C298 (1/2)

Xiang Shaoyun has won.

The rocks and trees in all directions kept pounding at him, which made him dizzy.

If he didn't have a high-level armor on him, he would be completely smashed into meat sauce.

After all, these are the king of ghost patterns. The attacks they control are extraordinary, and they are not affordable for ordinary people.

Xiang Shaoyun was smashed continuously, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood. It was obvious that he had been injured.

However, he was not drowned by these rocks, but by virtue of the feeling of the ghost space, he was constantly cutting at the things coming from all around.

However, even if he has ghost space, his body's response is simply unable to keep up with the speed of these stones, which makes every part of his body suffer from the collision.

All of a sudden, Xiang Shaoyun has become a sieve, which looks terrible.

”Do you want to help me, boy?” The voice of the ghost eater sounded in the sky spirit of Xiang Shaoyun.

”No!” Said Xiang Shaoyun with great clang.

He didn't face such a situation. He just had a chance to hone himself.

The strength in his body was drawn out. The wings of the white tiger, which were going to be darkened, became extremely solid again, and the wings were fanned out.

Bang bang!

The wings of the white tiger are like two peerless weapons, which are full of strong Qi of Jinsha. They smash the left and right stones into cinders, which greatly reduces the impact on Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun didn't keep it for a long time. Once again, he gave full play to the advantages of ghost space, shuttled through these attack gaps, and bullied the ghost king as close as possible.

But the king of ghost pattern is smart. He doesn't give Xiang Shaoyun a chance to get close. A large number of trees are controlled by their power to move the ground. They not only block them, but also attack Xiang Shaoyun again and again.

Xiang Shaoyun has played the power of the white tiger's wing. He is not as embarrassed as he was just now.

However, if he expends his strength like this, it won't be long before his strength will be exhausted.

However, Xiang Shaoyun doesn't care about this at all. Maybe he would rather have his strength drained.

I don't know how long later, Xiang Shaoyun was fighting with these ten ghost pattern kings, and his strength was almost dried up, and his injuries were too hard for him to support.

Xiang Shaoyun's wings of the white tiger are darkened again. He has been hit by more than a dozen terrible collisions. Where the armor can't protect him, the blood has flowed down.

That pain, a little bit in the wear out of Xiang Shaoyun's willpower, so that he is about to give up resistance.

”I can survive, I can survive!” Xiang Shaoyun kept roaring in his heart. He was unwilling to be defeated like this. He would continue to break the limit.

The overlord's Tianjue is running crazily. The nine stars are in unison, squeezing out the power in his body constantly, and finally the potential power in his body is activated again.

A continuous stream of strength overflowed from the body, not only filling the stars, but also moistening the injured place, making Xiang Shaoyun's combat effectiveness slowly revived again.

”It's not enough. I need more strength, ah!” Xiang Shaoyun roared loudly, once again running the formula to the extreme. The power of innate purple thunder, white tiger evil spirit and cloud inflammation broke out, which made him present three kinds of energy: purple, gold and fire, and filled every corner of his body in an instant.

Xiang Shaoyun's vigorous environment defense keeps exploding, which is more solid. The wings of the white tigers not only become solid again, but also become much longer.