While everyone was immersed in consternation, Wang Peng was also in silence, and he tried his best to ease his hot, hot, and chaotic brain and soul.

However, after five seconds passed, after looking at the two golden dragons that suddenly appeared, shattering the turtle shell formation, and destroying the replicas one after another, the bone dragon divine arm bow in Wang Peng's hand also raised a dense rain of arrows again.

"It's moving, Wang Peng is moving again~" The fourth saintess was the first to shout excitedly.

"Huh~"

The voice of the Fourth Holy Maiden was like some kind of signal, and everyone immediately looked at it in unison.

Everyone watched intently, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes, waiting to see if Wang Peng could create a miracle again.

The only one who is doing is Wang Peng himself.

The eyes were only halfway blinked, and I saw countless arrows rain taking off from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, turning into an arrow cone.

When his eyes were closed, he only heard a "bang", and a golden dragon whose strength was no less than the strongest combat form of the leader of the temple mage was completely exploded by that arrow cone.

When his eyes opened again, the golden dragon that was preparing to attack the living dead was missing, only the golden light flying in the sky, indicating that there had been a golden dragon before.

"Huh~"

Sensing the disappearance of his companions, the remaining golden dragon looked at Wang Peng viciously, and his originally expressionless face began to appear hideous.

But with the sound of "bang", the hideousness of the golden dragon was frozen forever.

Another cloud-piercing arrow cone was killed in an instant, and the second golden dragon was completely wiped out before it had time to do anything.

"Running Formation~"

Wang Peng roared, looking at the living dead, when he shot the two golden dragons, he could see all the people, the panicked expressions, and the ecstasy on their faces that they had escaped.

"It's okay!"

Wang Peng, who was slightly relieved, stared at the black-shirted figure, the bowstring in his hand vibrating, and tens of thousands of dragon bone arrows took off again.

Feeling the killing intent in Wang Peng's eyes, the black-shirted figure jumped wildly in his heart for no reason, and shouted loudly without thinking about it: "Protect the master, the red ruler hurry up and protect the master." ”

But...... The tens of thousands of dragon bone arrows did not choose to shoot at the black-shirted figure, and there was still a golden dragon that had to be dealt with immediately.

The attack of the black-shirted figure was all-round, even the people lying on the ground did not let go, and there was a living dead who was brutally murdered, and at this moment, the golden dragon who was responsible for slaughtering and maiming was rushing towards the two holy women on the ground.

Forget about the living dead before, Wang Peng has no friendship with the other party at all, but the remnants of the two holy maidens...... This is the guardian of Nuan Nuan Mei Paper and the Fourth Holy Maiden, if they are destroyed in front of their eyes, how sad the two girls should be!

"Absolutely can't make my woman sad, absolutely not!" Wang Peng was firm, the arrow cone was forming, and in the next second, he could shoot the golden dragon, but ......

Sensing that he was being targeted by Wang Peng, the golden dragon shook, and then actually split into two, and pounced on the two saints respectively, although the breath fell a little, but it shouldn't take much effort to kill the remnants of the two saints.

"Made~"

For such a shameless golden dragon, Wang Peng immediately scolded angrily, if the arrow cone had not yet formed, he could easily divide it into two arrow cones, but now, this only weakness was actually exploited by the golden dragon.

Scolding, naturally, can't solve the problem, according to the current situation, Wang Peng can only save one, but the choice has become a problem.

No matter which of the saint's remnants he saved, the other would be doomed.

Faced with the problem of choice, even if he was as decisive as Wang Peng, he couldn't make an immediate decision at this moment, so that the arrow cone froze in the air for a moment.

"Bang~"

The golden dragon that pounced on the palace saintess was directly annihilated by the arrows.

The reason why Wang Peng chose this one was mainly because the distance of the arrow cone was closer, and he decided to destroy this one, and then hurry up to see if he could snatch back the remnant soul of the fashion saintess under the capture of the golden dragon.

It's too late!

The fourth arrow cone was still in the process of being formed, but the golden dragon's claws were almost grasping at the cheeks of the fashion saint, because the air flow caused by the dive sprayed on the remnant soul of the fashion saint, squirting its hair apart.

"Bastard, hurry up~" Wang Peng was scolding himself.

"Bastard~"

The palace saint was also scolding.

The fashion saint, who knew that she would not be spared, did not have any emotions, just glanced around lightly and slowly closed her eyes.

"Holy Maiden~"

Nuan Nuan, who has always been calm, broke out into a heart-rending shout.

In a sense, she lacks parental care, her master's care, and at the same time, the saint is spiritually dependent on each other, and at this moment the fashion saint will eventually leave, and the blow to her is too great.

"Goodbye~"

Listening to the cry in her ear and feeling the golden dragon's claws hitting her cheeks, the fashion saint said softly, this "goodbye" is not only for Nuan Nuan, but also for everything that the fashion saint has experienced in the past.

"Ang~"

At this time, Wang Peng's fourth arrow cone was still a fraction of a distance away from the golden dragon, and when it was too late to rescue, the golden dragon suddenly raised his head and roared.

It's just that this laughter seems to be mixed with pain.

Everyone was attracted by this roaring whistle, and looked over, only to see the golden dragon curled up in pain and left the fashion saintess.

What's going on?

Through the abnormal posture of the golden dragon at the moment, Wang Peng immediately sensed the reason, a small fist condensed by purple light was under the waist and abdomen of the golden dragon, forcibly knocking it away.

Not only that, but the small fist was still gathering purple mang, and then purple mang directly rushed into the golden dragon's body, releasing the power.

"Whew!"

There were two more sword-shaped purple rays, which emerged from under the golden dragon's body, and then cut the golden dragon into several points as neatly as chopping melons and vegetables, and the sword-shaped purple mangs stirred, and the golden dragon was completely destroyed.

"What's going on, who's going to do it?"

Wang Peng was surprised, and looked at Nan Fengge, who could do it so easily, it was estimated that only Nan Fengge, who still had hidden strength, could do it so easily.

But it's not right, Wang Peng knows very well that the main color of Nanfeng Ge is light yellow, not purple, and there will be purple when fighting, and only ......

Wang Peng's gaze swept over the faces of Nuan Nuan Mei's paper, the fourth saint, and the palace saint lying on the ground one by one, but they were all shocked.

It seems that the one who saved the fashion saintess just now obviously did not come from the hands of the three of them.

But the change was not over, and immediately after, two purple rays of light bloomed on the remnants of the two holy women, and then swirled and sprinkled away, floating towards them.