At this moment, in the sky, the light flashed rapidly.

The two golden dragons that the golden Jiao cut into were soaring through the clouds, opening their teeth and dancing claws, roaring angrily and wanting to tear apart the grimace in front of them, and the weird grimace was not to be outdone, a pair of fangs and a ghostly scream and pounced on the opposite Jiaolong.

There are six streamers, like a flock of birds, chirping and dancing in circles, dodging the giant handkerchiefs fluttering in the wind, although most of them are blocked, but occasionally one or two streamers are avoided, and they shoot quickly towards Feng Botao, but Feng Botao's side, there is also a black light, which is very extraordinary, and it can block the attack just right every time.

On the other side, the overwhelming black smoke enveloped the Scarface Monk in its entirety, making it almost impossible to see inside, and as the Scarface Monk jumped, it was like a constantly beating mist.

In the black mist, there were several golden rays of light flickering erratically, occasionally seeing blood qi rushing into the sky, and there were also pieces of wind blades flying not far away, and mud cows flew into it like a sea.

The black mist is like a vortex that swallows everything, and the inside is like a firework constantly bursting, and from time to time the stars are flashing around, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, mixed with the roar of the scar-faced man.

On the ground, the tiger roared and the lion roared, and five black-armored warrior puppets, each holding an unopened giant sword the size of half a door panel, surrounded the Qingyang Lion, the Leopard Tiger Beast Soul, the Ghost Bone Wolf Demon, and a tiger-shaped puppet released by Ming Yu, fighting endlessly.

Another black-armored warrior was summoned back by the Scarface Monk to assist in the defense, and this giant sword warrior danced the giant sword like a giant shield, constantly shielding the Scarface Monk from the wind.

In this scuffle, the teams on both sides were very tacit and inseparable.

The offensive of Shen Yun and others was very rapid, but Wu Hongfei's side was also very extraordinary, especially the Eight Desolation Ancient Mirrors, which were divided into six sides, and blocked all the killings for the Scarface Monk.

The attacks of Wu Hongfei and others were also defused under the two high-grade defensive magic weapons of Shen Yun and Zhou Shimin.

In this meeting, the two sides have already fought against each other for hundreds of rounds.

No one can help anyone, but Wu Hongfei is not in a hurry, as time passes, he knows that the opponent's beast soul talisman will eventually have a moment when the energy is exhausted, and his own black-armored warrior puppet still has a lot of inventory, but his divine sense is not enough to control it, so he didn't take it out. Thinking of this, Wu Hongfei's mood became even better.

Wu Hongfei could see it, and Shen Yun naturally saw it, he was a little worried, so he also took the time to throw the sixth formation flag out before, so that the psychedelic array could take shape, and he planned to leave a way out, but it really didn't work, he could also hide in the formation and choose the opportunity to escape.

Of course, the golden Jiaojiao scissors in the sky, as well as the Eight Desolation Ancient Mirrors, made him very hot. It would be ideal to be able to turn it into a trophy.

Shen Yun's Soul Thorn didn't make a move, that thing consumes too much mana, once he makes a move, it won't be long before he falls into an embarrassing situation where he has no mana.

A few days ago, some of the Yin Qi of the Evil Soul Branch was stored and fed to the Bat King Soul by Shen Yun.

After that, Shen Yun obviously felt that the mana consumed by controlling the Soul Thorn had decreased slightly.

So I woke up and realized that the Soul Thorn needed a huge amount of mana, and the main reason was that the beast soul inside was injured, and if it could be recovered, the mana consumed would be reduced a lot.

Glancing around, he sighed in his heart, but unfortunately Xue Ling was still sleeping, otherwise this battle would be much easier.

It didn't take long for Xue Ling to be promoted to the second level, and this time he absorbed the demon beast inner pill, and he shouldn't have been promoted to the third level, but once he woke up, it is estimated that his strength will still increase a lot.

"It is worthy of a team that dares to go down to a big pit, and it has a bit of strength. Wu Hongfei took a long time and said leisurely.

"Hmph, aren't you afraid of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance if you act so perversely?" Feng Botao was furious and scolded.

"Yinglong Basin, I don't know how many teams fight every day, can the Scattered Cultivation Alliance come over?" Wu Hongfei sneered and said, "But you dare to attack me, can you bear the anger of my Wu family ancestor?"

The ancestor of the Wu family was a monk of the Brahma Realm, and when he heard Wu Hongfei say this, Feng Botao and the others suddenly showed a hint of fear.

"Surrender obediently, hand over the Zhou family girl to me, and then get away, why spare you. ”

"Get out!"

Worry is worry, you can let Feng Botao and others give up Zhou Shimin, this can't be done.

Wu Hongfei's face sank, and he didn't say more.

But after a while, the soul of the Qingyang Lion let out a wail, and was slashed away by the black armor puppet with a sword.

The soul of the Qingyang Lion, when it was originally obtained, it was less than half of its power, but now it has been fighting for a long time, and its power is exhausted after all.

When Wu Hongfei saw this, he laughed, while Shen Yun and the others seemed to be able to drip water with gloomy faces.