"Exit!"

He Zizai's eyebrows flashed, and a handful of shining water dragon scissors was sacrificed by him. In mid-air, accompanied by two dragon chants, the water dragon scissors turned into two purple dragons, one left and the other right, rushing away.

They passed all the way, the black ocean, like foam, was all smashed into pieces, and two long purple divine rainbows were clearly pulled in the black waves.

"Even the sacred artifacts are useless..."

The old monster smiled hoarsely. He didn't panic, stretched out a finger indifferently, and pointed towards the front, "Set!"

The black dark moon floating behind his head shook gently, and then flew straight out, zooming infinitely in mid-air, engulfing the two purple dragons in an instant.

"Qiangqiang..."

The sky-shaking clang sounded, the two dragons struggled crazily in the black dark moon, releasing endless divine brilliance, but no matter what, they could not be cut off.

He Zizai's eyes were red, madly urging the holy artifacts.

But at a certain moment, his face flushed, and a big mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out, and the connection between the holy artifact and him was severed.

The dark moon returned to the old monster's head.

But in the hands of the old monster, there was an extra handful of purple dragon scissors. The purple dragon scissors are like the most magnificent purple jade in the world, and the beauty is fascinating.

The old monster gently weighed it twice in his hand, smiled weirdly, and said: "Nice baby, I will accept it for you..."

At this moment, He Zi was uncomfortable. He staggered backwards for a few steps and then stood firm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were like wolf, and he roared: "Old stuff, don't be arrogant, there will be people in the future. I am waiting for revenge!"

"Kill!" He said, instead of retreating, he walked forward with indomitable tragic and vigorous strides.

At the same time, the other four people also rushed forward with red eyes. Only Ye Jianqing took a deep look at He Zizai and others and the unconscious Chai Shiming, then turned and left, rushing into the mist behind him like lightning.

......

"call......"

Chai Shiming's eyelids trembled, and when he opened his eyes blankly, he felt a headache and splitting. At the same time, he was surprised to hear someone breathing heavily in his ear.

Is it your own breathing?

He pondered for two seconds and found that it was not.

When his eyes gradually focused and he turned his head to look aside, his pupils suddenly shrank sharply.

A face of a middle-aged man appeared in his field of vision, with green eyes and a smile on his face, but he looked terribly bloody.

"you're awake?"