Chapter 1812 (2/2)

All of a sudden, there were three more friars who shaped the spirit realm. The pressure of the clan warriors increased sharply, and the battle casualties were more and more serious.

Ying Qiong and Ji Tianliu are also gradually injured, and there is no time to recover.

As a young leader, Ji Hantian fought with a spirit monk of beixuan sect for more than 50 rounds with the strength of fire dragon blood.

But with the other side to find out the characteristics of fire dragon inflammation, the direct remote use of thunder method, Ji Han day gradually can not fight back.

Ji Hantian moves at a high speed and can only avoid the thunder falling in the air.

But he uses the long-range attack of Longyan, but he is quickly dodged by the opponent's thunder running skill.

”Haha Dragon clan? Just a little snake Eat me a purple sky Xuan Lei

The friar of beixuan sect catches a purple thunderbolt from his hand and throws it directly to Ji Hantian!

”Bang!”

In the magic thunder array of thunder and lightning, the purple cloud Xuan thunder turns into a purple electric network. It seems that Ji Hantian will be completely defeated!

”Cold day!”

Ji Tianfeng looks at Ji's family genius, who is dying. At this time, he rushes into the thunder and lightning. His hands condense Golden Dragon claws and collide with Zixiao xuanlei!”Ah! ——”Ji Tianfeng screamed, the whole body black smoke, directly fainted and fell!

Ji Hantian avoided this move by blocking it. But when he turned back, he saw that his ancestors could not afford to be seriously injured for him. His heart was also abnormal with grief and indignation. His eyes were red: ”Laozu!”

Ji Hantian gnawed his teeth and started to be cruel. After falling to the ground, he ran to the friar!

”Hum! I don't know what to do... ” The friars of beixuan sect didn't mind at all, but showed a satisfied evil smile.

”Purple sky Xuan thunder!”

Another purple thunder appeared, facing the Ji cold day is falling down!

Ji Hantian didn't expect that the other side could condense a mysterious thunder so quickly, but it was too late to avoid retreating now!

Just when he thought he was going to pay a heavy price for his recklessness, a thick and flexible Zhenyuan, like a big hand, held him in the air and avoided the thunder net!

Ji Han Tian turned back and was surprised to find that it was a monk in a gray monk's uniform, who appeared behind him.

”Silent monk!”

Ji Tianliu was just kneading a sweat for Ji Hantian. When he saw that he did not speak, he was very happy.

”You've got to have a talent, you have to have a brain! It's just death

When the swordsman in green appears and falls down gracefully, there is a green sword like drizzle between the waves, whistling away!

In a hurry, the friar of beixuan sect didn't know how to deal with it. He managed to carry a real yuan shield!

However, he underestimated the penetration of the sword meaning. The drizzling and drizzle like sword idea fell on the shield and penetrated directly into it!?

Countless ”raindrops” pierced the monk directly, and a blood mist exploded from the monk. It seemed that the man was still in good condition, but he had already died on the spot!

”Liu Qinghou?! You're here too! ” Huang Yueshan exclaimed in surprise, her eyes were moist.