Only the changes in heaven and earth can penetrate the spatial barrier and wake up the fat fat who was sleeping in the beast ring.

Receiving a request from Fat Fat, Thirteen Lang did not hesitate to summon it out and join in this plunder, and also share a little pressure for him who was close to being out.

After all, he had just built a foundation, no matter how big an abnormal person he was, how could he compare to a fourth-level demonic beast. It's like a mountain torrent rushing into a small river, and the riverbank is on the verge of collapsing at any time, if it weren't for that mark to divide most of the demonic energy, Shisanlang would have been killed by life.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the Wind Splitting Beast, which was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire and raising the salary at the top of the kettle. The power of heaven and earth divided by this man and beast in front of him has exceeded the extent that he can absorb it. In such a situation, if you want to break through the realm successfully, you can only double the time of the heavenly change, otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility.

That's tantamount to a fool's dream.

Falling from the clouds to the abyss, the Wind Splitter Beast roared in the sky, and a man stood up. It raised its claws against the five ice arrows that rushed in its face, and grabbed it in the air at the Thirteen Lang in the distance.

A bone-claw phantom appeared in the air, the shape of which was exactly the same as that of the Wind Breaker, but it was a hundred times larger. As soon as the bone claws were revealed, they had already appeared on top of Thirteen Lang's head, and the coercion that came to his face almost suffocated him. This is an absolute rank gap that cannot be measured by strength.

Thirteen Lang's eyes shrank, and his heart was full of awe. He realized that this was a supernatural ability that the Wind Breaker had just comprehended in its advancement, and he was fortunate enough to be the first to feel its power.

This was also the first time he had encountered a supernatural power comparable to that of a monk of Jiedan: the three drums of the four-eyed old man before must have been more powerful than the palm of the Wind Splitting Beast, but that process was different from what he was looking for, there were countless boulder flying ants between the two, and Thirteen Lang was actually injured after only one drum sound.

At this time, although he was stronger than then, he had no room for buffer, and there was no helper to count on.

When the pressure came, the violence of Thirteen Lang buried deep in his body was released: with an unyielding light in his eyes, he shouted angrily at the sky, and rushed towards the bone claw with the power of heaven.

He no longer tried to fly to dodge, but took all the liliang back and chose to shake hard!

He wants to come to kill the Wind Splitting Beast, how can he expect the other party not to do his best, resourcefulness is important, and more importantly, the courage to fight to the death. If you don't even dare to take a blow, what kind of submission will you talk about?

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. Shisanlang can live to this day, not because of his cleverness and cunning, but because of his courage and tenacity that he will never give up when he is stronger and stronger than he dies.

The bone claws fell in the air, and below was a small figure that was constantly offering various magic weapons. The figure was almost negligible compared to the bone claws, and it looked like a giant slapping a mosquito with his palm.

If he can make a magic weapon, Shisanlang will definitely not hesitate. At the moment, he could only go out and smash all kinds of flying swords, shields, knives, axes, etc., to relieve the pressure caused by the bone claws. One magic weapon after another shattered under the bone claws, and in an instant, he himself, including the many spiritual weapons he had captured, was almost consumed.

At such a cost, the bone claw was not unaffected, and three of its five sharp claws were broken, leaving only the palm and two fingers of the hand, which collided with Thirteen Lang.

A terrifying roar sounded, the whirlpool that had not yet stopped was shot away, and the bone claws also dissipated into the air at the same time, and at the same time, two figures, one large and one small, flew upside down, and the corners of Thirteen Lang's lips overflowed with blood, and his face was a little pale.

Correspondingly, his eyes were exceptionally bright, even with a kind of ecstasy.

The confrontation with the bone claw made him clearly grasp a trace of pulse, and he also deeply realized what kind of changes the power of heaven and earth would bring after it was contained in the supernatural powers. In fact, if you let the Wind Splinter recast it at another time, it would never be able to achieve such power. ...,

From another point of view, the Wind Splitter Beast had no intention of using it, but Thirteen Lang took the initiative to comprehend it, and the effect of this realization on him was even greater than that of the Wind Splitter Beast itself, how could she not be overjoyed.

Ecstasy can't make the battle end, on the contrary, Thirteen Lang at this time is in the biggest life-and-death crisis.

With the loud sound caused by the death of the bone claw, the anomaly of heaven and earth announced that it was coming to an end, and above the sky, the thick black clouds dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ubiquitous sense of liliang between heaven and earth also disappeared.

The process of the Wind Splitter's advancement is coming to an end.

"Teach ......"

A howl of anger and sorrow sounded, and the Wind Splitter finally gave up Zuihou's hope and threw all its body and mind into revenge.

Its eyes were originally shining with green light, but now they became blood-red, and there was only an irrepressible bloodlust left in its heart, and there was no more jealousy.

There was a sharp shake in its body, unbelievably fast: the Wind Splitter's face had a pained expression, then it became blurred.

It disappeared as if it had been dissolved by air!

When he reappeared, he was in front of Thirteen Lang, his palms open and closed, his long claws glowing with ghostly light, and he also thrust into Thirteen Lang's head with bitter hatred and resentment.

As a last resort, the Wind Splitter Beast was really unwilling to use this kind of magical power, which was no less than teleportation. Every time it is cast, it needs to be cultivated only by the abnormal changes of heaven and earth, so that it can penetrate the awe-inspiring spatial barrier and wake up the fat fat who is sleeping in the beast ring.

Receiving a request from Fat Fat, Thirteen Lang did not hesitate to summon it out and join in this plunder, and also share a little pressure for him who was close to being out.

After all, he had just built a foundation, no matter how big an abnormal person he was, how could he compare to a fourth-level demonic beast. It's like a mountain torrent rushing into a small river, and the riverbank is on the verge of collapsing at any time, if it weren't for that mark to divide most of the demonic energy, Shisanlang would have been killed by life.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the Wind Splitting Beast, which was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire and raising the salary at the top of the kettle. The power of heaven and earth divided by this man and beast in front of him has exceeded the extent that he can absorb it. In such a situation, if you want to break through the realm successfully, you can only double the time of the heavenly change, otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility.

That's tantamount to a fool's dream.

Falling from the clouds to the abyss, the Wind Splitter Beast roared in the sky, and a man stood up. It raised its claws against the five ice arrows that rushed in its face, and grabbed it in the air at the Thirteen Lang in the distance.

A bone-claw phantom appeared in the air, the shape of which was exactly the same as that of the Wind Breaker, but it was a hundred times larger. As soon as the bone claws were revealed, they had already appeared on top of Thirteen Lang's head, and the coercion that came to his face almost suffocated him. This is an absolute rank gap that cannot be measured by strength.

Thirteen Lang's eyes shrank, and his heart was full of awe. He realized that this was a supernatural ability that the Wind Breaker had just comprehended in its advancement, and he was fortunate enough to be the first to feel its power.

This was also the first time he had encountered a supernatural power comparable to that of a monk of Jiedan: the three drums of the four-eyed old man before must have been more powerful than the palm of the Wind Splitting Beast, but that process was different from what he was looking for, there were countless boulder flying ants between the two, and Thirteen Lang was actually injured after only one drum sound.

At this time, although he was stronger than then, he had no room for buffer, and there was no helper to count on.

When the pressure came, the violence of Thirteen Lang buried deep in his body was released: with an unyielding light in his eyes, he shouted angrily at the sky, and rushed towards the bone claw with the power of heaven.

He no longer tried to fly to dodge, but took all the liliang back and chose to shake hard...,

He wants to come to kill the Wind Splitting Beast, how can he expect the other party not to do his best, resourcefulness is important, and more importantly, the courage to fight to the death. If you don't even dare to take a blow, what kind of submission will you talk about?

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. Shisanlang can live to this day, not because of his cleverness and cunning, but because of his courage and tenacity that he will never give up when he is stronger and stronger than he dies.

The bone claws fell in the air, and below was a small figure that was constantly offering various magic weapons. The figure was almost negligible compared to the bone claws, and it looked like a giant was slapping a mosquito.

If he can make a magic weapon, Shisanlang will definitely not hesitate. At the moment, he could only go out and smash all kinds of flying swords, shields, knives, axes, etc., to relieve the pressure caused by the bone claws. One magic weapon after another shattered under the bone claws, and in an instant, he himself, including the many spiritual weapons he had captured, was almost consumed.

At such a cost, the bone claw was not unaffected, three of its five sharp claws were broken, and only the palm and two fingers remained, colliding with Thirteen Lang.

A terrifying roar sounded, the whirlpool that had not yet stopped was shot away, and the bone claws also dissipated into the air at the same time, and at the same time, two figures, one large and one small, flew upside down, and the corners of Thirteen Lang's lips overflowed with blood, and his face was a little pale.

Correspondingly, his eyes were exceptionally bright, even with a kind of ecstasy.

The confrontation with the bone claw made him clearly grasp a trace of pulse, and he also deeply realized what kind of changes the power of heaven and earth would bring after it was contained in the supernatural powers. In fact, if you let the Wind Splinter recast it at another time, it would never be able to achieve such power.

From another point of view, the Wind Splitter Beast had no intention of using it, but Thirteen Lang took the initiative to comprehend it, and the effect of this realization on him was even greater than that of the Wind Splitter Beast itself, how could she not be overjoyed.

Ecstasy can't make the battle end, on the contrary, Thirteen Lang at this time is in the biggest life-and-death crisis.

With the loud sound caused by the death of the bone claw, the anomaly of heaven and earth announced that it was coming to an end, and above the sky, the thick black clouds dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ubiquitous sense of liliang between heaven and earth also disappeared.

The process of the Wind Splitter's advancement is coming to an end.

"Teach ......"

A howl of anger and sorrow sounded, and the Wind Splitter finally gave up Zuihou's hope and threw all its body and mind into revenge.

Its eyes were originally shining with green light, but now they became blood-red, and there was only an irrepressible bloodlust left in its heart, and there was no more jealousy.

There was a sharp shake in its body, unbelievably fast: the Wind Splitter's face had a pained expression, then it became blurred.

It disappeared as if it had been dissolved by air!

When he reappeared, he was in front of Thirteen Lang, his palms open and closed, his long claws glowing with ghostly light, and he also thrust into Thirteen Lang's head with bitter hatred and resentment.

As a last resort, the Wind Splitter Beast was really unwilling to use this kind of magical power, which was no less than teleportation. Every time it is cast, it needs to be repaired