Yang Zhao could see that this smoke was poisonous, she, she weighed the spiritual power on her body, and effortlessly summoned a few breaths of fresh wind, blowing away the dark green smoke.

This thing is really blocking the view, especially the angle from which she shoots the video.

When the smoke became smaller, she continued to hold her mobile phone to photograph the battle in the sky with great interest.

Being on the battlefield, Yang Zhao didn't dare to use his pranayama to restore his spiritual power at all.

Although the formation left behind by Aoki Majin could withstand the attacks of the foundation building period monks, she was not sure that it could withstand the strong attack of the night sharks.

There is nothing wrong with being careful, and being cautious can save your life.

At this time, the situation of the battle in heaven changed again.

The addition of the idol again made Aoki Majin a little intimidating, and the original fierce offensive of those fire dragons suddenly weakened, and gradually became only sleepy and not attacking.

On the battlefield either the west wind overpowers the east wind, or the east wind overpowers the west wind.

As soon as Aoki Zhenren's side was weak, the night shark naturally suppressed those fire dragons.

They don't want to get entangled here, they want to escape from this place.

Because of the direction in which they fled, the already crowded sky became a little empty.

"If Aoki's students don't come again, then this guy will have to run a few."

Yang Zhao muttered to himself while recording the video.

At the very least, the white-robed old man had already run far away, and if it weren't for the fact that there were several big fire dragons around her to chase and intercept him, she estimated that she would not be able to see him anymore.

At this time, you can see the depth of their cultivation.

For example, the woman who is good at illusion, even if she has sacrificed the god statue, is only no longer forced to retreat by the fire dragon, and wants to run far away, but it is even more difficult.

And the handsome man who wanted to treat Yang Zhao as a furnace was a little better than the woman, but the speed of escaping was not much faster than that of the turtle.

But the night shark was on par with the white-robed old man, and at this time, he only saw the body of the fire dragon, but not his figure.

As time passed, the few who were trapped in place and couldn't walk far couldn't help but feel a little anxious after seeing that the others had already run out for some distance.

A few of them saw that they couldn't get through the air and plunged into the ground.

But it didn't take long for him to emerge from the ground and fly into the air again.

And the huge root system behind him also rushed out along the area he had drilled out, and they stretched their bodies on the ground that they had never seen the light of day in their lives.

But the man flew so high that he couldn't reach him as much as he could, so he had to retract into the ground again.

And that person was also entangled by the fire dragon again, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Another handsome guy who wanted to treat Yang Zhao as a furnace was the first to hold back, and he screamed with a hideous tearing sound.

"You forced me!"

As soon as the words fell, the body of the idol beside him instantly cracked countless lines, and then with a "boom", the fragments of the idol sprayed in all directions like arrows from the string.

The fire dragons surrounding the Furnace Ding Monk disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had been erased by an eraser, and the Monk in the Sky himself lost his figure.

Yang Zhao stood below, his eyes wandering around the sky.

After a while, in the distant sky, several green grass dragons were successfully formed, and then pounced towards a black dot.

Obviously, the Furnace Ding Monk couldn't escape the eyes of Aoki Masa, and he was about to escape but was stopped by the grass dragon.

This scene made the female monk who was good at illusion clench her silver teeth and turned pale.

"Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian looks down."

An unfamiliar cry came from below, and she lowered her eyes to see a young girl flying above the ruins of the temple.

She took a closer look and recognized the person who was not attacked by the grass dragon, it was the good apprentice of Senior Brother Wang, Liu Sheng one by one.

She flew low over the ruins, her arms still gesturing.

The female cultivator surnamed Qian looked in the direction he gestured and found a leisurely figure standing under the blood-red tree.

There is endless war in the sky, but there is a little quiet time there for her, which makes people angry when they look at it.

The female cultivator surnamed Qian looked at Yang Zhao, the struggling look on her face flashed, and then she no longer broke through, but slowly retreated towards the temple with the strength of the fire dragon's encirclement.

Yang Zhao had been paying close attention to the battle situation from the beginning, and Liu Sheng, who had just flown into the air for a while, naturally saw it.

When it seemed that someone came back, her heart suddenly lifted, Yang Zhao stuffed the video mobile phone into the Qiankun bag, retreated and leaned against the big tree, ready to call Aoki real at any time.

After the nun surnamed Qian came to the sky near the temple, she began to rush down with the idol.

Aoki Zhenren didn't give it for nothing, and the logic of the female cultivator surnamed Qian may not be clear to him at first, but now it belongs to the open card, and the churning fire dragon naturally struggles to stop it.

The nun launched several attacks, but all of them were suppressed by the fire dragon.

"Boom!"

A thick drum beat resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone who heard the drum was stiff, as if even the heavens and the earth were stuck.

"Boom! Boom! ”

"Shunyuan City Lord Zhou Mu is here, why don't you just arrest him?"

The voice was close to the ear, like the whisper of the person beside him, but everyone heard it.

That student of Mato Aoki finally came.

Who of those people in the sky will listen to the words of the city lord of Shunyuan? This sentence is like the evil spirit that makes them even more careless.

For a while, all kinds of magic weapons, spells, palm thunder and other things were thrown out like they didn't want money.

What's more, he directly blew up his idol, just to get rid of the entanglement of the fire dragon.

For a while, most of the fire dragons in the sky were cleared, but in an instant, grass dragons took shape in an instant, wandering in the sky.

The black dots in the sky in the distance flew over quickly, and when they got closer, Yang Zhao realized that these were flying boats.

Three flying boats formed a team, and they sailed through the sky of flying leaves, towards those who were struggling in the mire.

"I was kind enough to persuade people to be polite, but it seems that you don't appreciate it, and since that's the case, I have to let you see my means."

Shunyuan City Lord Zhou Mu broke off drinking.

"Where is the government army!"

The four fields rang out with an earth-shattering response.

"Here's the lowly duty!"

"Formation, follow me to capture the thief!"

"Whoa!"

For a moment, the light on the flying boat was blazing, and the momentum of the horns surrounded those people.

Here, the Qian nun had a sharp glint in her eyes, and her hands pinched and lightly opened her thin lips.

"Myriad Phases!"

For a moment, the golden light on the body of the idol protecting her brightened, dazzling like the sun, but in an instant, it disappeared like a bubble.

Yang Zhao only felt a pain in his eyes, and tears involuntarily blurred his vision.

"Aoki-senpai!"