The messy rocks churned.

The crushed Han Zimu's body slowly stood up, he hung one arm weakly, and a small amount of blood flowed slightly from his cheeks, the corners of his eyes, etc., he gasped a few times heavily, and muttered: "Hey, what a powerful guy, I was almost beaten to death." “

Banya's arm pressed tightly against the neck of the emperor demon, his eyes were full of indifference, and he said, "What, aren't you dead yet, then go on." “

Pan Pang stretched his neck and grinned angrily, his footsteps suddenly sliding, crushing a large number of protruding rocks, and smashing his fist towards Han Zimu's location, the strong wind surrounded the giant fist, and slashed away like a blade.

Han Zimu's eyes froze, and he suddenly jumped into the air, and saw that the place where he was standing was instantly smashed out of a bottomless hole.

Frozen in the air, he didn't react when another punch struck him head-on.

Han Zi's anger was agitated in the curtain, and the few sounds of the swish turned into a light and shadow, like several fine rays of light, avoiding the punch, and then clicked on Pan Bang's chest.

The fists and feet were bombarded with lightning speed, exploding bursts of bright light.

The special divine light seemed to have some effect, and the giant suddenly let out a cry of pain, and his dark eyes turned angrily, smashing his chest with all his might, like an adamantium.

It's like the sound of a mountain drum.

When the fist was smashed, Han Zimu jumped to the ground with a look at the gap, staring at the huge emperor demon, and the troubles in his heart never stopped, "It seems that my divine cultivation qi can still be effective, but this emperor demon is too strong, and there is Nabanya waiting around, it is really a little difficult." “

Han Zimu's face was a little dignified, and he suddenly saw Banya standing on the shoulders of the giant, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Emperor!", "Emperor!"

And at this moment, Zhou Teng and Wu Bao, who came to rendezvous, also arrived, and they stood behind Han Zimu, also looking at the giant with a solemn face.

"You're all here!" Han Zimu, who sensed the arrival, put down his suspicious eyes, and suddenly said: "It's just right, Zhou Teng, you assist me in attacking, Wu Bao, you come to cover us." “

After getting the two of them to agree, Han Zimu immediately kicked his legs, and after ejection, he attached himself to the giant's right arm.

Zhou Teng jumped into the belly of the giant after him.

The two of them stood on the giant's body and ran as fast as they were walking on the ground.

After the huge emperor demon Panbang saw these jumping ants, he was immediately enraged, and frantically waved his arms to beat them to death.

The strong wind swept across their faces like a sharp blade, making them feel chilly.

The two of them, who were tired of escaping, instantly froze near the landing point, unable to advance half an inch.

Suddenly, a semicircular black shroud appeared under the hammer of the giant's heavy fist, barely blocking the giant's fist.

Banya raised his eyebrows, but he found the source of the cover, and saw that Wu Bao, who was extremely dark and majestic, was raising a palm, with green tendons on his forehead, and it was extremely difficult to block the attack of the emperor demon Panbang.

The giant was furious, and smashed the black cover with a hammer and fist, and after several times, it became a crumbling appearance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Zimu took the lead in climbing in front of Banya.

Suddenly, a claw stretched out like lightning, grabbing at Banya's arm like a dragon's claw.

Banya's eyes were cold, and her hot and bright red right arm suddenly raised, and the divine thoughts floating in her consciousness immediately vented out and firmly locked on Han Zimu, and suddenly the body that was as fast as lightning became clearly visible in Banya's thoughts, and the palm of his hand was latched on Han Zimu's dragon claws as expected.

As soon as the arms of the two of them fought, they quickly exchanged moves, struggling with their fighting qualities.

The advantage of Han Zimu is that he wins in speed, while Banya wins in exquisiteness, without a large amount of hands, he can easily disassemble Han Zimu's offensive every time he changes his angle and moves a little position.

Suddenly, Banya's divine perception shifted slightly, because he noticed that someone was attacking on his left, but when he regained his attention, he suddenly felt that Han Zimu on the right suddenly stretched out his arm and clasped his right hand.

Tightly clasped, clasping both of their arms together.

Banya's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly let go, letting go of the arm that had been holding the giant's neck, he gathered his hands together, and avoided the pinching of Han Zimu and Zhou Teng with a push.

The three of them were thus scattered in various corners.

Suddenly, Han Zimu, who was squatting slightly, showed a smile and said, "Congratulations, you're finally leaving." “

This was said strangely, and Zhou Teng didn't understand it for a while.

Banya's naturally somewhat sad face maintained an indifferent look, and said lightly: "You can see it, but unfortunately, this has no effect on me, and it may not be for you." “

Han Zimu's smile suddenly froze.

Suddenly, there was a heavy snort from the side, and the smell was as strong as that of a cellar that had been sealed for decades.

"You're so proud!"

Han Zimu turned his head a little dazed, and saw a pair of dark eyes about the size of his whole person staring at them coldly.

The person who spoke turned out to be the emperor demon who had lost his mind all along.

Wu Bao, who released the Supreme Yun Lian Qi to block the fist, fell to the ground like a bloody man with blood all over his body.

Bursts of horror flashed through the hearts of several people.

A biting cold wind blew, and a mountain-like punch instantly knocked several people away, including the culprit Banya.

It fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a pile of dust.

Banya wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked indifferently at Pan Pound, who had returned to normal, and muttered, "I didn't want to, but since that's the case, let's do it at will." “

The horror in Han Zimu's heart was even stronger, floating like a turbulent wave, he thought that isolating Banya would allow the emperor demon to continue to fall into a deep sleep, but he didn't expect that it was a way to suppress the emperor demon's reason, and a pan pound without wisdom was already difficult enough to deal with, let alone be sober.

For a while, feelings of near-despair spread in the hearts of several people.

Pan Pound's eyes turned like a high emperor to scan the living beings, creatures that exist like ants, and let out a majestic snort: "How dare you tease this emperor like this, I have been asleep for so long for no reason, today, you all have to give me a funeral." “

There was a mighty majesty in the voice, like rolling thunder, which resounded in everyone's ears.

The final despair spread completely.