Middle-aged man, Ya'er They guessed, god-level battle, Zhao Jiang asked Ye Wenhao, Ye Wenhao waved his hand, the tiger master at this time, not only can't help you, but will only be innocent, god-level battles are out of the reach of ordinary people in every round.

Compared to the battle between Wang Teng and the middle-aged man, the battle between Shui Han and the middle-aged woman was much more transparent. Two men, one with a fireball and the other with blades thrown from the wind, are only creating chaos in a tentative attack. Sparks are flying everywhere, wind is flying everywhere, trees, stones, dust, and so on. The sky is covered with flight. Luckily, the two move through the battle, shifting the battlefield to a place that won't affect anyone else for the time being.

"Fire from this region, burn evil souls, wash away the filth of this world, fire dragon spears in hell~!" The middle-aged woman folded the ribbon and somehow pulled out a long cane. The staff was blood-red and shimmered like jade. At the top is a distinctive cross-shaped crown topped with a fist-sized red master.

As the middle-aged woman sings, the fire elemental begins to gather wildly in this space. A flame bloomed in front of the woman like a flower bud. A huge dragon head emerged from within. Faucets are all made up of flames. Once it appears, the temperature around it rises rapidly.

"Shout...~" the dragon's mouth opened wide. A fireball with a beautiful flaming tail flew towards Xiao Shui Han like a cannonball. The speed of the fireball is very fast. When it flies by, the air makes an "eruption" sound. Xiao Shui Han was ready right away. After chanting the incantation, he shouted, "Golden Shield~!" A golden light was generated from his body, and in an instant, the kung fu turned into a huge golden shield, and the shield quickly became larger, just like the golden wall in front of him, with a "bang", the distance of the golden shield shook, and Yi Shuihan frowned slightly.

The power of ninth-level magic is truly extraordinary. The golden shield dismantled one of the fireball shells, but the other flew up. When this exploded, the light of the golden shield was somewhat dim. Xiao Shui's cold lips continued to squirm. The next magic is ready. The Hellfire Dragon Cannon can fire nine fireballs in a row. When the golden shield fends against the fourth, it turns into pieces and disappears into thin air.

"The wind spirit wanders in space, listens to the call of your closest partner, and turns your body into the strongest backing for your closest partner against immediate danger, whether it is lightning, fire, or flood~!Guardian of the wind elves~!" The moment the golden shield was broken, Yi Shuihan's magic was released, a ninth-level protection magic.

"Huh" cyan wheals squeezed up from all directions, eight wind shields composed of wind, falling from top to bottom, protecting Yi Shuihan tightly, the fifth fireball hit, and the three wind shields in front of them took turns to meet them, shooting the fireballs into sparks like flies, the middle-aged woman was stunned, she had never seen this kind of magic, and she had never heard of it.

She knew from Mo An that this was Wang Teng's magic secret, these precious magic were lost in the thousand-year war, how did she know that the wind shield would easily shoot the fireball away, Xiao Shui Han's steps were easy, and he quickly met it, the middle-aged woman's face remained unchanged, and her body immediately retreated, and the sixth fireball came out, and the wind shield would shoot it away again.

The woman just took the magic and turned and ran. Magicians need to keep their distance at all times. Although the other party is also a magician, Xiao Shui's abnormal behavior causes the behavior of a middle-aged woman. Whatever you're doing nearby, I'll start from afar. There was a sneer on the corner of Yi Shuihan's mouth, a fire mage was faster than a wind mage, and he really didn't know whether to praise her for being vigilant or scold him for being stupid.

The two groups of wind groups leaned on Han Xiao's feet, and Han Xiao's body flew up. There were a few "whoosh" sounds, which instantly brought him closer to the middle-aged woman. "Whirring" A gust of wind, Han Xiao's three wind shields flew out in front of him. The shield hit the middle-aged woman almost simultaneously. The blazing magic shield was suddenly dimmed by a large amount of light, and it seemed to be about to collapse.

In the yellow gas, Wang Teng looked at the smiling middle-aged man, patted his waist, and ordered the beast belt to be activated. With a loud dragon groan, a real monster appeared in the world of the colors of the earth. The black dragon's huge wings flapped, and many earthy yellow trees immediately rose, flying sand and rocks.

The smile on the giant's face froze. He was tall and strong, but only temporarily. When a real monster appeared in front of him, the giant felt guilty. Wang Teng jumped vertically on the dragon's back. The black dragon seems to be much shorter than the giants on the ground, but when it flies with its wings, it has an even larger wingspan than the giants.

The dragon flew higher and higher, and the giant responded. The huge fist hit the dragon that had not yet fully risen like a hill. With a sound of "Dangdang", the huge fist was blocked by a faint golden light. The giant watched intently. The little black man on the dragon was holding his hand in a strange pose. Golden light poured out of him.

The golden light soon covered the black dragon's entire body. The black dragon shone with a faint golden light. The golden light was extremely protective, and the giant's hand stinged. A gust of wind sounded, and the giant subconsciously blocked, and the left half of his body was fanned by a huge shadow, and the huge force made the giant's body fall to one side.

The body has great benefits, but it has a fatal weakness, and that is the inconvenience of moving. This may not be a big deal for dragons, who are a race born with huge bodies, but for a pseudo-giant that goes from 1 meter tall to more than 30 meters tall, it is a psychological barrier that cannot be ignored. The middle-aged man didn't know how to move a little to prevent himself from falling. As a result, the other wing that followed him directly knocked him down before he could remember. His heavy body fell to the ground, and the muffled sound of "Teng" caused the dust on the ground to rise seven or eight meters high.

The black dragon cried twice excitedly, looking as if he was adding glory to Wang Teng. In his spare time, Wang Teng sat on the dragon's back and became an audience. The dragon did not chase the khaki giant, but waited for him to get up. "Where did this dragon come from?" the middle-aged man stood up, but the first thing he said was this. Wang Teng smiled and said triumphantly, "My family, are you envious?"

The giant's khaki face was full of anger. When his fist touched, a stream of yellow gas emerged from the joints and quickly flowed through the giant's body. The armor of the giant, defeated by the black dragon, immediately returned. With a "bang" punch, the giant's fist hit again, the black dragon's body flashed slightly, a big mouth, sharp fangs pulled out the giant's arm, and the yellow gas, in the blink of an eye, the arm appeared again.

"Hahaha, in the earth world, my energy is endless. I am immortal. It's the same here~!" At this moment, the giant rushed forward frantically, leaping in stride, trying to drag the dragon down. The black dragon glanced at the giant with contempt. Four powerful dragon claws waved, and the giant's hands were torn to shreds.

The severed hand turns into khaki gas in mid-air. The gas returned to the middle-aged man's body, and his hand reappeared. In this case, even Wang Teng can't sit still. If this continued, he ran the mill to death.

The middle-aged woman was hit headfirst by Xiao Shui's cold three-sided wind shield, desperately trying to dodge the blow. The woman flew straight out of 50 meters and vomited blood under the dark magic mask. A strange syllable began to sound, like a whisper, like a ghost crying, one moment like a whisper, the next a loud rebuke.

Han Xiao frowned, her voice came from a middle-aged woman who had been beaten by herself, as if she was muttering something, but the syllables of the spell were very vague. The entire incantation had been read for less than a minute, and a terrifying aura began to release from the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman slowly stood up, her long hair also scattered, her long pale yellow hair curled, and two small flames danced in her eyes. A small hole gradually appeared in front of her, like burning a hole in the paper. The hole is like boiling in the air. The edges are covered with charred marks, and the hole is a raging fire.

Yi Shuihan stopped rushing forward and looked at the other side vigilantly. The fire pit grew larger and larger, gradually exceeding the height of the forest. A fire pit with a radius of nearly 100 meters stood in front of Yi Shuihan. The hole still hangs in the air. There was a "hum, hum" sound from the entrance of the cave. There seems to be something.

Ya'er on the other side had already retreated to the fortifications that had been prepared, and at this time they were standing in a better position looking at this side, Ye Wenhao's eyes were full of fighting spirit, but due to his serious injuries, he had no chance to play. A stout leg sticks out from the fire pit. The width of this leg is equal to the width of a large tree that has been growing for 50 years. The surface of the leg jumped in the frenzied flames.

Yi Shuihan narrowed his eyes, magic summoning~!What does an alien creature need here?Another fat leg stretched out from inside, the huge leg was covered with proud flesh, and the leg looked swinging, and then, an indescribably fat ass also squeezed out of the fire pit, this ass was bigger than anyone could have imagined, Han Xiao could hardly believe that the ass of any race could be so fat, after this big ass came out, the speed of the unknown object slowed down because his body was stuck in the fire pit. The two fat legs were pushed out of the body with force, but not an inch except for the hips. Only a loud and powerful "grunt" can sound rhythmically like thunder in the darkness.