Yan Luo looked at it clearly, as one of the four fierce beasts, a famous fierce beast in ancient times, the strength of Hanqi, the first is the strength of the incomparably strong, the four brothers of the warrior have the talent of muscle explosion, and the power of the totem is blessed, but the power can not be opposed. The second is fur protection, which is very tricky, even if it is not as good as the turtle shell.

But the most terrifying thing is the power of thunder!

But to be honest, this gluttonous thunder and lightning may not be comparable to Thor, and the real horror is that this big demon seems to use the power of thunder to accelerate.

Absolute speed equals invincibility!

By the time this came to Yan Luo's mind, Han Zhu had already devoured the boss's corpse in three or two bites, and the other three brothers were beaten aside and vomited blood.

The big demon who ate the blood food looked at everyone with a ferocious and arrogant look, as if looking at food, and finally focused on Yan Luo, and the spirit body was naturally better than ordinary flesh and blood.

Chen Beixue's heart is also quite entangled now, she wants to become a state of ice and snow, but she doesn't know what she will encounter in the tomb, this Han Ling will definitely not be the only danger, what if she encounters a stronger boss?

When she hesitated to activate her ability, Han Qi had already turned into a thunderbolt and launched an attack on Yan Luo, and the protection of the panda's coat was like paper paste under the claws of this fierce beast, and it broke open with a "stab" sound, and the beast's claws tore off a large piece of flesh and blood on its chest, dripping with blood, revealing the bones of Bai Sensen inside.

Jumping three zhang away, he swallowed the piece of flesh and blood, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Your flesh tastes good...... Eat you first, then the woman, then the fat man. ”

This Han can actually speak!

Yan Luo looked down at the terrible wound on his chest, he took out a bundle of hemostatic bandages and wrapped it around, Han Luo said the previous words in a cruel tone, but did not attack immediately, but watched it all with interest.

Yan Luo, who had taken care of his wounds, spat out four words:

"Don't be ashamed."

Then he said one more word:

"Ice!"

This time it was urged by the power of words, and as soon as the ancient hieroglyphs came out of his mouth, the temperature of the hall dropped violently, and even the ground formed a layer of cold hoarfrost.

Ice, although the spiritual source that drives the consumption of this word is not as good as the sun, but it is also one of the more powerful words in the three thousand ancient characters, freezing air will make the body of flesh and blood creatures stiff, and the ground will freeze and make it slip when running, and most of the power of this word is concentrated on the Han Zhu, so that a thin layer of ice quickly appears on the body surface of this fierce beast.

"Zila!"

A burst of electric light exploded, and the ice cubes were dispersed by the heat of thunder and lightning, and on Han Qi's body, the plasma-like energy light layer was even more prosperous.

"Slow!"

Yan Luo spat out another word and flew on Han Zhu's body, but it exploded into invisibility when it hit the radiating thunderbolt flames.

Words and spirits, the words spoken can attract the power of the underworld, and the light flame of the body protection is also dark after blocking the slow words, and Han Qi failed to launch the speed of the "Rapid Light Movie" to run.

At this time, one after another, majestic, archaic, and desolate hieroglyphs flew out of Yan Luo's mouth, and the "town" became a hill, pressing on the top of the Han Luo, the "binding" became a rope, and the "lock" simply became an iron chain shackle, and the chaotic ability flew up, although it would be dispersed by the thunder, but it was somewhat successful in holding the figure of the Han Luo.

At this moment, Yan Luo said a word:

"Definitely!"

As soon as this word appeared, it seemed that even the air in the hall was solidified, and Yan Luo consumed enough spiritual power to perform an "Olympic cremation" into the power of words, and the effect of urging words and spirits far exceeded before, and the fixed words the size of a palm flew towards Han Zhu, successfully immobilizing this fierce beast for 1 or 2 seconds.

It's only for a moment, but it's enough.

When Han Qi broke through the power of the handwriting, it was greeted by a big axe that Yan Luo activated the Xingtian mask and the law of strength!

It's too late to turn into thunder and escape.

However, this strange beast was extremely fierce, and a hideous color appeared on its face, and it opened its mouth and spit out a thunderous bead! When the 50,000-pound Xingtian axe slashed his head, the bead also hit Yan Luo's body.

"Click......"

First, there was a crisp sound of the skull cracking under the axe blade, and then, there was a muffled thunder of "boom", mixed with waves of thunder arcs that exploded.

Yan Luo flew out very simply, rolled seven or eight times in a stunning position, and then slammed into the wall of the hall, sinking his whole body into it.

When the thunder dissipated, Yan Luo, who revealed his body, could be said to be miserable, the skin on his body was all burned to charcoal under the thunder just now, and a bead was inlaid on his chest - the bandage was carbonized into ashes and sprinkled, and from the wound that tore off the flesh before, it could be seen that the internal organs had also turned charred black, and anyone who saw this scene would think that he was a dead man.

This is Han Qi spitting out his own Neidan!

Many big demons have such a hole card at the moment of life and death, the thunder attribute of the four fierce level demons, and the thunder that erupts after hitting is simply a hundred times the power of the king's scepter "million volts"!

"Yanluo!"

Chen Beixue was taken aback, and hurriedly brushed the charred humanoid with a super hydrotherapy technique, only to see Yan Luo, who was trapped in the wall, raise his wood-like hand and grab the cyan inner pill embedded in his chest.

"That's amazing!"

Yan Luo spit out a hoarse voice, if it weren't for the four elemental spirits, the four elements of earth, fire, water and wind contained in the cells offset most of the power of thunder, if it weren't for the gossip soldiers to break into the body and break through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the smooth veins of the muscles and veins vented a part of the thunder and lightning, he would already be a dead man...... And now, even if it is electrocuted, with Chen Beixue, plus the self-healing genes, it can be completely restored.

Han Qi's head was hit by a torture axe, this tiger-shaped beast also had hair growing on its head, and the two-foot-thick hair cut part of the damage, and was not hacked to death by a blow from the 50,000-pound giant axe, but it also suffered a heavy blow, and the skull was almost completely split to reveal a deep crack, and it shook drunkenly, obviously smashed by the axe and caused a concussion.

"Phew!"

Chen Beixue is treating Yanluo, of course the high priest will not let go of this opportunity, and directly raises the Shennong Ding, which can hold the miniature sun is naturally very large, and the Han Ding is included in it!

"Burning the Great Day!"

This high priest showed true strength, and the fundamental technique he cultivated was the same as that of the soldier master of the Gong tribe, which was the "Great Day Flowing Fire Skill"! This was the technique created by Emperor Yan, and streams of golden sun flames rushed into the ding, and immediately resounded with the howl of anger and pain from Han Qi.

"Be merciful!"

Yan Luo, who was stabilized by Chen Beixue's super healing technique, hurriedly shouted.

Killing bosses from the world's natives does not drop any items.

The body stopped the Great Day Fire Gong in confusion, but saw the golden "day" words flying into the ding, Yan Luo said the nine "day" words in a row, and the transformed Great Day True Fire was repeatedly burned in the Ding of Shennong's refining medicine, and the roar of the Han Zhu was burned again and again, and he wanted to jump out but was sealed by the power of the holy weapon, and finally his limbs curled up and died miserably in the Dingzhong.

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