Despite this, Ji Moya still took a deep breath of cold air.

This artifact was not a big road item, but one of his few high-level defensive artifacts.

In the blink of an eye, it's gone.

The raid continued to strike the shield.

This shield is controlled by Jimoya and the white dragon, and the super defensive power of the white dragon spirit treasure is revealed at this moment, although the shield is also broken, but the thunder also disappears without a trace.

"Shhh That was the Xuan Ming Pocket just now, right? "An elder of the Jimo family had a look of pity on his face.

Mrs. Ru said lightly, "What's the use of having more things?" It's good to be there. ”

These words were obviously motivated, and the elder knew that he had lost his words, so he quickly shut up.

In the distance, Baili Zixi gritted his teeth hatefully, and thought about it, Ji Moya survived with a magic weapon this time, what else could he do next time? Sooner or later, ask for her!

When I thought about it, my heart calmed down again.

The sky grew darker and darker, like splashed ink.

But a glimmer of light fluttered rapidly in the ink clouds, like a frightened fish that had been caught in a net, but after a while, it had already gathered together again.

Without waiting for everyone to think about it, the third thunderstorm fell with a bang!

This thunderbolt was thicker than the previous one, and its light was dazzling, staining all the black clouds around it with a halo.

Unable to look directly, the crowd narrowed their eyes.

Jimo Ya didn't have time to rest, took a deep breath, and in front of everyone's eyes, he made a new move - raised his hand and threw out a magic weapon!

Onlookers were in an uproar.

"Wow! It's worthy of being from a big family, it's really rich! ”

"If this is so good for me, one piece will do, it's a pity!"

"If you can block a thunderstorm, you can ask for it now, and I guarantee that someone will give you one!"

"Ahem, it's fun, why should you take it seriously, brother."

“……”

Contrary to these people, the people of the Jimo family were silent.

The two demi-saints were silent.

Baili Zixi's expression couldn't see the change, only a pair of hands grabbed the railing in front of him and creaked.

This time, the thunder robbery is obviously more powerful, and after smashing the magic weapon and breaking the shield, there is still enough strength to hit the white dragon!

The white dragon roared, and his body flew up and down, not knowing what the injury was.

And Ji Moya, who was sharing the pressure, was beaten and trembled, and green smoke came out of his head......

But this only aroused the ferocity in Jimoya's heart.

Come on!

Let me see how ruthless this legendary thunderstorm really is!

People are not crazy and vain teenagers, but just fight to the death!

The black clouds in the sky seemed to have spirituality, and when they saw that they had not knocked down the target, they rolled even harder!

Lightning flashed in it, making people's scalp tingle.

didn't make everyone wait longer, the fourth thunder tribulation was like a giant sword, hitting straight down!

Ji Moya shouted loudly and shook his hands - he didn't throw out the magic weapon, because he didn't have it.

Throwing away the outer robe, he parted his feet and set up a sitting stake, his palms staggered, flying and pinching.

The moment the shield shattered, he was going to hold up another shield!

Baili Zixi frowned, what is this for? Dying?

Xun Sheng naturally saw Jimoya's intentions, but, "Can this be done?" ”

One person can only hold up one shield, this is the common sense of the Lingbao Continent.

How fast is the thunderstorm?

The moment the shield shatters, open a shield again......

Can a man snatch the speed of a thunderbolt?

"Believe in miracles!" Wine Saint Road.

"Click!"