Chapter 945: Three Black Spears

"Sister Luo, I'm sure you can."

Luo Ziyan smiled, smiling so chic and firm, "Come on." ”

Suddenly, a scorching internal inflammation invaded and collided strongly with the cells of his body.

"Ahh At such an instant, Luo Ziyan couldn't help but cry out in pain.

She underestimated the feeling of the spark's inner flame entering her body, which was like piercing her soul with a sharp sword, and then stirring it little by little.

It's like pouring every cell of itself with lava.

After the cell ruptures, it is repaired under the nourishment of the internal inflammation, and so on until the cell can withstand the impact of the internal inflammation.

The loud cry of pain also reached the ears of everyone in the outside world.

Among them, the most uncomfortable is Emperor Xuanqing.

He couldn't wait to rush over and fish Luo Ziyan out, but in the end he endured it.

This is refining!

To refine the body, you have to endure the pain of the skin.

If you can't bear it, you won't be able to complete the refinement.

"Little apprentice, you must carry it." Emperor Xuanqing gritted his teeth, turned around, and stared at the fierce demon army in the gap. "Here, it's up to the master to block you."

"Roar!!"

The white dragon roared angrily, and with a sweep of the tail, it swept a piece of demon army away.

It's just that more demon armies came up again, leaving traces on the white dragon's body.

Even though the white dragon's defense is amazing, and it is an emperor-level martial soul, in the face of such a violent attack, it is still a little unbearable.

At this moment, the Nether Soul next to him flew over and devoured all the demon troops on the white dragon's body.

Not only that, but the flame beast also flew over, and the red flames exploded, burning all the demon armies.

Under the joint defense of the three emperors, the pace of the demon army finally slowed down.

Youluo, who was far away, seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes, and the demonic aura on his body was swirling, turning into countless hideous faces, and roaring at the three emperors in front of him.

"Hmph, want to stall?" Yuluo muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Bendi won't give you this opportunity."

After speaking, he raised his hand, and three leemao condensed with demonic qi appeared.

Well?

Emperor Xuanqing seemed to feel something, glanced in the direction of Youluo, and saw three pitch-black limao flying fiercely.

"Imperial Soul!" He hurriedly snorted, wanting to summon the white dragon back, but three pitch-black limao shoots out black rays one after another, and they actually bind the white dragon instantly.

"Not good." The underworld let out a low cry and wanted to summon the Nether Soul back, but he was bound by the black mang like the white dragon.

"Roar!! The flame beast roared angrily, and erupted into a stream of red flames, which was about to burn these black rays to the ground.

However, the red flame, which can incinerate all things, has no effect on the black mang.

"This is the ghost light gathered by the resentment of the most yin and evil, and it is the same level as Chiyan, and with your strength, there is no way to burn it." Shen Gang said in a deep voice.

"How do you know?" Chi Huanchen frowned tightly, and looked at Ying Gong with a puzzled expression, it stands to reason that their emperor's cognition is almost the same, but Ming Kong's cognition obviously surpasses his own.

Minggang was slightly stunned, and then shook his head, "Now is not the time to be entangled, we must stop these three black spears!" ”

After speaking, the figure of the underworld moved, and directly greeted the black spear.