Chapter 192 (1/2)

The white unparalleled voice vomited out of the body and was clearly heard across dozens of miles. With the spread of the voice and the majestic power, there was a gust of wind.

However, the world of monsters, which is respected by the strong, only makes the opponent fear and will not surrender in the violent power. What's more, it's a fierce beast fighting for life and death.

The old Kirin soared into the sky and blocked out the sun. His huge body fell directly towards Bai Wushuang. He was burning with a sea of fire. He was really not afraid of death.

Roar.

Bai Wushuang gave a roar, his huge body jumped up fiercely and soared for several kilometers. His huge claws fell in the air without any dark light demon patterns. What he competed for was pure power.

Old Kirin also stretched out his claws and grabbed them in the air. The two claws collided like two hills. The terrible wave swept several kilometers and flattened the ancient trees around.

Because it was not clear on the ground, Qinxue released the jade shuttle, carrying more than 20 of us to resist the sky.

The old Kirin is not as powerful as Bai Wushuang. After the collision, he was blown away, but at this time, the Kirin beast pounced on him, opened his mouth, and could swallow a mountain. His sharp fangs are several meters long, emitting a cold light and directly bite Bai Wushuang.

But when he was about to bite, Bai Wushuang's front paw pressed fiercely, and the flame on the unicorn went out. He stepped directly under his feet and pressed it into the rocks.

The nine headed Golden Eagle flew into the air with his people and took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. He caught a blood mark on Bai Wushuang's back, which was tens of meters long. However, such a wound fell on the huge gray wolf, which seemed so insignificant.

The half saint of human beings can also burst out such power, but it is far less intuitive than the battle of the big demon. The magic power of moving mountains and falling into the sea is only magical when human beings display it, but when a huge monster directly smashes a hill, the visual impact is by no means comparable to magic.

After Bai Wushuang was attacked, his hair danced, jumped fiercely, jumped over several mountains, hit the nine head Golden Eagle Group in the sky with his huge body, and all of them, including the nine head Golden Eagle, flew backwards.

However, in this time, the old half holy beasts collectively killed them, just like mountains falling from the sky, directly smashing them with their bodies, and instantly drowning Bai matchless in it.

I was shocked when I saw it. It was dozens of semi holy beasts. Not to mention being hit, they could be crushed to death.

But in the next second, more than a dozen and a half holy beasts were blown away, falling like a mountain when they came and rising like a mountain when they went. One of the old semi holy beasts was hit for several kilometers and fell right towards our place.

For a time, the sky was dark, and its body was too huge. Unless it was to lift the Xia peak or break the virtual energy to escape, the rest would be pressed into meat mud.

At this time, the yuan family's half Saint moved his hand, and the river hung in the sky, covering dozens of kilometers. The river rolled up the wave, moved the body of the old half Saint beast for several kilometers and smashed it between the two hills.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The old semi holy beast fell and was stuck in a Grand Canyon, howling with dissatisfaction, but it didn't mean to take action. It was just one of them. It would suffer a great loss if several human semi holy animals took action at the same time.

A few seconds later, it struggled to climb out. The peaks on both sides shook and the earth and rock collapsed. After it got away, the two mountains collapsed in half.

I saw a little speechless. The fierce beast could not control the power of the huge body. The destructive power was too strong.

Although one semi holy beast left the battlefield, there were still dozens of others. At the moment when Bai Wushuang was suppressed, the others swarmed up, were smashed, and immediately jumped on another, all using their bodies as weapons.

But Bai Wushuang was still fighting. He kept flying the fallen fierce animals in the roar. However, the herd found opportunities and wouldn't let him get up. Under the constant impact, the earth seemed to collapse. Together with the forest in front of us, it was shaking with the impact. The shock wave crossed, and the square and round trees in the sky were destroyed and the withered trees were turned into sawdust.

Seeing this scene, I whispered that he couldn't get out of trouble.

I was a little nervous. I pulled Han's skirt and motioned her to help. As a result, he shook his head. However, at this time, the sunset was falling, the sky was dark, and a full moon rose. The mountain was blue. Almost at the moment of the moonlight falling, twenty or thirty half holy old beasts were shot away.

Bai Wushuang's huge body soared into the air, dressed in the blue moon, and his wounds like gullies are healing rapidly under the moonlight.

Oh, woo... The wolf howled through the sky, and its desolate voice was burning with infinite fighting spirit at the moment. The silver blue hair flew and stood under the night sky. As soon as the head dropped, it swooped down and rushed directly into the fierce herd. The strong wind was like a shadow in the waving of its giant claws, and the mountains and rocks cracked at the place where it fell.

Han Dan said that the monster obeyed the law of the forest. If he wanted to be king, he had to defeat all his opponents himself.

In the distance, white unparalleled is like a blue moon, shuttling through the mountains and rivers, exciting the fighting herd. With the passage of time, the life of the old semi holy beasts came to an end, the breath weakened rapidly, the old body was no longer strong and matchless, and the body size quickly became smaller.

The old Kirin crawled first and stayed for a while. Then the old nine golden eagles fell to the ground and were unable to fight again. In an instant, the old holy beasts came to the end.

Although they did not win this war, they spent their most brilliant time. Crawling is submission, but also waiting for the end of life.