"Fire!" Zhao Wu waved his hand, and a huge light quickly condensed on the top of the fort, turning into the shape of a cannonball, locking towards Situ Yu's body.

The entire building ship shook, powerful momentum, extremely domineering, and countless demigods and half-demons lying on top of the shield were all shocked and flew out by the power of this fort.

The starry fort of the Zhenkong level is already enough to injure the powerhouses of the Condensing God Realm, and only the major vein masters are qualified to call it. At such a close distance, even the transformed Situ Yu could kill him with one shot.

"Boom. The building ship shook violently, and a pillar of light rose from the fort, and the intense light made people close their eyes at that moment.

"Is Situ Yu dead?" Zhao Wu flashed a thought in his heart, but after a breath, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. A large hole appeared on top of the shield, and countless demigods and half-demons were desperately squeezing inside.

"This can't be!" The shield and the star cannonball are of the same origin, and the cannonball will not hurt the shield at all. When the shell passes through the shield, the shield heals spontaneously like a stream of water. But now, the big hole seemed to be frozen, and there was no intention of healing on its own.

"Not good. Zhao Wu reacted quickly, that is to say, this shield was broken by someone, and a person who has the ability to break the shield in such a short period of time, even if it is not a spirit realm, his strength will not be much worse.

"Whew. An extremely heavy voice sounded behind Zhao Wu, and his thoughts turned, mana transfer. Transform into a shield and float forward.

"Click. "The shield didn't last even a breath. He was smashed to pieces, and his eyes were red. The tall demigod was staring at him, his body full of bloodthirsty aura.

The two huge wings behind Situ Yu, like knives and axes, slashed towards Zhao Wu fiercely. Zhao Wu's body turned a golden color, like copper and iron poured. The method of the twelve pillars of King Kong, the practice is the physical body, and in terms of strength, Zhao Wu is not inferior to others.

"When. A pair of iron wings collided with Zhao Wu's body. There was a sound of gold and iron resonating. An invisible sound wave spread out, causing the eardrums of the warriors and demigods and demons on the building ship to be shattered.

"Roar. Although the attack was caught by Zhao Wu, Situ Yu seemed to be even more excited, and with a step forward, two iron pillar-like arms smashed at Zhao Wu frantically.

"Dangdang. The sound of striking iron sounded in a row, and Situ Yu's smashing strength continued to increase, but Zhao Wu was very uncomfortable, he felt like a nail. Constantly being smashed into the ground.

His eyes flickered, hesitating whether to use the power of the flame bead, only the hole cards that were not used could be called hole cards. The Flame Orb can only be used three times. After three times, it becomes a waste. To waste an opportunity on Situ Yu, Zhao Wu felt a little heartache when he thought about it.

Just as he hesitated. Situ Yu pressed again, and Zhao Wu only had the kung fu to parry. And the other demigods and demidemons kept crawling in through the big hole. Killed the warriors of the remnants of the Xianmen.

"Quick fix. No matter how distressed he was, Zhao Wu couldn't take care of it anymore. The light on the flame bead became magnificent, like a small sun floating in Zhao Wu's hands.

"Give me death. For Situ Yu, he simply hated it, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and saying.

"Buzz. Suddenly, the flame beads vibrated and floated towards the sky. Zhao Wu couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't used the Flame Light Bead, and he didn't know what was going on. At this moment, the flame light bead was actually disconnected from his own spirit.

"Crackling. A purple-gold light shimmered across the sky, like a flash point hanging in the void. There are many masters here, but none of them can see what it is.

This purple-gold light swept over the Zhenkong-class building ship extremely quickly, and Zhao Wu only felt that his eyes were flowering, and the bead was swept away by the purple light.

"Give it back to me!" Zhao Wu snorted, waved a powerful mana, turned into a sword light, and slashed towards the purple light. "Next. The purple light seemed to pause for a moment, but soon continued to disappear.

"Ah...... Who, who!" Zhao Wu was about to go crazy, the flame light bead was where his confidence was, with the flame light bead, Yang Ke and the hundreds of gods and demons did not dare to touch him.

Without the flame light bead, Zhao Wu almost didn't dare to imagine what the ending would be. Even if Yang Ke wouldn't kill him, the hundreds of gods and demons in the Twilight Divine Mountain wouldn't let him go.

The most important thing is that there is now a Situ Yu in front of him. "Boom. Just as he was thinking, Situ Yu's punch hit his body, and he flew out like a sack.

Zhao Wu's heart was like twine, and he had no intention of fighting, so he took advantage of the situation to drum up his mana and flew towards the distance. If you don't want the building ship of the Zhenkong class, it is most important to save your life.

After he left, among the many demigods and demidemons, a thin demi-demon flew into the distance with a wave of its wings, and flew for hundreds of miles before finding the figure of the golden eagle.

"Are you injured?" When he saw the golden eagle, Maya was taken aback, and a wound one foot long appeared on the golden eagle's abdomen, which was constantly dripping purple and golden blood. And it has a golden bead in its mouth, what is it if it is not a flame light bead?

"Wow. The golden eagle screamed sharply, and the beads rolled down from the corners of its mouth. "Don't worry, I won't lie to you this time, this bead will definitely help us. Maya put away her hippie smile and rarely showed a straight face.

The golden eagle nodded weakly, and slowly lay on the ground, its belly gently rising and falling, looking exhausted. After all, the blow of the master of the Condensation Realm, even if it was in a hurry, was not something that the current golden eagle could withstand.

"You wait. Countless bloodlines flew out of Maya's hands, and under his control, they shuttled back and forth between the golden eagle's wounds as if they were sewing clothes. The wound was a foot long, several feet wide. So, sewing one layer is not enough, it will soon crack.

Maya stitched back and forth on the wound, more and more blood sticking out of his body. When he was corroding the shield just now, he had already consumed a lot of blood qi, and now he felt a little more inadequate.

Yaksha creatures are mostly both good and evil, and they are also extremely selfish, and they rarely do things that hurt themselves. But at this time, Maya seemed to have forgotten his race, and his eyes were fixed on the wound, and he sewed the wound very tightly.

The golden eagle did not chirp this time, but the light in his eyes softened a lot. (To be continued.) )