Rumble!!

A huge fireball with a radius of ten meters suddenly appeared in the middle of the highway, and the scorching heat made the air slightly twisted and steamed. The bright light of the www.biquge.info Pavilion reflects the nearby miles of the sun as if it were the day.

Jing Qi's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw it, this power was much stronger than Jack's Flame Storm.

"Oh, it's one of the twelve divine generals of the Yin and Yang Hall, Lord Flame Demon!" Monday was also playing with fire, and at this time, he saw the power of the flame of the fire demon, and then looked at the volleyball-sized flame in his hand, and suddenly he had nothing to love.

Whoo!!

The huge fireball began to change and accelerate, and the air driven by the rotation formed a circle of pale red mist, like a small sun.

Radiant !!

A sharp and incomparable sword qi seemed to fall from the sky, connecting the universe, and the power exuded by the dazzling white sword light was even more violent than the small sun next to it.

"It's one of the twelve divine generals, Lord Excalibur!" Thursday yelled.

When Jing Qi heard this, he rolled his eyes directly, others didn't know, but he had personally fought with the Divine Sword, this Heavenly Sword would definitely not be issued by the Divine Sword, and his strength had not yet reached this point.

However, after seeing this succession of powerful people, he also realized that he had some frogs at the bottom of the well before, and he underestimated the people of the world.

Judging from the power of the moves that these two people are brewing now, I'm afraid it's on par with him.

With the huge fireball and the sword that reaches the sky, more and more capable people began to brew their big moves in advance.

In an instant, colorful and bizarre strange moves appeared in the air next to the highway.

And Jing Qi is here......

On Monday and Friday, the two of them worked together to brew a big move.

Monday looked at the fireball above the two of them, sighed, and said, "It seems that there is still a gap between us and Lord Flame Demon." ”

Friday shook his head, and his expression ended indescribably: "yes, it's almost that." ”

"......" Jingqi.

Your sister, other people's fireballs are ten meters in diameter, and the two of you can rub them together are only half a meter square, which is more than a little different, right?

The figure of the mummy finally came out of the darkness and came into the light of the searchlight.

"It's too much!"

"Can we win?"

"Look at the big guys."

Suddenly, a loud roar came from above the tower: "Kill !! ”

In an instant, countless killing moves, which had been brewing for most of the day, shot one after another.

The huge fireball with a radius of ten meters smashed forward, like a bowling ball, rolling all the way over, leaving a raging fire, paving a huge fire path with a diameter of ten meters, and the mummy in front of the fireball, like a praying mantis under the wheel, was burned to the point that there was nothing left in the slag in just a moment.

The giant fireball rolled forward for a few miles, only to explode like fireworks with a furious shout.

"It's worthy of Lord Flame Demon, it's too powerful, just this time, at least a thousand mummies have been killed!"

"The twelve gods of the Yin and Yang Hall are indeed worthy of their reputation!"

A tall man who seemed to be cloaked in flames all over his body, his eyes scanned ahead indifferently, this person was the Flame Demon!

He squinted and turned his head to look not far away, under the sword rays that reached the sky, the yellow-skinned handsome man who was illuminated by the shimmer of the sword rays like a fairy in the clouds.

Liu Ziqing, the triumvirate of the ninth office group of Yanguo, the only son of Qinglong Liu Changfeng, is second only to Jian Qi Ji Xuanyi in talent and strength, and is the leader of the younger generation of Yan Guo, the only existence that can be compared with Jian Qi!

As if sensing the Yan Demon's gaze, Liu Ziqing tilted his head slightly, glanced at it, and then withdrew it indifferently, completely ignoring the battle intent in the Yan Demon's eyes.

"Yaga!" Of course, the Flame Demon knows that Liu Ziqing disdains him, he is only in his early twenties, and he already has the strength to be inferior to himself, and in time, surpassing himself is almost a sure thing, and this makes the Flame Demon even more unbearable!

"This is where your bones are buried!" Deep in the heart of the fire demon, there seems to be a troll awakened.

The bronze long sword inherited from the Qin Dynasty in Liu Ziqing's hand was like a leaf falling in the wind, and when it was drawn at will, the sword that reached the sky in the air fell to the ground like a meteor, and fell blatantly with unstoppable momentum.

Boom Boom Boom !!

As far as the sword went, everything was cut in two, and even the desert was instantly torn apart under this sword, as if an earthquake had cut an underground ravine nearly three meters wide.

"Flashy!" The Flame Demon snorted coldly, the range lethality formed by this sword could not be compared to his giant fireball at all, of course, if it was compared to an individual attack, it was this sword that was superior.

It's just that......

Liu Ziqing continued to dance with the bronze long sword in his hand, raised the sword trick in his left hand, and chanted the sword scripture in his mouth, and in the next moment, in the three-meter-wide underground ravine, a faint glimmer of light floated, and the sword qi as small as a child's arm rose to the sky, and swam out like a fish on both sides, and I don't know how many mummies were poked into pieces.

The corners of the fire demon's eyes shook uncontrollably twice, and his eyes were about to crack!

Behind the tower, Da Lao Zhang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the majesty of the sword falling through the sky: "It is worthy of Lao Liu's son, and he already has three points of power...... It's just that he is too arrogant, and I hope this experience can make him grow a little. ”

In another corner, several white men shrouded in black robes were in the dark, slowly leaning in the direction of the iron tower.

"Roar !!"

The roar of the mummy finally approached, and the wizards at the end of the highway chanted their spells, and lightning bolts, fireballs, and wind blades rained down from the sky.

"Roar!"

The sharp mummies that were as hard as iron jumped up without fear of death, and met the sorcery in the air, making a tooth-aching friction collision.

The mummy carrying the terrifying ancient virus took the opportunity to rush, dancing with his hands, the loose white hairy bandage on his body swept through the air, and a trace of invisible and unsmellable viruses and bacteria blew to the side of the highway with the breeze.

"Ah!! My hand! "An ascetic's left hand unfortunately touched the germs in the breeze, and after a few breaths it swelled to form a tumor, which burst as soon as it was squeezed, and yellow-brown pus flowed all over his left hand with a fishy stench.

A Yan Nation warrior slashed off his left hand with a swing of his sword.

"Ah, damn it, what are you doing!" The dervish roared, anger and hatred in his eyes.

The Yan Nation Warrior snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to fight.

"Look down there!" An Egyptian sorcerer couldn't take it anymore and reminded him.

The dervish looked down at his left arm, but where was there an arm? It is a soft sleeve, which is constantly flowing out of pus and blood, slowly blending into the desert sand and mud.

"If he doesn't cut off your hand, your whole being will be like this!"

"......" the ascetic opened his mouth, and the hatred in his eyes quickly subsided.

"Roar !!"

The endless stream of mummies hit even more violently. (To be continued.) )