Whoosh ......

Yechen decisively opened his bow and shot at the devil. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thunder arrows one after another, the vision is amazing, there is a white dragon phantom riding the thunder, invincible, flying towards the devil.

"The Thunder Light Bow is indeed very powerful, but, with you, it can't hurt me in the slightest!" The devil stared at Yechen coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

Laugh at......

With a wave of his hand, the ghost bead floated up, bursting out with dazzling ghostly light, forming a black barrier in front of him, the barrier was as black as ink, and an inexplicable aura was flickering, constantly devouring the thunder light arrows.

"Your strength is too weak, and you are very different from me! And the thunder bow you rely on is not effective against me, you are dead! The devil's eyes were indifferent, and he continued to walk, his speed did not decrease, and he approached the night.

Whoosh......

Yechen was unmoved, and continued to shoot the bow.

Although he hated the devil and despised what he did, Yechen had to admit that the devil was indeed very strong, stronger than most of the people he had ever seen.

It's no wonder that Hidden Wolf, Lu Yun and others, even if they are reprimanded, can only lead but not provoke, and obediently retreat!

"Dying throes! Are you waiting for that fog butterfly? If so, you can die with confidence, because no one can escape from the cage of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, not even a spirit beast! The devil sneered, looking at Yechen with disdain.

Sou!

An arrow landed and shot into the ground in front of the devil.

Rumble!

There was a boulder there, which was exploded by a thunderbolt arrow, which startled the sky and covered the ground with dust, blocking the devil's view.

Whoosh!

Yechen seized the opportunity and shot three arrows in a row, aiming at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi!

There, the fog butterfly turned into a three-zhang long giant butterfly again, shining with purple light, and was fighting with the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

At this moment, it was trapped by the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, and was trapped in the cyan cage turned into Buddha dust, and it was difficult to break free for a while!

Yechen knew that his defeat was decided, but he didn't want the fog butterfly to fall with him, so he made this decision and directly released a cold arrow at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

Three arrows roared out, turning into three rays of light, and the vision was amazing, flying towards the back of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

"Huh?" Wei Dao frowned slightly, a little surprised, in the face of the devil, Yechen actually shot arrows at him, incredible.

At the same time, he was restrained by the fog butterfly, and his limbs did not dare to have extra movements, so he could only dodge slightly and dodge the three arrows.

Boom Boom!

Three thunder arrows grazed his robe, flashed away, burst out of dazzling white light, and directly hit the Buddha dust cage, suddenly thunder roared, the arc floated wildly, and the Buddha dust was buzzed by the terrifying impact, and then began to shake, and the green light was uncertain.

"Not good!" Wei Dao's face changed, he made a mistake in judgment, Yechen was not aiming at him at all but Buddha Chen, he wanted to help Fog Butterfly get out of trouble.

"Damn!" He jumped a few feet and retreated as quickly as he could.

Bang!

The moment he left, the fog butterfly broke out of the trap and swooped down, its purple-gold wings directly shattering the place where he was standing, and the force was terrifying, making him stunned.

"Evil animal, look for death!" Wei Dao exploded into anger, and the Buddha dust roared upward, turning into a cage again, pressing towards the fog butterfly.

……

"Dare to be distracted when you fight against me, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

With a brush, the devil rushed out of the dust, and with a flick of his fingers, the ghost bead rose into the sky, turning into a star, and a terrifying ghost light erupted, covering the sky and the sun, and rumbling towards the night.

He lost his patience and struck with all his might, intending to kill Yechen with one blow.

"It turns out that the famous devil is just a coward with the help of spirit soldiers!" Yechen snorted coldly, then held the bow with both hands, used the bow as a sword, and slashed at the oncoming ghost bead.

Rumble!

The thunder bow collided with the ghost bead, bursting out with a dazzling light, followed by the roar of thunder, deafening, and a terrifying air flow swept up, overwhelming the sky and earth, making the heavens and the earth shake.

"The spirit soldiers collided, it was really terrifying!" The crowd sighed, and the strong air currents made their hearts tremble and their faces looked shocked.

"It's a pity that that young man, if he doesn't fall, in a few years, he may be able to challenge the status of the devil and others!" Some people feel sorry for Yechen, thinking that he is not defeated by the devil and will be killed.

"Huh, blocked?" Suddenly, someone screamed, his pupils widened in anger, and his mouth was bigger than a fist, shocked.

……

Rumble!

When everyone was amazed, the stars turned by the ghost beads rose into the sky, and the ghostly light on it flickered, as if it had been hit hard, and there was a breath of desolation.

Airplanes!

The ghost bead swirled, the ghost light was restrained, it shrank sharply, and finally became the size of a grain of rice, and with a bang, it fell from the air to the ground, covered by dust, and lost its previous majesty and domineering.

"How is that possible?" The devil's body stiffened, his face was hideous, and the invincible ghost bead actually failed, not only that, but he couldn't recall the spirit soldier at this moment.

"What's going on?" He dodged and came to the ghost bead, crouched down, and dusted away.

The rice-sized ghost beads have lost their luster, and they are as black as ink, like carbon particles used by farmers for heating, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the carbon particles in front of him were terrifying ghost beads.

"What happened?" The devil trembled, and gently reached out his hand, wanting to pick up the ghost bead, but the next moment, his eyes were cracking, and he was about to cry.

The ghost beads are so heavy that they seem to grow on the ground and can't be handled.

"Ahh He looked up to the sky and roared, his connection with the ghost bead was broken, he was no longer one, and he could not drive it.

Without the ghost beads, his strength has been greatly reduced, and he can no longer dominate the world, which is tantamount to a blow to him.

"This ......" Yechen frowned slightly, looked at the ghost bead, and then looked at the thunder light arrow, he was also surprised, I don't know why.

The moment the Thunder Light Bow came into contact with the Ghost Bead before, he felt an inexplicable aura roaring out from the Thunder Light Bowstring, not only blocking its crushing, but also knocking it back.

It's weird!

"The bowstring is weird!" Yechen carefully looked at the thunder bowstring, it was wrapped in crystal white light, tough as a dragon's tendon, and could feel the inexplicable breath.

"It can't really be a dragon tendon!" He was slightly startled, and felt that this thunder light bow was very mysterious, stronger than ordinary spirit soldiers, and it was very likely to be the legendary emperor-level spirit soldier, and the power was terrifying.

"Boy, I'm going to break you to pieces!" The devil got up, his eyes were glowing with blood, and the killing intent was infinite, like substance, which made people chill.

"Ahem, cough ......" Yechen coughed up blood, staggered back, the devil's killing intent was too strong, and his breath was gloomy, like a demon breaking out of the Nine Secluded Land, pressing him out of breath.

At the same time, his body seemed to be torn apart by a ghost, and the pain was unbearable!

"Die!" The devil jumped up, pinched his fist print, and slammed into the night.

Between the waves of his arms, the sound of whining is endless, like crying in the sky, and the tragic image of mourning all over the wilderness emerges, with a tragic atmosphere, directly taking Yechen's head.

"Is this the end of it?"