Chapter 870： Terran Rise (2/2)

Boom!

I was like a volcanic eruption, and the three soldiers hit fiercely.

The king Wang Meng knocked a stick on the knife that came over, but the mace broke, the tiger's mouth cracked, and he vomited blood again.

The powerful of the Lingling Ling clan roared, and the spirits borrowed the potential of this land, such as the standing mountains.

But in front of the spear, it was vulnerable and directly pierced!

Fortunately, the spear first pierced the palm of his hand and then pierced his chest.

Because of the cushioning, the chest is not fatal.

Otherwise, the Earthlings will find a place to cry secretly.

People are looking forward to how the third person, the person in the mask of the evil spirit, can parry the flying sword with the mighty power.

”Flame Demon!”

The masked man performed much better than the other two. He also used his true skill to expose some of his secrets.

”He is a Yanling tribe!”

”Yanlings actually cultivated spiritual sons? This is impossible!”

”That's the unique spirit of the Yanlings!”

”Is there a rise of another spirit?”

The Nuo Ling clan was shocked and exclaimed again and again.

The strange spirit race is a race born of the union of two spirit races.

The Bingling Spirit comes from the combination of the Wind Spirit and the Water Spirit.

This is called a different spirit race, and has a special status in the spirit race.

Of course, if you are strong, you will be worshipped.

However, the Yanling clan is only a small tribe, and the Earthling and Fireling clan will not allow them to rise.

Because of the rise of the Bingling tribe, the Shuiling tribe did not fall and became a side branch.

Speaking again, the magic performed by the mask people of the Yanling clan is not a means of attack, it is used to strengthen themselves.

The whole body became similar to Jiang Chen when he opened Vulcan Linchen.

He shouted with a long howl, and a colorful flame spewed from his mouth, hitting the flying sword.

Xie Feijian's castration was hindered, but he was still struggling to move forward and held up with the flames.

Immediately, the masked man struck out from the air and beat the flying sword out of control.

”Fail!”

However, Ning Haotian came to him quietly, no more than ten meters away.

天道 战 箱 is standing in front of him, his hands slap constantly.

Halberd, stick, fist, palm, leg, claw, finger.

Twenty-seven magic soldiers were beaten out of the brain, and the Yanling people's masks were busy. Although they were trying to resist, they could not change the results.

”This human race is also strong!”

Seeing Ning Haotian win with one enemy and three, the audience moved again.

”Is it the protagonist today?”

Some spiritual people are unwilling to believe this.

But the fact seems to be the case ~~ Jiang Zhe there faced the attack of the Bingling tribe and the petal mask woman, and suddenly exaggerated her power, pressing two spirit tribe women.

”It is the Eucharist! Jiang Zhe is the Eucharist!”

不仅 ”Not only that, his attack has the power of the ancient scriptures!”

”He has a sword! He turned out to be a swordsman!”

Jiang Zhe has a long machete in his hand, saying that it is an exaggeration.

Amazingly, this is a Taoist device!

what!

Suddenly, he screamed at Chen Chen's heart.

看了 He looked over and saw Ji Yinyi's long sword come out and fell down.

”kill!”

A nearby fire spirit disciple knows that he and Jiang Chen are not close, so he shot and killed.