C915 (2/2)

Several people looked at each other, but in the distance came the laughter of Wanmo Zhenjun.

”I'm afraid it's not so easy to go. Today I'm going to ask you Yuanying to practice for me.” Wanmo Zhenjun said with a burst of laughter.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't speak. She threw all the remaining elixir into her mouth. Then a fan was thrown out with a wave.

The mountain and River Fan flew into the air. After several drips of spinning, the five mountains had already flown out. With Zhang Xiaojian's blood essence spurting on it, the mountain peaks began to grow larger.

”You go quickly, I can support for a while, if the time is prolonged, there is really no way.” Zhang Xiaojian said.

Qingguo hesitated for a moment, two palms rolled out, and the unprepared clear and empty intelligence flew out directly.

Then he swallowed two pills and threw them out directly to cut the Dragon Blade and joined the battle.

Wanmo Zhenjun sneered and looked at the five mountains. Suddenly, he raised his hand. A cloud of black fog turned into a huge bare hand in an instant. It was like the five mountains catching the past. At the moment of meeting, they even made a loud noise.

Originally, the rapidly expanding mountain peak was shrouded in black bare hands, which has never changed.

Qingguo's Dragon chopper is actually the end of a strong crossbow. Although it was cut on the black hand, it didn't play any role. On the contrary, he was hit hard again, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't care about anything. She took a picture and flew Qingguo out.

When Zhang Xiaojian sent away Qingguo at all costs, the ghost sword of Wanmo Zhenjun had reached his head.

Qingguo saw clearly, and then hit the stone wall. As soon as it was dark, he didn't know anything.Zhang Xiaojian saw it clearly. However, it was too late for everything to shake. Even if he had great ability, he could not hide the knife.

In the moment of his despair, a voice of doubt came out.

There is something flying out, flying out of the moment, the wind bursts, the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

Boom. After a loud noise, an umbrella appeared in front of Zhang Xiaojian, just protecting Zhang Xiaojian in the middle.

The power of the ghost Sabre is so powerful that it doesn't complete any damage when it is cut on it.

Thousand soul umbrella, Zhang Xiaojian at that moment, exclaimed.

What flies out is indeed a thousand soul umbrella. If there is no such thing, Zhang Xiaojian will definitely die and can't die any more. Even if she runs away, she can only escape from Yuanying.

Eh, there is a voice in the distance. It belongs to the real king of ten thousand demons.

For the sudden appearance of this thing, Wanmo Zhenjun was a little confused. He never thought that Zhang Xiaojian had a magic weapon, thousand soul umbrella, to cultivate magic skills.

Zhang Xiaojian has not made any response, but the thousand soul umbrella has already risen to the air, and it is spinning.

The black fog surrounding the real king of ten thousand demons suddenly changed its direction and entered the thousand soul umbrella.

This abnormal change, let Zhang Xiaojian some do not understand.

But, as you can see, it should be a good start.

Zhang Xiaojian quickly took the opportunity to restore spiritual power and urged the mountain and river fan to be ready to attack the real king of ten thousand demons.

Seeing that the continuous black fog ran to Zhang Xiaojian, Wanmo Zhenjun felt a little bitter in his heart.

The ghost sword suddenly flew out and ran to the thousand soul umbrella to split it. He could never let the thousand soul umbrella complete the change. It seems that this thing has a fatal encirclement on him.

However, when the ghost Sabre was cut out, there was a sudden shiver inside the sabre, and a thick black fog instantly turned into a long sword and went up.

The swords collided and banged.