The chase between the jungles is still going on.

Solve another one.

Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao gasped, and they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands to wipe away some beads of sweat on their foreheads that blocked their vision, but their spirits didn't dare to relax at all.

The sun rises and sets, and the willows rise on the moon.

They had been maneuvering around the terrain and their pursuers for nearly a day.

Although under their all-out and elusive means, nearly eighty percent of the pursuers have disappeared, but the remaining twenty percent is no longer something that they can solve by playing "clever".

In particular, the enemy has become wary of hidden weapons.

Huo Yunche's eyes were full of worry when he looked at his brother.

Huo Yuhao's face was unstoppably pale.

As early as an hour ago, the soul power in his body had been exhausted.

Although Huo Yunche used Xingquan to maintain the state of the two from time to time, it was still a drop in the bucket.

The soul power supplied couldn't keep up with the speed of consumption at all, and the sense of emptiness in his body consumed Huo Yuhao's will again and again, and he could only desperately squeeze his dantian to maintain the pace of their escape.

Even the sharing of psychic detection has long ceased in the passage of time.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight.

"Uhhh

A ghost vine was born, and the evil tentacles quietly roamed behind Huo Yuhao under the cover of weeds when the two of them solved another pursuer.

"Bang-"

Huo Yuhao, who was suddenly dragged by his feet and neck, stumbled and smashed straight on the rhizomes of the criss-crossing giant trees, and in an instant, severe pain and sudden relaxation of exhaustion rushed in, spreading from the soles of his feet to the flesh and skin, and then into the bone marrow, as if shouting, "That's it, you can't do it anymore, hurry up and close your eyes and rest."

"Brother!"

Huo Yunche was startled, and was just about to make a move to swing away the ghost vine, when a big knife flashing with cold light slashed straight down towards her front door.

Huo Yunche turned around a little embarrassed, his soul power was condensed on his toes, and then he used a little force on the ground, his body turned upside down in the air, his feet fell on the knife and kicked twice, and he jumped with his strength to pull Huo Yuhao who was sitting on the ground.

"Brother!"

Huo Yuhao shook his head, and the buzzing sound in his head made him a little unable to react for a while, but he still subconsciously waved the dagger in his hand and suddenly stabbed it on the ghost vine that bound him.

"Whew-"

The ghost vine retreated in pain.

Huo Yuhao took advantage of the strength given by Huo Yunche, slapped his left hand on the ground fiercely, and the shock force provided by the weak soul power made him jump up from the ground violently.

The brother and sister successfully converged, leaning back to back again, their eyes wary at the figure that surrounded them.

together

Two courses,

Sandao,

Four Ways,

Five ways.

The last figure was the one who had been pierced in his left shoulder last night.

"He is worthy of being the strongest freshman in Shrek Academy, and he actually killed more than twenty of my brothers, a good means." The black-clothed man at the head hissed a hoarse voice, but the expression revealed in his eyes was neither sad nor joyful, and he didn't even have a trace of scrutiny and defense.

Also, no matter whether the task is completed or not, he will not be able to escape a dead word, so why should he be afraid of the Huo Yunche brothers and sisters who are already poor in donkey skills and waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes?

And it can pull two geniuses on the back, which is worth it.

It's the last five.

It's still five soul sects, although it's only a low-level one.

But, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Huo Yunche raised his eyebrows, sensing the death will hidden in the eyes of the man in black, and silently calculated the way out in his heart.

Huo Yuhao held his sister's hand and lowered his eyes, without saying a word, as if he had accepted his fate, but in fact, between the communication of the soul power of the two, he tried his best to recover the state of not much.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

The black-clothed man No. 1 stomped his left foot on the ground suddenly, and his body had already rushed towards the Huo Yunche brothers and sisters like an arrow off the string.

Huo Yuhao was still quietly guarding Huo Yunche's side with his eyes closed, but his first soul ring flickered slightly behind the man in black who couldn't see it.

"The first soul skill, spirit detection sharing."

Huo Yunche raised his hand and tapped it in his ear the moment the man in black left, and the bright silver quaint gate instantly turned into a giant fortress and smashed down on their path.

At the moment when the Famen appeared, Man No. 1 in Black had to twist himself in the air, trying to organize his own forward pounce, so as not to use his flesh and blood to test the toughness of the Famen.

Then this move hit Huo Yunche's heart.

"The Dharma is called, Daji."

"Summons, Little Joe."

"Summons, Angela."

Dusty.

Fox-eared royal sister, double ponytails and two Nezha with the same style of little Lori quietly appeared in the scattered smoke and dust.

Preemptive!

Fluttering hearts, scorching pillars of light, and fans with a pink scent came out.

is no longer a simple control when fighting with Wang Dong, but a battle goddess who lifts the fangs of evil and attacks with all her might!

The black-clothed man No. 1, who was forcibly controlled in mid-air, had no defenses at all, and under the beating of the three sisters in the grass, the blood volume quickly bottomed out, and was directly taken away by a full set of skills, and the figure that fell to the ground was even filled with a happy smile on his face, so fast that the remaining accomplices didn't have time to react.

"That sister among the siblings has a strange summoning martial spirit, be careful."

The black-clothed man at the head flashed in his mind and passed away before leaving, and it turned out that the summoning martial soul was referring to this, which was indeed completely weird and unguardable.

However, if you can control one, can you control two or three?

He raised his hand slightly, and the number two, three, and four men in black received the order, and their bodies moved, almost at the same time on both sides of the Famen, like a glimpse of light, jumping into the air, passing the Famen, and towards the Huo Yunche brothers and sisters.

The ability has not yet cooled down.

Huo Yunche, who heard the prompt sound, frowned slightly, her little hand was raised slightly, the silver door suddenly lit up, and a suction force came from the open courtyard, and Xiao Qiao, Daji, and Angela disappeared instantly.

"The Dharma is called, Wang Zhaojun!"

"Fa Men Summons, Zhang Liang!"

"Summoning, Golden Cicada!"

The scholar Zhang Liang, who was holding a mage, and the bald monk Jin Chan in a robe, and Wang Zhaojun, the ice and snow empress in a long blue dress, suddenly appeared behind them with a staff in hand.

"Golden Cicada, the first skill, the spell of the hoop."

"Wang Zhaojun, second skill, imprison frost."

Jin Cicada clasped his hands together, his lips moved, as if he was chanting some obscure Dharma, and the spell array formed by the tight spell encircled the man in black No. 2, reducing his travel speed, and Wang Zhaojun raised his staff at the right time to drop the spell of "imprisoning frost" about a position in front of him.

The man in black No. 2 was caught off guard, and stepped into the "Imprisoned Frost" with one foot, and the crystal broken ice spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and the whole person turned into a perfect ice sculpture art, standing on the ground.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Huo Yunche's eyes shrank slightly, and after giving Zhang Liang the order to open the ultimate move to control the black-clothed man No. 3, he completely ignored the black-clothed man No. 4 who had already sprinted in front of them, and his lips opened slightly.

"Wang Zhaojun, the third soul technique, winter has arrived!"