Seeing that the storm tornado was getting closer and closer to the night terror, Yan Qingjue couldn't help frowning.

In order for her deception to succeed in deceiving Stormstorm's terrifying instincts, Night Terror will come into direct contact with the tornado, and the time to disappear must be stuck at the most critical moment.

It's just that...... Will she be able to withstand this blow?!

Can her calculations be accurate enough to be accurate?

If there is even the slightest hesitation...... She could have been seriously injured!

Yan Qingjue thought about it, his brows became tighter and tighter, and the light in his eyes surged darkly, but it added a touch of popularity to Zhang Youye's graceful face, which was shockingly beautiful, and he couldn't help but wipe his nose when he looked at Emperor Huang and Huangliu on the side.

Well, no nosebleeds yet......

The "Great Beauty" shook her backhand, and a light the size of a grain of rice was converging in her palm, and with a flick of her backhand, she sank into the land of the tornado.

"Hum—"

A clear sound was instantly swallowed up by the sound of shattering, as if droplets of water had been thrown into the sea.

However, Di Huang didn't have a nosebleed but his eyes were gone, and he grabbed the desolate one with great excitement and shook it wildly.

"Did you see that?! Did you see that! Your Lord Qingzun has made a move! ”

"He actually made a move! God! ”

"And in such a ghost place, he can still resist this suppression and control his power so precisely, has it reached the point of returning to the purity?"

……

The desolate stream glanced at Di Huang with great disgust, how far has the power of his own lord got, and there is momentum that ordinary people can imagine?

Of course, the absurd stream doesn't want to die yet, so naturally he can only slander in his heart.

It's just that Araku looked at the storm Pegasus who was still extremely arrogant, and shook his head silently.

Your Excellency, this is not just planting, how simple is it......

If he wants to defeat the Tempests, it will be easy.

If he wants to subdue the Tempests, it will be just as easy.

But now it's up to a little weak chicken to be able to dodge the attack of the Stormy Birds without being detected by the little weak chicken and the Stormstorm, and then find a way to let the little weak chicken subdue the Stormstorm when he thinks he is relying on his own strength...... It was so sad that his head was dizzy......

The care of the Lord Ye goes beyond satisfying the needs of food and clothing and material needs, and directly reaches the high level of satisfying spiritual needs!

Your Excellency!

You're in love!

Night Terror had already entered a state of rapid brain operation at this time, and soon she calculated the best position, and with a movement of her feet, she took the initiative to meet the storm tornado.

The terrifying wind shattered the surrounding land, turning it into a blade and slamming into Nightterror's body, engulfing her in an instant.

"Boom—"

"Huh-"

The Tempest Pegasus beast's pupils shrank, and it let out a high-pitched howl, with a hint of vengeance.

What about a little ant, even if you have fresh fruit on your hands?

As a human race, if you don't obediently put the tribute on the line, you dare to challenge its dignity, and you will not be forgiven!

"Hum—"

The light of the grain of rice burst open, and the Storm Pegasus's pupils suddenly shrank, and the colors around him froze, as if the heavens and the earth had fallen into another realm.

It was shocked, and the moment it turned around, it met a pair of cold and cruel eyes, and the cold and piercing voice pierced the soul of the stormy Pegasus.

"Wastestream, kill this guy now, and you can go find another Tempest, can you do it?"

(End of chapter)