Looking at the people who attacked him, a sneering smile appeared on the face of the white-clothed shaman, in the face of the difference in strength, all resistance was in vain, even if the six of them shot together, the result was only one way to go. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a wave of his right hand, six bows and arrows glowing with cold light pounced on everyone like poisonous snakes out of the water, and watching everyone dodge with a smile, the white-clothed priest took out his bow and arrows again and shot them.

Like the evil dragon of the dragon out of the abyss, the poisonous arrows attacked everyone one by one, but at a distance of 100 meters, everyone entered the side of the white-clothed priest in the blink of an eye, picked up the weapon in his hand, and brandished magic.

Like a doomsday bombardment, the place of the white shaman turned into a sea of fire, and the fire burned, and the energy of the elements was also triggered.

"An ant is an ant after all." Looking down at everyone with a smile, the white-clothed shaman said with a smile as if nothing happened, and the moment everyone attacked, it rose into the air in an instant.

Seeing everyone's panicked and frightened expressions, the white-clothed priest pulled the bow and arrow in his hand again, looking at everyone like a poisonous snake.

The cold light of the poisoned arrow was so infiltrating and terrifying, and when he looked up at the invincible figure of the white-clothed shaman like a god, Wang Guang's face showed a look of fear and retreat.

"The spirit stone is yours, grandpa, I won't play with you anymore." After saying that, he ran quickly behind him without looking back.

Looking at Wang Guang's distant figure, Zhao Zhiming never thought that Wang Guang would run away and give up the temptation of high-grade spirit stones.

Everyone looked at Wang Guang's distant figure, and also moved the idea of escaping, although the high-grade spirit stone is precious, but compared to their own life, everything seems to be insignificant, after all, there is only one life, and if you lose it, there will be no next time.

"Haha, grandpa won't play with you anymore." Looking back at the people who were stunned because he had escaped, Wang Guang said with a smile, but the next moment his face showed a look of fear and shock.

A black poisonous snake swallowed the letter, like a demon in the abyss, and suddenly pierced Wang Guang's body.

Seeing Wang Guang's body slowly falling like a dead leaf, Zhao Zhiming turned around and shouted loudly to everyone: "Don't have illusions, if you don't die today, we will die, and there is no second way to choose." ”

"Clever." Looking at Zhao Zhiming's hideous face, the white-clothed shaman said with a smile, "Everyone here is going to die today. Then he pulled his bow again.

Looking at the bow and arrow that was slowly pulled into a full moon, Zhao Zhiming's face showed a look of fear, and he turned around and shouted loudly to everyone: "All make a trick, either he dies or we die." ”

After speaking, his body seemed to have turned into a metal existence, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of golden metal from top to bottom, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards the body of the white-clothed priest like a cannonball.

At the same time, the Flame Giant, the Thunderbolt Figure, and the Presence of Wood also launched an attack on the white-clothed shaman at the same time.

Looking at the people who were attacking him, the white-clothed priest slowly let go of the bow and arrow in his hand, and the arrow shot away the existence of the elemental body that had been transformed into wood like an evil dragon.

But just as he was about to pull the bow and arrow in his hand again, a metal sword, a thunderous broadsword, and a golden dragon came to his side at the same time.

The long sword tightly wrapped around the body of the white-clothed shaman like a wandering snake, and the thunderous broadsword was like thunder in the sky, constantly slashing at the body of the white-clothed shaman.

The golden dragon was like an ancient god, and with the help of the golden sword and the lightning broadsword, a flying dragon knocked the white-clothed shaman into the air in an instant.

"The Golden Serpent Dances."

"Thor slashes."

"The golden scales are rushing to the sun and the wind is howling, and it can teach the koi to turn into a dragon shape, and the dragon is boxing"

"Hell's depths burn with demonic fire! In my name, call you to come! Become my magic sword and crush all who stand in my way! -- Vulcan Burst Flames" as he watched the white-clothed shaman being knocked away.

Luo Wuhua whispered slowly, and then a flaming giant sword struck the white-clothed shaman as if it had eyes, and after a shocking explosion, the sky where the white-clothed shaman was located became a sea of fire.

Looking up at the burning sky, Luo Wuhua, Zhao Zhiming, Qi Yu and the others took a long breath.

For them, although the attack just now was only for a moment, it also consumed almost the energy in their bodies.

Looking at everyone's tired figures, Qi Yu slowly changed back from the giant form of the flame and returned to Xue Nianhan and the others.

In the attack just now, although Qi Yu only used one move, he used up a lot of the energy in his body, and in the face of such a powerful existence, no one would show mercy because of this.

"Nope." A painful wail woke up the tired crowd from their slumber, and looking at the body pierced by the poisoned arrow, everyone looked at the distant sky in fear, and was suddenly shocked and speechless.

The gap in rank is forever like a bottomless and wide abyssal canyon, which cannot be crossed.

"Damn, you all deserve to die." Looking at the frightened expressions of the people, the hideous expression of the white-clothed shaman, he shouted angrily, looking at his own clothes that had been ignited, and his body that had been injured by the attack.

The white-clothed shaman's heart was so angry, he never thought that he would be hurt to such an extent by such a group of ants in front of him.

"O ancient gods, your most faithful servant is calling here, lend your power to your faithful servant, ten thousand arrows in the sky."

As if attracted, the huge energy gathered on the bow and arrow in the hand of the white-clothed shaman, and the huge energy slowly gathered into a bow and arrow glowing with endless light under the traction of the white-clothed shaman.

"Die." Looking at everyone's panicked expressions, the white-clothed priest shouted angrily, and then the bow and arrow in his hand struck everyone like stars in the sky.

"No advance, no retreat, no victory, no defeat, no life, no death, no yin and no yang. Invincible, selfless. ”

"Fighting against the water, meeting on a narrow road, surviving to the death, and surviving in a desperate situation. Hit by water. ”

……

Looking at the people who were strangled by the endless rain of arrows, the white-clothed shaman's face showed a weak expression, although the result of the attack just now was terrifying, but it also completely absorbed and consumed the energy in his body.

"An ant is an ant after all." Looking down at the rain of arrows in the sky, the white-clothed shaman took out the high-grade spirit stone he had just obtained from his pocket, and shouted with excitement and joy on his face: "High-grade spirit stone, high-grade spirit stone." ”

But the next moment, his face showed a look of confusion and regret, looking down at his torn chest, the white-clothed priest turned to look, his face showed endless fear.