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The short and sturdy boy fired arrows extremely fast, and for a while, long fiery red arrows like rain rushed towards Xintian. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With two huge black plate axes in hand, Xintian was like a black whirlwind, frantically blowing into the gray clothes of the melee.

The arrows continued to shoot through Xintian's body, and one after another the gray clothes continued to die under Xintian's plate axe.

What followed was a sharp increase in Xintian's treasure hunt points.

The treasure hunt points, which were originally stagnant at a little more than 3,800, exceeded 6,000 points in a short period of time, and they are still rising rapidly.

And the gray clothes that survived the other party are also gradually decreasing.

The thrill of killing slowly built up in Xintian's heart, and the subtle changes in the cyclone made Xintian extremely happy.

Under the arrows of the short and stout young man, the fiery red particles in the whirlwind of the letter continued to grow in size, gradually expanding to the size of rice grains and soybeans.

Soon, the fiery red particles caught up with the size of the cold species, and continued to grow rapidly.

However, when the volume of the fiery red particles exceeds that of the cold seed, a strange phenomenon occurs.

As soon as the volume of the fiery red particles exceeds that of the cold species, the Xintian cyclone will undergo a bizarre, seemingly irregular rotation, and then the volume of the fiery red particles will gradually become smaller.

At the same time, the size of the cold seed will increase accordingly, until the volume of the cold seed and the fiery red particles are exactly the same.

Under the tireless shooting of the stout boy, the change in the weather rotation continued, and after only a few moments, the volume of both cold seed and fiery red particles grew to the size of a cat's eye.

Two completely different "cat's eyes" are firmly entrenched in the whirlwind of the letter weather, echoing each other from afar and living in harmony.

And Xintian's feeling is getting better and better, as if his body has been carefully conditioned, not tepid or dry, and even the complexion on his face looks more moisturized.

However, Su Yulun and the others finally couldn't sit still.

"Why is this guy so difficult?!" The same question rose in the hearts of Su Yulun and the others in gray clothes.

The stout boy also put down the giant bow in his hand at this time. It obviously took a lot of energy from the short boy to operate this strange big bow, and now he didn't have the strength to shoot wildly.

The short and stout young man was also extremely depressed in his heart, how could he not kill that guy if he shot so many arrows?

In fact, it's not that the power of the short boy's bow and arrow is not enough, it's really that the arrow of energy can't help Xintian at this time, if it is replaced by a real bow and arrow, Xintian's flesh and blood body will not be able to support it for a long time.

At this time, the "elementary school student" suddenly avoided the multicolored light ball that was constantly chasing him and flew back to Su Yulun's side.

Xintian was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Su Yulun and the others.

I saw Su Yulun whispering something to a few people next to him.

Then, the demon feather suddenly sacrificed a purple feather and threw it at Xintian and the others, and the "cloaked man" also took off the big cloak behind his back and threw it at Xintian.

And Su Yulun himself opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned towards the purple feathers and large cloak that had already flown out.

The already extremely fast feathers and cloaks immediately flew towards the chaotic battlefield like lightning, and before everyone could react, the purple feathers and large cloak were already covering everyone's heads.

The purple feathers were only a few inches long when they flew out, but at this time they had grown to nearly a hundred zhang long, occupying half of the sky on the battlefield.

The other half of the sky was occupied by a cloak that had also become extremely large.

The light in the sky seemed to be obscured in an instant, and Shinten and the others felt as if the whole world had darkened.

However, the matter is far from over.

The huge purple feathers suddenly became dazzling, and purple lightning burst down.

The cloak was not willing to be lonely, and in the black hole of the cloak, boundless black raindrops fell overwhelmingly.

Moreover, under Su Yulun's continuous waving of the folding fan, the purple lightning and black raindrops that had become more powerful in vain instantly blended together, covering the many gray clothes below indiscriminately.

"Click", after a deafening sound of lightning, the two gray clothes disappeared without even screaming.

And every gray coat that was dripping by the raindrops also ended miserably, and the whole body seemed to be splashed with extremely violent acid, quickly disintegrating until it completely disappeared.

The ground was completely turned into purgatory.

These gray clothes didn't know what kind of bewitchment they had suffered, and they wanted to kill the Heavenly Group as if they were dead, but when the matter came, they were abandoned by Su Yulun and the others without hesitation, and they didn't even have time to curse, so they all faced the catastrophe of annihilation.

When Su Yulun made a move, Xintian instinctively sensed the danger, and hurriedly beckoned everyone in the Heavenly Group to gather around him, and put two multicolored balls of light on his head.

While the gray clothes were dying miserably beside him, the huge multicolored balls of light kept the deadly purple lightning and black rain out.

The multicolored ball of light was like a protective umbrella in the catastrophe of the destruction of the world, firmly protecting the people of the Heavenly Group.

The surviving gray clothes who had nowhere to hide also moved closer to Xintian's side, hoping to escape with the shadow of the multicolored ball of light.

However, what awaits them is the ruthless greataxe of Xintian.

When Tian Lianhua was hit hard, these gray clothes were already dead in Xintian's eyes.

A moment later, all the gray clothes disappeared except for the Celestial Group. Or die of lightning and black rain, or die under the great axe of Xintian.

Xintian looked coldly into the distance.

Su Yulun, Demon Feather, Seven Elders, Short and Stout Boy, "Primary School Student", "Cloak Man".

All of them will die, and no one will be spared.

Under the gloomy light, Xintian, Su Yulun and the others met silently, and sparks seemed to be able to spark in the oppressive air.

The intention to kill the other party is obvious.

The delicate face of the "schoolboy" was also gloomy like water, and he silently threw the huge black scythe into the air covered with lightning and black rain.

Without saying a word, the Seventh Elder threw out a small black seal in his hand.

Su Yulun waved the folding fan in his hand even harder, and even his face became even paler.

The sky, which was already covered with purple lightning and black rainstorms, was even more lively at this time.

The gloomy sky suddenly appeared with countless huge black sword shadows, and they all slashed towards the people of the Heavenly Group below.

And the black seal of the Seven Elders also covered the huge sky, mixed with the purple lightning and the black rainstorm, forming a huge and incomparably thick dark cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun towards Xintian and the others below.

The sturdy boy also regrouped, raised his huge bow and continued to fire arrows like springs, desperately shooting at the people of the Heavenly Group.

For a moment, the pressure of the huge multicolored ball of light hanging above the heads of everyone in the Heavenly Group increased suddenly.

Blocking all the flaming red arrow rain with his own body, the angel of faith used all his strength to hold the multicolored ball of light firmly above everyone's heads.

This is the only weapon that can keep everyone in the Celestial Group away from deadly threats at this time, and it must be held no matter what.

However, many strong people on the other side began to exert all their strength, and there was no longer a trace of reservation at this time.

It has come to the desperate moment when the bayonet is red.

Xintian felt the pressure on his head mount, and the huge dark cloud representing death fell as heavily as Mount Tai weighed down.

All the time, Xintian felt that his strength was rapidly draining, and the excessive overdraft of his energy had made his consciousness a little less sober.

"It can't go on like this!" Xintian had only one thought in his heart, that is, "Resist!" He must not let the dark clouds above his head fall down, otherwise no one, including himself, will be able to escape the end of being wiped out.

But only Xintian can support the colorful light ball, even if he is as strong as Lao Yu, he can't provide the slightest help to Xintian.

"Click", the multicolored ball of light above his head suddenly made a faint cracking sound.

At this time, the pressure was already incomparably great, and even the incomparably tough multicolored ball of light was about to be overwhelmed.

Seeing the anxious and panicked eyes in the eyes of Xia Qingqing and the other women, Xintian's heart gradually became cold.

Are you going to die here today?

With their own women and comrades-in-arms?

Along the way, the Heavenly Group has experienced countless dangers, although the Heavenly Group was established for a short time, and the original intention of the establishment was a bit of child's play, but now Xintian has regarded every member of the Heavenly Group as his comrades-in-arms.

A comrade-in-arms who can be entrusted with life and death.

Even at this critical moment of life and death, no one, including Lao Yu, has complained to themselves, and they have completely regarded themselves as the only backbone of this team.

Without the slightest doubt and wavering.

"It seems that the only way to try it is to take the risk!" Xintian looked at the multicolored ball of light that had begun to crack, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Even if it's death, the master will drag you miscellaneous pieces to accompany the funeral!" Looking at Su Yulun and the others, their eyes revealed a bitter hatred, and Xintian resolutely took out the big killing weapon in the multicolored light ball - "Purgatory".

Grabbing the fiery "Purgatory" in his hand, Xintian injected all his strength into it and stabbed the dark clouds above his head.

"Boom", compared with the boundless thick "dark clouds", "Purgatory" looks a little inconspicuous, but it bursts out with unparalleled power.

With just a moment, Xintian felt the pressure above his head weaken a little.

Even the multicolored ball of light stopped breaking and continued to break.

However, the power of "purgatory" is not only reflected in the enemy, but also on those who use "purgatory", which is extremely stressful, and can even cause substantial damage.

After swinging "Purgatory", Xintian felt a violent aura rush into his body, as if he wanted to take over his emotions immediately.

At the same time, a surging flame poured out from the small sword and swooped straight into Xintian's body, as if it was about to burn Xintian into ashes in an instant.

At the critical moment, the magical rotation of the cyclone in the belly of Xintianxia spontaneously activated, absorbing all the violent and fiery breath.

Almost instantly, Xintian felt that the volume of the cold seed and the fiery red particles in his cyclone had increased a little at the same time, and the violent and fiery aura disappeared immediately.

"What a miraculous cyclone!" Xintian was once again shocked by the miraculous performance of the cyclone, and his gaze at the dark clouds above him became firm.

"Hmph, what if it combines the strength of all of you?" a kind of heroism rose in Xintian's heart, "See if you can stand up to a few swords from my master!"