Chapter 482: A Taste of Hell

can't let him be deterred, how can he be planted in the hands of a mere tiger now?

It's just that within a moment of his demon consciousness being released, he was directly blocked back by an invisible barrier. That power was so strong that he had to take back his demon consciousness and resist with his demon power. The throat was so sweet that he vomited blood.

Liuguang didn't know why he suddenly vomited blood, and immediately exclaimed: "Qiang, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Ji shook his head, stabilized his mind, and before he could speak, he heard Liuguang crying: "What should I do? Even Lao Jun is not his opponent, we"

Qian Ji interrupted him unceremoniously and shouted, "Lao Jun is not dead!"

Liuguang was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Yi Cen, "But"

After all, this phoenix came down the mountain for the first time, and the big scenes of life and death were not as many as he had seen. Concern is chaotic, he is always worried that the party is not Yi Cen's opponent, and at this moment, seeing that Lao Jun was slapped into the soil by Yi Cen's palm, it seems that there are no bones left. He couldn't sense Lao Jun's breath, so he naturally thought that Lao Jun had folded into Yi Cen's hands. He was anxious, angry, and a little scared—his mind was completely disconnected and he couldn't think.

Qian Ji didn't bother to pay attention to him, but repeated again: "Lao Jun is not dead, but Yi Cen can't kill him!"

The grave keeper said that the tithes were once the closest to God. If he hadn't spied on the Heavenly Dao without permission, he wouldn't have been beaten back to his original form. How could such a party die at the hands of Yi Cen?

You're right. It is true that the party is not dead. Not only is he not dead, but he is preparing a complete counterattack.

He would like to thank Qiang and Liuguang for coming to his aid and giving him a chance to breathe. Therefore, let him secretly accumulate strength.

The sound of the wind passed by my ears, like a terrible whimper. Shi Fang let his hair fly wildly, staring at Yi Cen's eyes like thick ink that could not be dissolved. Suddenly, the demonic energy on his body surged out, and swept away like a stormy wave. For a while, the sand flew away, the wind was roaring, and the earth was almost a sieve!

The breath of the party disappeared in an instant, and reappeared in an instant. It fell behind Yi Cen like a ghost. Yi Cen was startled, and under the cold demonic qi shock, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and his huge body suddenly began to shrink.

It's just that he didn't expect that the almost subconscious instinctive reaction was still slow compared to the hunting and killing action launched with the other side!

The exploding air currents around him surrounded him like fireflies, and hexagonal matrices flickered around him, as if they had built an all-encompassing barrier. Suddenly, these countless hexagonal golden matrices gathered above his head, and the next moment they flew like light swallows from all directions towards the sky!