Tai Sui has hands, and the tangible means that the combat power is loose, but it is the head that is launched.

The white hair fluttering within three thousand zhang, the roots are like sharp thorns, one person, one beast, none of them fail, and only a few people have the ability to fight against it.

That is the power of the domain, and it is also the crushing of the rules, not something that cultivation can represent.

A monk cast a spell to bombard the altar, and his body suddenly tightened, and the strength of his bulging feet was lost in an instant, and his body shriveled; There are also those balls that rushed over and flew into the air, sitting on a body that was difficult to hurt by slashing and chopping with an axe, and the white hair penetrated lightly, like a sugar gourd.

A few fled, and they retreated in panic, and the battlefield suddenly became empty, leaving behind a group of people like spiders in their webs, feasting on their prey and venting the flames in their chests.

There is only one exception.

"Let's go!"

With a dragon's body and a true dragon's horns, the Elder was the only one who dared to stay and continue to attack, and others such as Cheng Rui, Qi Aotian, etc., although they could break their hair, they didn't dare to pause, and they retreated far away. Among them, Cheng Rui's attack was completely unaffected, Qi Aotian's power to pull away was sharply reduced, and like Shao Lin, who was good at melee combat, he had a strong cultivation in the air, and now his attack power was equal to zero.

As for the children of the six clans, as well as the monks who kept coming, although some of them had long-range attack weapons, on the whole, they could not be compared with just now, and their offensive was greatly reduced.

"Roar!"

There was simply no one around, and the embarrassed elder roared out the dragon might, and at the same time struggled to kill the battle group

Long Wei is half-done, and if he changes to the roar of the silver dragon, Su Da will definitely be sluggish, at least three breaths can wake up, and three breaths are not wise, enough to kill him three hundred times.

It's a pity that the heart is not Yinlong, and Su Da is not a suitable group cultivator, after Long Wei. His eyes were only confused for a moment, and he immediately returned to consciousness.

"Look for death!"

In front of the giant dragon, he was still able to compete with the silver dragon, but Su Da didn't even bother to use his hand, his head swayed, his hair flew, and his waist twitched.

It feels like mountains colliding. The light of Huang Mengmeng shattered in the wind, and the dragon flew upside down, and the blood was like a waterfall.

Different from the original silver dragon blow, thousands of hairs left thousands of holes on Nanxin's body, and the range was dozens of zhang wide.

Defeat with one blow!

If this is the case, what can others do?

The hair is like a needle, the needle is sharp, and the strands of hair are dyed red with blood, and the head of Su is inflated and rapidly enlarged. The second hand takes shape quickly.

Driving away the annoying flies, Boss Su didn't bother to look around, roared towards the sky, hating that and the group of balls that tried their best to turn the sky to death.

"You're more damned!"

The sky is too high, and it is too late, Su Da lifted the force with a single palm, covered the sky with his backpalm, and pressed it on the air.

Tianda's palm turned upside down. Eight hundred miles of the galaxy are all in it, and thousands of low roars are heard in my ears. The ball inside kicked out his right claw and swung his palm down like a human to meet Su Da.

Spirit!

The thumb and the food need to be mouthed, and the remaining fingers are opened, which looks like a twisted needle shuttling through the line, but in fact, it is vigorously bombarding the mountain.

There was a soft snap. It feels like a girl patting it, and I can't help but applaud when I see wonderful things, crisp, slight, and even a touch of unspeakable shyness.

The next moment. The sky shattered, the clouds collapsed, and the eight hundred miles of stars broke into shape, and the eight hundred miles of sky fluttered down.

The aftermath was mighty, and the group of cultivators outside the country was like falling leaves in the wind, flying upside down again.

True Spirit Power!

I heard a soft sigh in my ears, revealing indescribable emotion and loneliness, of course the mad spirit would not die so easily, but its mood was lost, almost like a lost soldier. Correspondingly, Boss Su participated, and the arm that had just been condensed fell inch by inch, and even half of his head turned to ashes.

Once laughed at the invincible starry sky, which creature dared to face the mad spirit, even if the Heavenly Dao came in person, even if the immeasurable robbery entered the body, the mad spirit could still be equal to it. Today, in the face of the monsters refined by the cultivators of the later generations, the mad spirit actually succumbed to the upper hand.

How much sour and endless sorrow, the mad spirit has its own madness, and the clouds in the air paused as they fell, fluttering and regathering at what seemed slow but was actually extremely fast. Especially the ball in the head, it has always been timid and cowardly, it seems to have gone crazy, and its sharp cry resounded in all directions, calling more of its kind.

Countless otters of the earth died in this blow, and the blood drifted like a rain of blood, but from time to time a little meteor flew out of it, like a star slowly gathering into the body of the head ball, and the breath soared.

That is the consciousness of the mad spirit, the otters of the earth can be killed, and they can still be destroyed. Unless all the balls are killed, they can still be gathered.

"You, damn it!"

The mad spirit is summoned, the balls are gathered, the flesh mass on the altar is also recovering, the black and white rain is frantically extracted, the broken part of the skull is gradually recovering, and the other arm is about to take shape.

It's noticeably faster, much faster!

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, people invariably had thoughts in their hearts and looked desperate.

The Great Locking Array has not been completely broken, and there is still rain falling in the sky, and the number has reached tens of thousands. They sacrifice more living beings for the Su Great Sacrifice, providing an endless stream of strength and vitality, unless you kill him once, you need to cut off all those rain threads, how is that possible!

The number of Earth Otters is endless, but it takes time for them to come over, on the contrary, the Heaven Locking Array is spread all over the territory, and a group can be added in an instant.

If there is no battle of the silver dragon, if it is difficult and Elder Cheng is not seriously injured, if under the curse of the Immortal Punishment Order, the children of the six clans are crazy, even if they have the true spirit in front of them, they still dare to fight, but now when Dao Su is reborn, as long as the otter who leads the earth is killed, the rest will not be afraid.

In this situation, how do you fight and what to do?

"What should I do?"

"Cold salad!"

In confusion and despair, a fierce and tyrannical voice accompanied by endless tyranny came into the ear drum, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, like spring thunder shaking.

"First, it's not yet true to the Soul Cheng dù. ”

"Second, it has a great enemy in heaven. ”

"Thirdly, it was badly battered and it was difficult to recover. ”

"Fourth, it has hidden dangers and can be activated at any time. ”

"Fifthly, I have an endless ambush, and sixth, its hands cannot be used. Seventh, there is also great reinforcement among you. ”

"Eighth, if you don't kill it, we all have to die!"

Flying in a fast tone but not looking impatient, Thirteen Lang waved his hand to the silver clouds in all directions, and shouted to kill.

"Kill!"

Kill!

There was a clear echo in my ears. It is not people who respond, but a colony of tens of thousands of ants. A little silver light swept forward, rushing in all directions towards the bloody mass of flesh, the man who wailed and screamed.

There was a little cold light in the silver light, and Thirteen Lang's body shook slightly, and the spirit and demon physique instantly changed. Put the palm bow again.

Cashier Dragon went to the Five Elements Boat, in addition to coveting most of the results, Thirteen Lang mainly retrieved the arrow.

For some reason, after the silver dragon was dying, the arrow did not return on its own initiative, but hid inside to find the dragon's reverse scales, greedily absorbing some breath. Thirteen Lang roughly thinks that it is because the silver dragon is gold, or it is in harmony with the nature of the arrow, and absorbing the breath can improve the quality. It's a pity that there isn't so much free now, so he let Xiao Budian enter with him. Slice open the body of the silver dragon with the technique of space, only to find the arrow and bring it back.

There are also disgusting spirit ants, who hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of dragon blood, not daring to say that their strength increased instantly, and they were more or less contaminated with some dragon breath, such as facing ordinary demon beasts, this breath alone can increase a few advantages, I don't know if it is useful to Su Da. It's a good consolation.

In addition, there is mockery. The Third Highness was originally the heir of the Dragon Clan, and it was a matter of course to use the body of the silver dragon to improve his strength. Again, that's the problem. Time was limited, and after only a few rolls, he ran out and re-entered the battlefield.

Chubby also came, not daring to approach for the time being, his small body was far away, looking for an opportunity by himself.

As for the Yellow Flower Girl, Zuo Gong Ming and the like. Forget it. In such a battlefield, they are not qualified to meddle at all, and they can't even shout and cheer.

Speaking of which, these are all offensives launched by Thirteen Lang, but the unlucky Tai Sui has no way to interfere. In essence, the only thing that really belongs to Thirteen Lang is the Palm Sky Bow, which can be pulled and shot, and if you can't pull it open, at most you can pull it a few more times, so the big target doesn't need the guidance of divine thoughts, and it's nothing to fight back.

"Tai Sui of the dog day, the mad spirit said that you don't have much power left, dare not use it on me!" Holding his strength and preparing to shoot the bow continuously, Thirteen Lang was actually very scared in his heart, and the surface was violent.

I don't know if I think it's useless, or if I occasionally send kindness, the unlucky ghost didn't come, and Thirteen Lang was able to attack all in an instant.

useful

Seventy thousand disgusting spirit ants, in terms of individual strength, they are only equivalent to sixth- and seventh-order demon beasts, even if they have a fierce temperament and attack fiercely, they are equivalent to overhaul. In such a battlefield, it was not the turn of a demon beast of this level to intervene, but the spirit disgusting ant is not a demon beast, it is a demon insect.

Compared with demon beasts, the first major feature of the disgusting ant is small, the second major feature is fast, the third is many, the fourth is fierce, and the fifth

None of that matters, the important thing is that they have a king, a queen who can twist 70,000 flying ants into a rope!

A group of spirit disgusting ants rushed straight to the altar, and soon found that Su Da was not as unbreakable as before after confronting the mad spirit, and could completely attack its body. The problem is that his three thousand gray hairs are more dexterous than Yusi, and no one can approach them.

People can't, flying ants can, ant colonies fly on the body, on the head, on the hands of the flesh on the body, no matter where it is, it is a mouthful.

The altar is not big, and the body area of Su Da is even smaller, and it can't accommodate so many flying ants at all; the benefits of having an ant queen are reflected, many flying ants are divided into several teams under the command of the queen ant, and more than 100 of them gnaw a hair at the same time, bite one by one, and bite off one is one.

How much hair does Suda have?

People often say that 100,000 Huafa, exaggerated or not, there are always 350,000 numbers, with such a posture to gnaw one by one, the effect is tantamount to ants moving mountains.

Ants move mountains, so what?!

They were originally ants, and this is the kind of work they do, not to mention thirty or fifty thousand hairs, but there is really a mountain in front of them, as long as the queen ant orders, the spirit weary ants will also resolutely carry it out, and they will not die.

Ants move mountains, duty!

"Whew!"

Su Da was furious, and his hair was flying, and the corpses of flying ants and the broken hair were constantly falling, dense like raindrops, and then Su Da was a little surprised to find that some of the things he could use freely were actually missing.

"Bastard, look here!"

The yellow dragon roared, and Leng dragged a large strand of hair with his body to prevent it from detaching.

The hundred-zhang dragon was thrown away by someone with his hair, like an earthworm on a fishhook, and it was funny and pitiful

(To be continued......)