Chapter 442 (1/2)

Boom boom. Boom boom

In the silence of the void, suddenly came a series of fierce fighting. The small earth dragon's huge body and the white Youlong are entangled in one place. It is obvious that the fight between the two beasts has reached the final white hot stage.

”Nameless, I'll go and have a look. Be careful on this side!” A sound came in the dark, and the sword nodded indifferently.

I saw the side, no trace extremely vigilant glanced at the Buddha not far away. Then the body turned into a streamer shadow, holding a long silver sword, and rushed to the field. The white Youlong, who was fighting with the little earth dragon, rushed away.

At this time, the empty shadow of the sword's nameless body wandered around madly, but the momentum of its body did not weaken at all. The whole person looks coldly at the Buddha not far away. It is obvious that facing the threat of Buddha, even if the sword is nameless, he does not dare to be careless.

”Amitabha...” the Buddha read the Buddha's name with a smile, and his bright eyes flashed a light. He looked directly at the unknown sword. The Buddha light around him spread continuously, dispersing all the dark evil Qi around him.

”Roar!” Just when the sword was nameless and the Buddha's eyes were opposite, there was a fierce shadow flying out of the darkness. As soon as the dark shadow appeared, it immediately brought an invisible threat of terror. The power of thunder and lightning flickers and changes in the void one after another, and suddenly blocks the unknown space of Buddha and sword.

”Whoosh!”“ Whoosh

Sword nameless. Buddha. Two people look at each other, who did not say a word. Then, the two bodies galloped out at the same time. The two shadows were like thunder, one left and one right, facing the dark and fierce shadow in the void.

Boom boom. Boom boom

With the sound of terrible turbulence, the holy light of Buddha and the fierce intention of killing and cutting sword are released at the same time. All kinds of thunder and thunder suddenly split around, and the thunder and thunder black tiger fight with them like ghosts.

In the distance, above another regiment.

At the moment, the little earth dragon is fighting with the silver dragon. A green shadow suddenly flashed out, and it was no trace who came in time with his sword.

”The sword rises, the moon rises, the sword falls, and the sun rises!” It's the continuous release of the two sword moves, and the white fog around the white dragon starts to become disordered.

A bright moon rises slowly, freezing the temperature in the void on the spot. Then, as if time had solidified in the void, the surging white fog all stopped in place and trembled slightly. I saw a silver moon spread and spread, and dyed all the strange white fog contained in the void into the rising morning red.

Poop, poop. Poop, poop