A pair of cold purple eyes, a pair of ruthless silver eyes, also without the slightest human emotion. After staring at each other for a moment, as if an agreement had been reached, the purple eyes withdrew their gaze.

The endless thunder contracted, the lightning swirled in a ball-like circle, and the elves rotated like elves, throwing themselves into the purple eyes, the purple thunder brewed, and the surging aura of destruction was spreading.

The irascible giant lion couldn't help but shrink his neck, the tail of the giant snake trembling slightly, the muscles contracted in an instant, and the giant eagle that probed its claws to attack the clutches also shuddered.

In the face of the purple-eyed thunder that destroyed the world, they subconsciously wanted to dodge, knowing that when they worked together, heaven and earth would not destroy them when they were employing people, and they still couldn't avoid the fear of thunder in their hearts.

At least, the owners of the two palms that sent out fierce attacks did not have the slightest fear in the face of the brewing purple thunder, and the attacks were still sharp, and even began to be a little tight.

The straightened chains trembled, and the invisible flame burst into flames, burning on the huge finger bones, making the sound of oil splashing on the fire, and the huge fingers flicked even more, and the clutches flicked, setting off a storm of wind and waves, blowing away the clouds, and blowing away the ball lightning that shot into the purple eyes.

The clutches bounced violently, and the struggles made the chains wrapped around his fingers dig deeper into the flesh. It's a vicious circle, the more you struggle and resist, the deeper the chains go.

This is an unsolvable ring, unless the owner of the chain voluntarily retracts the chain and touches the finger restraint.

With a roar, the purple eyes were brewing, and a purple thunderbolt appeared, from shooting out to appearing, as if it had penetrated the space, compressing the distance between the two sides infinitely, and the purple thunder appeared above the clutches, and the slender head was fiercely pierced on the clutches.

Thunder and lightning, purple sparks spread, like a sharp boning knife, plowing furrows on the huge clutches, black, purple, black and purple blood flowed out of the ravines, penetrating the demonic qi lingering around the periphery, and fell towards the earth.

Hula, thousands of ball lightning bolts flying, chasing every drop of blood like elves.

The wind is blowing!

Wen Chuanting raised his head and saw thousands of demonic black and purple blood, violating the laws of the world, fluttering upwards with a whistling, followed by dense ball lightning.

This is a race of speed, a race of life and death!

Blood beads, ball lightning, flying wildly in the air, drawing an arc trajectory, intertwined in the air, you chase me, even if it is a staggered flight, there is no consequence of two collisions, they are like two cheerful races, with flying stunts to show the splendor of life.

The black and purple blood beads shuttled through the lightning, shaking off the ball lightning behind him, and rushed upwards, forcing the clutches of the devil to move upward.

"Huh!"

A sudden sound sounded in Wen Chuanting's heart, and he was suddenly startled, and subconsciously raised his eyes and looked around.

He didn't notice the arrival of the deity, but he found that the chain stretched diagonally like a kite string above, and the invisible flame that rose up covered the original color of the chain, showing a transparent state.

"The deity has already made a move!"

His eyes blinked twice, and the thought in his heart crossed by Wen Chuanting.

Before he could have the next thought, above, in the distant sky, there was a click, and a black shadow fell with a whistling.

"The mountain has fallen!"

The first thought came to mind.

"The finger of the clutch is broken!"

The second thought instantly overwrites the first.

"The deity ripped off the fingers of the devil's clutches!"

A third thought sprung up.

Whistling, fierce whistling, fierce winds, raging whirling winds, air currents, tumbling upwards, clinging behind the falling peaks of the fingers.

Huge shadows, terrible whistling.

In the roar, the finger mountain peak fell, deeply pierced like the earth, half of the finger was exposed, and the knuckle lines were clearly presented, surrounding the half-waist of this inverted huge mountain, and at the top, the uneven fractured section looked up to the sky and cried.

Black and purple blood flows, and mountain springs generally erupt from the section facing the sky, rolling down the mountain peaks along the lines.

Above, huge beads of blood fell, rolling the air current, with a whistling.

"Whew!"

A terrible howl came from outside the sky, and the clutches struggled violently, shaking and bouncing, and the four fingers bent and stretched, and in an instant, the two besieging three beasts were sent flying.

The frenzied purple thunder spread and rolled on the clutches of the devil, and the deep color was almost the same as the black demonic qi, and if it weren't for the ravines that were ploughed out, it would be almost impossible to tell where the demonic qi was and where the thunder was.

A huge suction force was generated, and before the whistling blood beads landed, they quickly turned their bodies and flew towards the sky. On the ground, the fingers that were deeply rooted in the earth also trembled, trying to fly off the ground and rush into the sky.

On the finger section, the flowing blood hung upside down in the sky in the roar, and was swept up by the suction force in the clutches of the sky.

"Huh!"

The air flow was rolling and flowing, and no sound was transmitted except whistling.

It's the sound of the heart, in the depths of the soul.

Eight chains appeared, penetrating the distant spatial distance, stretching out in mid-air, rolling up in the clutches that struggled and trembled in the sky.

Chains swirled and twisted, tightly bound to the remaining four fingers.

The pain was not far away, the clutches rolled, and on one side, a purple thunder brewed in the purple eyes again.

The sky trembled, the space trembled, and another huge palm faintly appeared.

Vaguely, Wen Chuanting saw that the eyes that had just given birth to purple thunder blinked slightly, and another purple thunder brewed out.

One after another, the air was covered with purple thunder in the blink of an eye, tightly surrounding the clutches, wantonly bombarding and exploding, outlining the clutches and plowing out deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

The black and purple blood was rolling, and the struggling clutches could no longer care about controlling the recovery of blood.

Rolling blood rose to the sky, blood beads the size of a rhinoceros fell, meteors fell and generally smashed on the ground, one by one caused a great earthquake to tremble, the mountains were sunken, the ground sank, the riverbed was broken, and the river was diverted. There was also a stir in other places, huge mountains were raised, and springs gushed out one after another.

Destruction and transformation, the devastated land instantly changes its appearance.

Blood beads, big holes, wherever the black and purple blood is infected, black wolf smoke rolls out, the earthy yellow earth changes color, with the big hole as the center, black spots appear in a radius of one mile.

The black spots dotted on the ground resemble the leprosy spots on a jackal's body.

No one pays attention to the wounds of the earth, no one pays attention to the whistling and falling blood.

The power in the sky is in full swing to besiege the clutches of the devil, and the purple eyes are nervously brewing purple thunder.

On the earth, I don't know when, the traumatized old man Hong has passed out, lying quietly on the ground, even if the rumbling around him and the blood beads falling to the ground and turning over the soil, he has not been awakened from his coma.

The only two who were awake, guarding a bunch of unconscious people, were fighting for control of a pair of hands.

Ask Chuanting tried his best to control the other party with both hands, preventing him from slapping his forehead, and the other party, trying to fight hard, wanted to break free from the bound hands, even if there was one, he had to give himself a hard time.

"Why bother, what are you trying to do!?"

Asked Chuanting was speechless, and he really couldn't understand what the other party was for, so he had to slap his forehead a few times. And again, who stuned the people who lay on the ground?

There was a vague guess in my mind, but I was extremely uncertain. The disciple of Hutuo Island in front of him was the only one who could stand, but unfortunately he was not conscious and could not answer the question in his heart.

The earth rolled, the dirt flew, and a bead of blood fell to the two of them, setting off a wave of earth that slammed them to the ground.

Covered in a thick layer of earth, a small bag of dirt bulged.

When he was asking Chuanting to worry about the lives of several people in a coma, a faint voice came into his ears: "Quick, knock me out!"

"When is this, I'm dying, and I want to faint!"

Wen Chuanting was furious, his back was hard, and his strength slammed into the dirt that pressed on his body, and the scorching air with the smell of burnt paste penetrated into his nostrils and deep into his lungs.

Pull hard to pull the person out of the mound. Under the appearance of the gray face, the other party's unconscious eyes showed a trace of clarity, "Quick, stun ......"

Before he finished his sentence, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he fell into unconscious confusion again.

It seems that he kept patting his head to try to stun himself. ”

Ask Chuanting to think in his heart, and then roared a little impatiently, "Then I have to be able to stun you!"