The power is great!

The entire void roared, revealing a thousand incomparably black cracks, and the colorful light was stacked and dazzling.

This group of Terran monks retreated one after another, and one of the monks was careless, unable to defend himself, his shoulder was rubbed, and he immediately collapsed, the blood flowed into a line, and one arm was almost dismembered, so he snorted, and hurriedly pointed to stop the bleeding, and under the support of his friends, his body retreated violently and retreated to the rear.

Han Feng also took the opportunity to move his body sideways, moving left and right, successfully avoiding the attacks of those black thunderbolts, and seemingly unknowingly followed the three or five Terran monks to Long Miao's back to seek refuge.

"Senior Brother Long!" several people shouted towards Long Miao, if it weren't for the great battle, otherwise most of them would have saluted.

Han Feng followed behind, pretending to nod at Long Miao and saluting.

There was no emotional change on Long Miao's face, since he joined the war, there were countless such scenes, and he was used to it, and it was normal for someone to borrow some strength near him and take a breath.

"Hmph, you're very powerful, you've driven all of our people here, then you can also eat my palm thunder!" He forced the two half-step psychic monks of the demon clan to retreat with one move, and suddenly looked at the demon monk who was chasing Han Feng and the others, grinned, raised his hand and slapped a palm, the palm of his hand flashed, a red light flashed, and a ball of lightning shot out, turning into the size of a zhang in a blink of an eye, and rushed to the person in an instant.

The man was not in a hurry, and shot out black thunder and lightning again, using electricity to control electricity, violently impacting, sneering, and the void trembled for a while, and rippled everywhere.

It's a pity that this person's black thunder and lightning are not as good as Long Miao's ball lightning, and he was defeated after only a short while, this person was shocked and flew away, and he used all kinds of means to resist it, and his face turned slightly blue.

"The three of you go up together, I'm all next, it's all a bunch of local chickens and dogs!" Long Miao was extremely arrogant, and he said rampantly to the three half-step psychic people of the demon clan.

"Looking for death!" The monks of the demon clan are all warlike people, not to mention the three figures of not low status, naturally they can't tolerate Long Miao's contempt, and immediately joined forces to use all kinds of killer weapons, and they all rushed towards Long Miao.

I have to say that Long Miao does have arrogant capital, a golden spear was used by him like a swimming dragon, and between the flights, the golden light was shining, breaking the attacks of the three demon monks one by one, not only did not fall behind, but launched counterattacks from time to time, making the three of them scramble.

What's more, Long Miao seems to have mastered a special skill that allows him to move sideways quickly and dodge their combined attacks in an instant, even in a space of this strength.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, looking for an opportunity to make a move, but after observing for a while, he couldn't attack, so he couldn't expose himself in order to make trouble for him, so the gain would outweigh the loss.

This time it didn't work, and there will still be a chance in the future, and it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but he is not in a hurry.

After waiting for a while, the rest of the demon monks besieged again, and Han Feng and the others had to rush out to fight the enemy.

In the face of these demon cultivators who had attained the consummation of the Dan, Han Feng did not have much pressure, although he was not as numerous as them, his strength was far stronger than them, and he easily blocked their attacks.

"Bang ......"

It didn't take long for a strange sound to suddenly come from the oblique thorn, Han Feng turned around suddenly, and suddenly found the figure of Lei Benyun, he was running from the southeast, and wherever he passed along the way, no demon monk could resist his attack, but he didn't lose his hand, he was just injured by him.

This old demon swept all the way, came to the vicinity of Long Miao, and without saying a word, began to launch a fierce attack on the three half-step psychic people of the demon race, all kinds of light and banging.

Long Miao was a little surprised, but he didn't mind, and immediately controlled the golden spear to cooperate with his attack, and repeatedly hit the body protection light of the three demon monks.

Han Feng's mind turned, and in the blink of an eye, he understood the old demon's plan, thinking that this guy was thinking of fishing in troubled waters and devouring the half-step psychic of the demon clan, and the purpose was naturally to restore his strength.

"Hmph, is there a strong person in your human race?!" A tall figure suddenly appeared behind the three half-step psychic people of the demon race, and I saw him snort coldly, and a big hand reached out, spanning the entire sky, and directly suppressed Long Miao and the old demon.

Long Miao sneered, raised his hand to recall the golden spear, and frantically poured mana into it, and immediately showed the shadow of the giant gun, stabbing into the air like the Optimus Giant Pillar, and violently rubbing against the opponent's big handprint, the fire splashed everywhere, and the spatial ripples spread outward like water waves, layer upon layer, sweeping across a radius of nearly a hundred zhang.

Not to be outdone, the old devil folded his hands, his fingers moved, and one after another magic tricks flew out, not flying outward, but spinning and returning, submerging into his own body.

In an instant, a large area of thunder light appeared from his body, condensed and converged, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a giant blade that reached the sky, slashing at the opponent's big handprint, and the same roar continued, and the strange light flashed.

After only a short while, the big mudra quickly disappeared, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The other party's blow didn't seem to have the slightest effect, but in fact, it resolved the dilemma of the three half-step psychic people of the demon clan, they were able to withdraw dozens of zhang, hurriedly took out the pill and took it, recovered their magic power, and stared at Long Miao and the old demon Moxi with a vigilant face.

"I have some ability, no wonder I dare to be arrogant here!" The tall demon man suddenly stepped over, looking still far away in the sky, but in a breath, he came to the side of the three half-step psychic people, and shouted coldly.

"Who are you?" the body is like a cow, but the tone is not small!" Long Miao's face remained unchanged and he asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you will all fall here!" said the man, who was even more arrogant than Long Miao, glanced at him and Messi, and said with a blank face.

After saying this, he didn't hesitate for a moment, stepped out again, and came to Long Miao's side in an instant, and it was directly a punch, the void rippled like water waves, and an extremely distorted depression appeared, with colorful light and power!

Long Miao was startled, but his reaction was also very fast, and he also used the ability to teleport, moving away from this position in an instant, dodging the opponent's fist.

However, the opponent's strength was much higher than him, especially the ability to teleport, which caught his movement trajectory in an instant, followed him reluctantly, clinging to him tightly, and continued to hit him with fists like a casserole.

Long Miao was shocked, the spear in his hand was erected, and the golden light was shining, like a wall like a shield, and he forcibly blocked the opponent's blow. ()

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