"Don't be arrogant, Foolish Winter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info see how I crush you! With a roar, the eighteen rings in his hands gathered in one place, and the wind became stronger. With a roar, the wind around the **** was pulled over, turning into a huge wheal and crushing everything.

The speed of the charge didn't even drop a bit, and Yu Dong jumped up and smashed it on the ground with a punch!

The dirt turned into a giant ape puppet under the demonic energy, and opened its arms to lead to the huge wind ball.

Talent: Gathering Earth. Yin and Yang Eyes!

After the explosion, the sky was full of sand and rain mixed with rain, and a pair of pale golden earth and stone gauntlets covered with Yu Dong's fists rushed out.

Raising his hand, the three wind rings blocked in front of him, and the wind wall was smashed apart by a punch, and Feng Wei flew out.

"Is that all there is to it?" Panting slightly, but not because of this combat intensity, but trying to calm down the manic demon blood in his body, "If you have this ability, I advise you to flee as soon as possible." ”

"Otherwise, I won't kill you, and I'll eat your thousand-year-old soul body."

"Hahaha! You're still like that, you stupid monkey. No way, it's a brute after all. "Push away the rock that is blocking you, and get up from the big hole in the mountain wall. Feng Wei's body changed into a set of pitch-black power suits.

Eighteen rings flew in from all directions and gathered in front of him.

"Youkai are violence, I would have liked to use this trick to delay a little longer. Now it seems that it will not be possible to delay this old life any longer. ”

Although he didn't understand what he was saying, Yu Dong sensed the danger, and then he saw the huge bloated body of the gluttonous soul, and I don't know when it was so close to the sacred tree, and the fat mass knelt under the sacred tree in a strange posture, looking like it was praying.

"What are you doing......" Feng Wei, who glared at Feng Wei upwards angrily, was interrupted by the sound of the wind.

"Solution! Fengshenwei! Eighteen rings fell and hung on top of the scepter. In the center of the hollowed-out staff, a wheal swirled.

See you again. The scepter of my God.

"It's not something you deserve to hold." Whispering softly, Foolish Winter disappeared in place.

In mid-air, the iron fist of the ape king meets the wind.

The High Heaven is the abode of the gods, and after entering the realm of the gods, there are many but also many constraints, one of which is that they cannot directly intervene with the creatures of the human world, that is, the country of the reeds.

Even demons are the same.

So there is an artifact, and only then do you need a divine envoy.

Give a name to the ghost, give him a new name, give him a new meaning of existence, and cut off his past cause and effect. According to the nature of his soul, he turned into a tool of the gods to carry the will of the heavens, and the gods relied on the artifact to fight, and relied on the artifact to kill the demon and cut off the fate.

The spirits of the dead rely on the protection of God's name to avoid depravity and be reborn.

If the god disappears, he will also lose his identity as an artifact. It also loses the meaning of existence, and the artifact that was originally transformed by the Nightmare Soul will still be a Nightmare Soul after losing its God-given name, and once he remembers death, he may still fall into a demon.

"Click~" roared, and the white ape shattered the wind curtain with a punch. Feng Wei, who also played real fire, jumped down, and two rings hung behind him, and the wind pressure made him fly. With a wave of the staff in his hand, sixteen rings circled and cut.

"The master's path is his own choice, why do you say that all this is wrong?"

"It's been a thousand years, can't you feel his pain?"

"How do you know he's in pain? You're not him! The strength of the upward rush has been exhausted, and Feng Wei smashed the white ape down with a stick.

"Don't be selfish anymore, I only reacted when I saw you now, how much you have stung your master over the years. It's me who is not good, it's me who doesn't like you. Crawling out of the water, the white ape's expression was a little lonely.

The anger became even more agitated, and he opened his arms and pretended to be in contact. Feng Wei stood in the air with ****. There are no traces of timeliness on the body, "I don't have to sting the master I know myself." Look! I didn't do anything wrong! Even if the owner is still alive, he will approve of everything I have done! ”

"Do you really think you're going to succeed like this? I also want to thank you for helping me. Once the master is revived, he will be able to have a more stable name of God, let alone believers. I even have a new shrine ready...... It's a bit small though. ”

It's all said that this is the case, and Foolish Winter finally noticed.

The gluttonous soul under the tree has a large number of souls in its body, and the number of souls is extremely large. Controlled spirits are praying for faith. Although this desire is absolutely impure.

Yes, indeed, the master of the day coveted the name of God. But don't you know that even I know he's wrong? Humans are still selfish.

"Is that how you are a signpost?" The body swells rapidly, and snow-white hairs pop out. The height rises quickly, and if it continues to pray like this, even if it wakes up, Winter Gate will not be able to regain its senses.

The strongest form of the demon race, the true body.

At the call of the demon king, countless apes came from all directions and jumped down the stone wall.

The boulder kept throwing, almost knocking Feng Wei down from the sky.

"Where are so many monkeys!" Raising his hand, the forbidden opened countless low-level ghosts and monsters poured out, and the squire stopped the ape from running towards the huge gluttonous soul.

However, the greedy Giant Soul has no intelligence, so the strength of its control is not very ideal. There are ghosts around you, and hunger overwhelms everything. Grabbing a ghost, the troll happily began to munch on it.

"Damn it!" It was obvious that the sound of prayer suddenly stopped, and the white ape, which had revealed its true form, rushed towards the sacred tree. The Scepter swirled down a huge tornado that engulfed Fool Winter.

There were giant white apes running around them, and they didn't pay attention to the two people who were probing their brains, and of course the two of them didn't have the time to take care of them.

"Do you understand? Which one to hit? Gong Changhuo Yu watched the lively fight below, and was very happy to find that he was so far away that he actually had experience points.

"It's amazing......" Ye Xuan couldn't help but yearn for the ape's continuous tearing tornado. That's the beauty of power.

"I feel like I'm going to move now." Bow Commander Huoyu gestured.

Ye Xuan thought for a while and nodded, took out the jar containing the Purification Spring, thought about it and took out the bottle of holy water into the jar, and finally put the crystal filled with pure souls into it.

Holy Water No. 77: Traceable Elixir.

The soul ball condensed by the very magical silver spirit was actually quickly absorbing the water in the jar, and the jar was empty after a while.

The scattered spirits of the sacred tree have been infected for thousands of years, and the speed of return is relatively slow.

Feng Wei waved his staff to accelerate the speed of the tornado, and the water in the pool was drained.

But it still can't stop the whole wind from being pulled by the giant beast and moving slowly, and of course it can't stop the cute fierce soul that is rolling on the ground after chasing the ghost away from where it should be.

Gritting his teeth, he failed to notice the boulder that broke through the wind curtain.

The white ape threw the boulder out, broke through the crazy wind curtain, and hit the heavenly seal!

With a cry of frustration, Feng Wei fell, and the tornado was blown away by a stream of air. The white ape turned into a white light and rushed towards the divine arts. (To be continued.) )