When Shen Qingzhu saw this scene, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stared at the green figure flying in the crowd, and his eyes were about to split.

"Look for death!!"

Shen Qingzhu let out a low roar, and the spiritual power all over his body surged, all of which poured into the huge fireball in his palm!

The fireball with a very destructive aura was suddenly compressed again, and a touch of extreme white light was blurred in the fiery red light, even if there was a vacuum wall, the terrifying heat wave was still frantically eating away at everything around!

He turned his head and shouted at the fire controlled by Jiang Er:

"You don't need to help me stabilize the fireball, I can do it myself, help me lift him to the sky!"

Huo nodded, put down the palms of both hands at the same time, and the fire line used to connect the fireball was also disconnected, his body squatted slightly, and a large amount of flames poured out from his feet, and the next moment his body ejected like a cannonball!

A red-clothed figure quickly swept through the rain of gunshots and the tide of insects.

The insect plague casually killed the four members of the black killing team, and was about to make a move, when suddenly he seemed to notice something, and looked behind him sharply.

The fire had already rushed in front of her!

The insect plague tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The red-robed figure hugged the green robe violently, and then stomped his feet on the ground, and the surging flames erupted from under his feet, and the figures of the two flew like rockets into the dark night sky!

Oops!

The insect plague seemed to think of something, and his heart chuckled.

The poisonous insect frantically climbed onto the body of the fire, biting each other, but because the body of the oracle was transformed, whether it was poisonous or biting, it could not cause fatal damage to it in a short time, as the height climbed, the body of the fire gradually shattered, but the metal skeleton that he held the insect plague still did not loosen in the slightest.

The ground quickly faded away in the field of vision of the insect plague, and in just a moment's effort, she and the fire had already flown to a height of three kilometers above the ground!

Ground.

Shen Qingzhu held the dazzling fireball, squinted at the figure of the fire that was rising rapidly in the night sky, and his eyes flashed with Sen Ran's killing intent in his eyes!

He swung his arm violently, manipulating the air around the fireball, throwing it all with force!

The huge fireball with a radius of 100 meters was mixed with extremely hot white light, and was thrown out of the ground by Shen Qingzhu, flying into the sky like a meteor, shooting straight towards the two figures that were soaring rapidly!

The blazing fireball rapidly magnified in the eyes of the insect.

Her pupils constricted!

Boom Boom Boom ——!!!!

A blinding light flashed through the night sky, and a moment later, a deafening explosion swept through the sky like rolling thunder, and the residents of Tokyo covered their ears at the same time, looking at the sky with horror!

Under the night sky, waves of fire spread and spread throughout Tokyo.

A huge mushroom cloud rises.

Shen Qingzhu stood under the dazzling sky of fire waves, his eyes calmly staring at the place where the two figures were submerged by the fire waves, and slowly lifted the cigarette that had been caught in his left hand and put it in his mouth.

Call......

Shen Qingzhu let out a long breath of smoke and finally relaxed.

The flickering firelight in the sky reflected on Shen Qingzhu's body, dyeing him with a layer of red, and in the fierce wind set off by the explosion, the flowing clouds and feathers made a hunting sound.

He calmly took a puff on his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of gas.

Behind him, countless members of the Black Killing Group watched this scene, their eyes shrinking slightly.

"High !!! in the big team leader" (Big team leader)

Cheers resounded in the sky.

……

The other side.

The plague and Garan frantically fought in the fog of the plague, and the movements of both sides dragged out the remnants of the Dao.

Suddenly, the earth-shattering explosion sounded above everyone's heads, and the corners of the sick's mouth began to twitch wildly.

It's the Thunder Beast Divine Punishment again, and it's the Super Nuclear Bomb's ......

One by one, he was shocked to watch.

The most important thing is that these means of killing are not originally owned by the [Nightfall] team, the Thunder Beast Divine Punishment is Baili Fat Disarmed Instrument Spirit, and the Divine Punishment is directly on the body of the soldier disaster with ingenuity, and the super nuclear bomb is made by Jiang Er controlling the fire and compressing it crazily......

They are using the power of the "human circle" to deal with the "human circle".

What the hell are you monsters?!

If you continue like this, all of Tokyo will be destroyed by you today!

In this brief distraction, Jia Lan seized the opportunity and slammed sideways with a flying kick, directly kicking the whole person dozens of meters away, and slamming into the shop behind.

Immediately afterward, Jia Lan's figure did not stagnate in the slightest, and rushed forward, grabbed the [Tianque] that was inserted into the ground, and stabbed it at the shop that was hit by the disease, and the thick golden pillar of light instantly melted into a hideous hole in the street.

The sick's form barely avoided the blow, slowly rising from the rubble, looking at Garan as if he were looking at some kind of monster.

No matter how terrible the disease is, it can't cause the slightest damage to this girl, which means that in front of her, her own ability has completely lost its effectiveness, and she can only rely on the most basic personal combat power to entangle with her.

The oracle's body has been modified, and the aperture of the left eye is loaded with a powerful melee combat program, so in general, there is no fear of any melee combat......

But the point is, this girl won't be hurt at all!

No matter how much the oracle makes her resist the beating, it is only a fight against the beating, but for Garan, she is not so simple as resisting the beating......

In the case of crazy close combat between the two, it seems that the disease has the upper hand, but as time passes, he will always be seized by Garan and then hurt.

If he continues to fight like this, he will inevitably lose!

"Come again!"

Unlike the plague with a sad face, Garan was already completely defeated, carrying a golden spear, her eyes were full of high fighting spirit, and she rushed towards the plague quickly.

In desperation, the disease could only fight with her again.

And outside the battlefield wrapped in purple mist, An Qingyu stood on the rooftop of the opposite building, staring at the two people who were fighting frantically in the mist, and a trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't good at close combat, and his realm was much worse, so even if he rushed into the battlefield now, it wouldn't be of much use.

He can now only manipulate the purple mist to envelop Garan and the Plague, ensuring that the plague does not escape and affect the fights of the others......

At that moment, as if sensing something, he turned his head to look in a certain direction.

At the end of the dimly lit road, a man in a black sequined suit with withered roses in his pocket was coughing and walking slowly towards the place.

Around his waist, hung a long golden knife.

[Misty pupils].

"You're here?" An Qingyu was not surprised to see him.

"Of course." Uncle Kyosuke raised his head weakly and looked at the sickness in the purple mist, "My son's life is in his hands......"