From the moment the center of spiritual power shifted, Wang Shi flashed out, taking advantage of everyone's time to delay the ghost dragon snake, he immediately broke into the center of spiritual power and received the irrigation of spiritual power. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In an instant, the ghost dragon snake blood, snake venom, black death curse, and spiritual power, all these forces exploded in Wang Shi's body.

Such a majestic and powerful energy, even if Wang Shi's physique is special, it is a little unbearable.

However, at this critical juncture, Wang Shi had to suppress everything, and with the help of the spiritual power of the Great Array, he slashed out his strongest sword, so as to defeat the ghost dragon snake.

He knew very well that all of them together, with the help of the spiritual power of this formation, it was impossible to defeat the Ghost Dragon Snake, because the Ghost Dragon Snake was the strength of the peak of the Qi Sea Realm. However, there is another person who is crucial, and that is Chu Huairou!

Chu Huairou is fighting with the ghost dragon snake for this body, as long as the ghost dragon snake is severely injured and Chu Huairou is given a chance, then Chu Huairou will definitely be able to kill the ghost dragon snake, Wang Shi is betting on this!

However, at this critical juncture, Wang Shi suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he lost control of his body.

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The scales that are comparable to high-grade spiritual weapons have been chopped up by cold autumn water like tofu.

The red pupils of the ghost dragon snake completely shrank into a point, and he looked at the arm that was splashing blood in disbelief, and the bloodlust in his heart completely rioted.

A severed hand may grow back, but the humiliation cannot be covered. From now on, it is no longer a rational "Chu Huairou", but a ghost dragon snake with only animal nature!

The legs like snake's tail jumped up at some point, and they fell on Zhao Wenqi's body in an instant.

This leg is too strong, terrifyingly strong, although it is only pure strength, but it is enough to beat a person into a blood mist.

Zhao Wenqi backhanded a sword, but he couldn't stop the power of this mountain collapse at all, and he felt that his entire body was broken into two halves under such a huge force.

Without his control, Zhao Wenqi flew out directly.

"Silver Frost!"

A cry that shook the wind and snow came!

It was like an iron horse that suddenly appeared in a snowstorm, and from the moment I saw it, this team of iron horses had already arrived in front of me!

Thirty-seven pithy spears!

Duan Feishen rushed to the front, and at the last glance he caught a glimpse of Wang Shi who was receiving spiritual power, and the figure of the former general suddenly coincided with Wang Shi, and a long-lost blood suddenly surged into Duan Feishen's brain.

In this life, the greatest wish is to charge with the former general.

The desire that was rooted in the bones when he was young can mobilize all the blood of a person.

"Silver Frost!"

Duan Feishen roared violently, roared out the blood that had been silent for twenty years, and held the spear in his hand, piercing the void and stabbing the vest of the ghost dragon snake.

Boom!

The Silver Frost Gun actually broke in an instant!

Duan Feishen immediately flew out like a broken kite.

However, at the moment when Duan Feishen's Silver Frost Wall collapsed, two identical Silver Frost Spears stabbed over.

Exactly, exactly the same, or that point!

Then, six Silver Frost Guns, twelve Silver Frost Guns, and thirty-seven Silver Frost Guns! all stabbed to the point!

Even if it was a high-grade spiritual weapon, it would collapse in front of these thirty-seven Silver Frost Spears.

However, the red scales did not change in the slightest, and the ghost dragon snake didn't even pay attention to these people.

Just with the powerful spiritual pressure, the little minions behind him were all blown away, and the ghost dragon snake raised its only remaining hand and slashed at the flying Zhao Wenqi void. This human, who has cut off one of his own hands, must be killed!

"Silver Frost!"

Seeing that the attack did not have the slightest effect, Duan Feishen was furious, Zhao Wenqi could cut off one of the hands of the ghost dragon snake, could it be that the entire Silver Frost Iron Horse was not as good as a Zhao Wenqi?

Completely filled with hot blood, Duan Feishen stabbed over again with a severed silver frost spear head!

Those who were still alive and still able to move did not hesitate to charge again with the mutilated Silver Frost Spear! Because Duan Feishen had not yet fallen, they had to stand up and follow their regiment commander to charge again.

Silver Frost Iron Rider, invincible charge!

"Silver Frost!"

When all the Silver Frost Spears stabbed at a point, a crack finally appeared on the scales of the Ghost Dragon Snake, and then spread like a spider's web.

The scales on the entire back of the ghost dragon snake have been destroyed!

The Silver Frost Gun's attacks were not ineffective, but they were all dormant, waiting for a single point to trigger, so that they would explode completely, causing massive damage.

I didn't expect this group of small humans to be able to burst out with such power, and when they were caught off guard, the strong vibration from behind them made the ghost dragon snake spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

The entire back of the ghost dragon snake, the entire scale comparable to a high-grade spirit weapon, was all cracked and became a void, and the ghost dragon snake was also hit hard, which was equivalent to being pierced once.

Receiving such an attack, the ghost dragon snake was naturally extremely angry, and with a single grasp of the remaining hand, the three people of the iron-blooded mercenary group were caught into a blood mist.

"Silver Frost!"

At this moment, Duan Feishen, who was already covered in blood, rushed over again with a silver frost gun!

Withstanding the two strongest shocks, Duan Feishen already knew that he was certain to die, so he was going to die on the way to the charge.

Silver Frost Iron Rider, invincible charge!

Duan Feishen didn't know that at this time, he was the only one left charging, and the rest of the iron-blooded mercenary group were all killed.

A charge of one man!

A person, still a silver frost iron horseman, is still invincible!

The ghost dragon snake looked at this small human being, and at the same time showed a disdainful sneer of disdain, and pointed at the void.

However, at this time, countless axes flew.

These axes were all ordinary axes, but they slashed into the hands of the ghost dragon snake with great precision, and a few sparks burst out.

Attacked by the axe, the fingers of the ghost dragon snake deviated slightly, and it was this deviation that only cut off one of Duan Feishen's arms, and did not kill him. So Duan Feishen rushed in front of the ghost dragon snake and stabbed out the silver frost spear in his hand.

At this time, Duan Feishen's spiritual power had long been exhausted, and his body was already incomplete, without the slightest strength, but he still stabbed out the silver frost gun in his hand.

glanced at the silver frost spear in front of him with disdain, the ghost dragon and snake didn't need to make a move, Duan Feishen was already dead.

It's just that Duan Feishen's last charge finally touched the ghost dragon snake, and his only remaining consciousness made him shout "Silver Frost" again.

At this point, the Silver Frost Iron Cavalry was completely annihilated.

......

The charge of the Silver Frost Iron Rider undoubtedly brought a strong shock, the group of wildlings of the Raging Mercenary Group was completely insane, the Iron Blood Mercenary Group was still able to do this, how could the Fury be weak?

With the roars of countless people, countless people pounced in front of the ghost dragon snake.

Just as a powerful magnet attracted countless irons, the ghost dragon snake was overwhelmed in an instant.

No matter how strong the ghost dragon snake is, it is impossible to give birth to countless hands to deal with all people at the same time, and these fierce people who are not afraid of death cannot shake them away with spiritual pressure alone, and the ghost dragon snake can only shoot angrily.

However, in just an instant, everyone who pounced on it turned into a blood mist, revealing a bloody ghost dragon snake.

There are still people in the Raging Mercenary Regiment!

Fury axe, furious knife, furious man!

These axes, these knives, these people, even if they die, will touch you again!

The ghost dragon and snake were so annoying that they swept away all the people in their eyes like flies.

At this time, the ghost dragon snake noticed that the spiritual power pillar was actually occupied!

And the person who occupies it is the most hateful human being before. The anger caused the ghost dragon snake to turn into a primitive ghost dragon snake, and countless spikes grew out of "his" body, showing a bloody red, and the hand that was cut off by Zhao Wenqi was actually recovering.

The ghost dragon snake stared at Wang Shi in the center of spiritual power, and flashed out in an instant.

At this moment, all the people who pounced on the ghost dragon snake turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Even if the people of the furious mercenary group are not afraid of death, they can't stop the ghost dragon snake from moving forward at this time.

It's cool!

Even if his spine had been broken, Zhao Wenqi also held on to stop the ghost dragon snake again. He knew that something was wrong with the junior brother, so he had to buy more time.

"Qiu Xin" can cut off one of the hands of the ghost dragon snake, but "Tian Liang" can't, or the current Zhao Wenqi can't, the people of the Nine Stages of Qi can hurt the people of the Qi Sea Realm are already the limit, but Zhao Wenqi does not have enough spiritual power at this time, so he can only reluctantly use "Tian Liang".

Autumn and cool weather!

The most natural thing.

The ghost dragon snake grabbed Leng Qiushui as if it was seizing time.

Even because of Leng Qiushui's sharpness, blood had oozed from the hands of the ghost dragon snake, it still held Leng Qiushui tightly, because the person in front of him cut off one of his hands.

Leng Qiushui's sharpness could cut off the high-grade spiritual weapon, but at this time, it was firmly held by the ghost dragon snake, and Zhao Wenqi's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Fortunately, at this time, there were countless furious people pouring in.

Although he was annoyed in his heart, the ghost dragon snake didn't have time to care about the life and death of these people, and if he delayed it any longer, the opportunity would be snatched away by a human kid.

The ghost dragon snake did not hesitate to reach out and grab it, grabbed Zhao Wenqi's body, threw it out, and then immediately teleported towards the newly formed spiritual power center.

Zhao Wenqi could only fly out upside down, couldn't help but spit out blood, and glanced at the little junior brother who was out of trouble at the last moment when his consciousness disappeared.

Without Zhuang Kai who controls Wan Lei, and Zhao Wenqi who holds Leng Qiushui, no one can stop the ghost dragon snake now.

In everyone's slightly desperate eyes, the ghost dragon snake pounced on Wang Shi.

Previously, Wang Shi swore that he could defeat the ghost dragon snake, but now the scene that everyone saw was a bit bad, Wang Shi seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, or rather...... It's like dead.

In less than an instant, the ghost dragon snake came to Wang Shi.

Looking at this insignificant human being, the ghost dragon snake was eager to chew on every bone of him, and without the slightest hesitation, the ghost dragon snake probed its claws into the spiritual power pillar, ready to pinch Wang Shi into a blood mist.

However, a hand covered in curse marks grabbed the claws of the ghost dragon snake.

And then there's the splash of blood!

Cut off one of the arms of the ghost dragon snake with a single sword!

Wang Shi opened his eyes, and there was a different kind of black in his demonic black pupils, which was like a dragon dancing wildly.

Out of the knife!

The furious spiritual power was actually compressed onto the black scabbard in an instant, and the entire spiritual power pillar was now not irrigating, but was forcibly absorbed by the black scabbard.

Knife falls!

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