When the best Yuan Stone reached its extreme, the millennium Xiaobai did not stop the movements in his hands, his fingers flew in the air, leaving only a string of afterimages, pinching the unknown magic trick. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon, the light that was like a match became more and more bright, like a lightning bolt straight into the clouds, this momentum, so that all the people present felt small, in the face of such a force, it seemed that all the people present were vulnerable, and many people looked at this light in amazement.

Standing there, he didn't dare to move, the momentum of this strength had already suppressed them and made them unable to move, even Hua Cheng on the side was a little surprised, he understood that this time, he might be finished, and he could no longer compete for the summoning space, and his heart swelled with extreme unwillingness.

He was unwilling to fail like this, this opportunity, he had waited so long, how could he give the meat to his mouth to others, he gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a difficult decision.

"it, this is going against the rhythm of the sky..."

"Simpler, the way to torture people, can it be simpler??"

Zhang Wei and the others next to them were also deeply hit, as a person who could not use their abilities, now they were basically no different from ants, and they were naturally hit the hardest.

On the other hand, the inner disciples of those Shura Hall were already stupid, they couldn't believe that such a young son could launch such a strong attack, such a might, they had only felt it in those elders, but they didn't expect that they would be lucky enough to see it among the younger generation today.

They can't imagine that maybe it will be difficult for them to reach such a level in their whole life, and this thousand-year-old novice, who seems to know nothing, and who was once ridiculed by them, actually threw them a few streets away in the blink of an eye, making them feel the big gap.

Just when everyone was shocked, the brilliance of that training, like an ordinary sword, directly stabbed a crack in the sky, and in this crack, countless light elements suddenly poured out, as if piercing a sky full of bright energy.

After the sky was shattered, the light energy began to leak, and in the blink of an eye, a huge white light gate with a height of more than ten zhang and a width of five or six zhang formed in the air, and at the moment when this light gate was formed, a terrifying energy suddenly poured into this space from the light gate.

"Oh, ah..."

Zhang Wei was unprepared for a while, and due to his low strength, he was directly rushed by this energy and sat down on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

"I'm so tired, lie down for a while."

And Luo Yan, who seemed to be a little weaker on the side, because he was standing behind Zhang Wei and seeing Zhang Wei so embarrassed, after he was overwhelmed by the momentum, he lay directly on the ground, making a look of watching the sky.

"Fuck it, it's shameless..."

Zhang Wei next to him cursed secretly, and secretly hated himself in his heart, why didn't he think of this trick in the first place, causing himself to be so embarrassed.

Those disciples of the inner sect of the Shura Hall are not much better, because most of these energies are surging towards Hua Cheng on the side, so although they are embarrassed, they are far less fragile than Zhang Wei, and they still stabilize their bodies, but with that coercion, it is getting bigger and bigger.

Their sweat is also beginning to bubble out, under this strong coercion, it seems impossible for them to take a step back, this pressure, with a contempt for everything, makes people dare not move any thoughts, as if as long as they move, this coercion will be angry.

And the consequences of anger were definitely not something they could bear, so they all stood there, trembling, their legs weak, and their faces full of extreme fear.

At this moment, they are very envious of Zhang Wei and his party sitting on the ground, these people have no strength, and it is understandable to sit on the ground, but they are different, they are powerful, sitting on the ground, they can't afford to lose this person.

They only hoped that this coercion would end soon, so that they could get out sooner, if they had known that such a terrible thing would happen, they would have hid far away, instead of standing close and watching the excitement.

Although they felt the horror of this coercion, in their eyes, they couldn't help but look towards the light gate, wanting to see what kind of powerful force would make them so vulnerable.

They didn't wait long, and soon, at the moment when the huge white light gate was formed, suddenly a huge foot stepped out of the white light gate.

That step, as if across eternity, across countless planes, when this huge foot appeared in this space of time, the power of that foot, so that the surrounding space, there are signs of instability, some ripples began to overflow to the surroundings, the closest space, has been trampled by this foot.

There are some small spatial debris that appear around the light gate, if it is not for the light gate is too stable, it is very likely that the light gate will be trampled and broken, and become a space-time turbulence.

This is a huge foot, so big that Zhang Wei feels that he seems to be thicker than his own body, just a step on it, it makes people desperate, and there is no desire to resist.

With the big foot stepping in, then half of the body, then the head, when his last foot also stepped into the space, everyone finally saw his whole picture.

This is a four-winged giant on his back, obviously, this is also an angel, a more terrifying than the two-winged angel just now, he is a four-winged angel.

Those white energies, like flowing liquids, circulated around his body, the whole person looked, so sacred, so holy, the moment he appeared, all the people couldn't help but want to bow and worship, Zhang Wei had already learned to be obedient, and when this monster just stepped out of one foot, he lay down.

Therefore, at this time, he did not lose face in embarrassment, and those inner disciples of the Shura Hall were not so lucky, their legs had been bent to the extreme, and their knees were almost touching the ground, if it weren't for the fact that they still had a little persistence in their hearts, they understood that they were people of the dark line.

Perhaps, they had already knelt down willingly, but at this time, they couldn't kneel, they understood that once they knelt, they would always leave a shadow and a crack in their hearts, which would have a great impact on their future cultivation. It is even possible that the skills will stagnate throughout the lifetime.

"Hmph..."

Seeing that these weak ants, in front of him, dared to take himself so indifferently, the four-winged angel Brado snorted coldly, and an even greater momentum poured out of his body and rushed towards those ants.

"Plop, plop..."

Suddenly, those inner disciples of the Shura Temple, who were still holding on, were completely destroyed by the straw that broke the camel's back at the end, and they all knelt on the ground one by one like dumplings.

Those inner disciples of the Shura Palace, one by one, were red-faced, kneeling on the ground, there was no way, in the face of absolute strength, even if they insisted, they were not able to resist at all. At this moment, they already admired Zhang Wei a little, seeing how prescient people were, they just lay down, do they still need to kneel for people?

This four-winged angel, Brado and Buyando are not directly related, as for their names are so similar, it's just that they belong to the same archangel and belong to the disciples.

It is from countless planes, and when they are brought up, they have no name, no identity, and they will naturally be directly given a name by the archangel, and each archangel's sphere of influence is different, so this space obviously belongs to the same archangel.

Those who are summoned are naturally the angels under his seat, so their names are all named according to their generations, so the names will be so similar.

"Hey, there's one..."

Seeing those ants, easily overwhelmed by his own momentum, Brado was more satisfied, but when his smile was not fully unfolded on his face, suddenly, he saw a stubborn figure, this figure was none other than Hua Cheng, it was because of him that Brado had the opportunity to appear here.

On Brado's face, the smile immediately retracted, and turned a little angry. There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and an even more powerful coercion, like substance, shot towards Hua Cheng. He wanted to make this arrogant guy understand that it was simply whimsical to want to maintain his dignity in front of him in front of the Brador.

Hua Cheng gritted his teeth and insisted, he is a proud person, and he will never allow himself to be easily overwhelmed by people's momentum, otherwise, how can he live? As the Shura Temple, especially the people who cultivate the Dark Heart Method, they are originally a group of proud people who are unwilling to be subservient to others.

That's why they choose to practice extreme exercises, and if they want to become famous quickly, they will be overwhelmed by people's momentum, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to their dignity.

"See how long you can last, hehe..."

The anger in Brado's eyes grew stronger and stronger, in his opinion, Hua Cheng was just an ant, and he was able to withstand the coercion of his own momentum, which was enough to make him angry. But in a flash, a hint of madness was revealed, the more such a person, if he could be overpowered, the greater the blow to him.

He enjoyed the feeling of insulting others, which would make him feel that he was a powerful existence, so he was not in a hurry, he wanted to torture Hua Cheng slowly. The anger on his face gradually turned into a smile, but as long as he was not blind, he could see the coldness in the corners of Brado's eyes.

Hua Cheng's legs bent more and more, he gritted his teeth and insisted there, his lips had been bitten by him, and blood flowed down his lips, making his face that had insisted a little hideous. He had been resisting the threat, trying to straighten his waist.

"If you want me to succumb to a birdman like you, dream..."

Hua Cheng bit his lip and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva in the direction of Brador, so bright and conspicuous, as if it was his determination......

Defeated in the hands of others, maybe he won't insist so much, but in the hands of the sworn enemy, that is what his self-esteem does not allow, this kind of enemy of old grudges, only standing and dying, it is absolutely impossible to live on his knees, even if he dies, he can't lose his face, let alone the face of the Shura Palace...