Night Terror didn't know that Stormy Pegasus was about to be driven crazy, she just sighed that her plan seemed to be going exceptionally well, Tempest's aura had begun to get out of order, and the time was half as short as she had expected.

But why doesn't it use its ultimate supernatural powers yet?

How do you know that the Storm Pegasus doesn't use it, but he still doesn't dare to use it.

It has already lost too much energy, and if it doesn't hit again this time, it will enter a period of weakness, that is, it will not even be able to escape......

When Night Terror had doubts in his heart and appeared again as if nothing was happening, Stormstorm finally couldn't help it.

Come back!

Immortal board!

It's about playing it to death!

Special meow, come and come, it's a big deal that the fish dies and the net is broken!

The Tempest Wonderbolt let out a long roar, looking around for the man's figure, and with endless fear, he took a step forward, a painful and suppressed hiss coming from his throat.

So sharp, as if from the soul.

It's a big deal that they die together! It's a noble beast clan, how can it be so fooled in the palm of its hand?!

No!

Absolutely not!

The wind suddenly rose, setting off the gravel all over the sky, turning into waves, and pushing away one after another.

Is it finally here?!

Night Terror's eyes lit up, and he immediately focused on Stormy Pegasus.

The azure light surrounding the Stormstorms grew brighter and brighter, and Nightterror guessed that the Stormlands were ready to use their ultimate supernatural powers.

Her heart was apprehensive and excited, and the trace of rebellion in her veins burned hot, ready to meet the Storm Pegasus's killer moves.

It is indeed strong, and she is negligibly weak in front of it.

But so what?!

Even if she is weak, she has to measure this gap with her own hands, and one day, she will definitely surpass it!

Come on!

In the midst of the storm, Night Terror quietly mobilized the power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, turning into a sharp arrow dormant in the dark night, ready to attack it with all his strength at the moment when the Storm Pegasus attacked.

Even if it can't threaten its life, burn its fur.

Yan Qingjue quietly appeared behind the night terror, so quiet that it seemed to tear the eternal night sky, and the dim aura made the storm Tianma weak.

Night Terror was unaware of Yan Qingjue's arrival, because all her attention was on the Storm Pegasus, and the Storm Pegasus had already stared at the direction of the Night Terror.

"Hum-huh-"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you dead perverted man! What the hell are you going to call me!

"Hum Hum T

Whoop - Dead pervert! If you want to kill, you want to chop, you want to eat it alive, you want to skin it alive, give a word!

Night Terror couldn't understand, so he could only see the Storm Pegasus roaring, his body shaking one after another, as if he was caught in a demonic obstacle.

Night Terror frowned, the Tempest's reaction seemed a little too strange.

Why did it look at her so frightened?

No, I should say looking behind her.

"Who?"

"It's me."

“……”

The night terrors were stunned.

"Yan Qingjue?"

It's so dangerous here, what is this man doing when he comes back?

Just as she wanted to open her mouth to drive people away, Yan Qingjue smiled and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, its mind has already begun to collapse." ”

Terror's plan was to make Stormstorm insane, but he didn't expect it to collapse.

Squinting his eyes, Night Terror asked softly, "What did you do?" It's my goal! ”

(End of chapter)