Ink is like the sky, chains are like lightning, waving the sky. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Red as red fire, spear like a dragon, fighting in Unai.

The wind moves the world, and the murderous atmosphere is dense.

On the top of the mountain, you can't see the figures of Yun Jitian and Jiaxuan Moyan, you can only see the ink-colored Seagod Chain and the red flame gun, colliding fiercely and flying and killing.

And above their heads, the three elders of the Lou Xing family, more than a dozen top masters and the four kings of Warcraft faced each other.

The light and shadow of the whole sky fluctuated, and only the sound of long whistles and collisions was heard endlessly.

And below the top of the mountain, behind Yun Jitian and Jiaxuan Moyan.

The people brought by Jiaxuan Moyan, under the elite soldiers of Wangtianya led by Xiaoyin and Xiaohong, surrounded them and started a fierce battle.

The wind moved, the clouds moved, and the orange-red light shrouded the sky.

Red like blood, red bewitching.

"Boom." A fierce collision sounded.

The Cloud Killing Sky and the Seagod Chain were like an ink dragon, and they directly hit the front door of Jiaxuan Mo Yan, exploding sparks and banging loudly.

"If you want to take Luo Yu away in front of me, don't even think about it." A flying body* took a step back.

Yun Jitian snorted coldly, grabbed his hands in the air, and waved upward.

I saw that the two ink-colored Seagod chains were instantly transformed.

It quickly transformed into a black fire lotus shape in the form of a chain, gathering above the head of the Cloud Slayer Heaven.

The rosette attack form used to be the trick of Yun Killing the Heavens.

The ink-colored fire lotus quickly condensed and formed on the top of Yun Slaying Heaven's head.

It is not as huge and turbulent as a disk of dark clouds, but almost the size of a palm.

But that fierce momentum is completely more imposing than the fire lotus that was as big as the number of buckets in its heyday.

Jiaxuan Mo Yan didn't dare to look at it and was slow, and the spear in his hand drew countless barriers in front of him, facing the ink-colored fire lotus that killed the clouds and the sky.

Seeing this, Yun Jitian snorted coldly, and the five fingers that broke through the sky slashed downward.

The ink-colored fire lotus brewing above his head attacked Jiaxuan Moyan with a bang.

The ink color is blank, almost like a black meteor.

"Young Master, be careful, ......" On the canopy, the Great Elder Lou Xing, who saw this scene, couldn't help but cry out anxiously.

Jiaxuan Moyan has been cultivated by the sect master in recent years, and it is not Wuxia Ameng back then.