Vol 3 Chapter 297: Fairy (1/2)

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Looking at the opponent who flew in the air, the eighty-one ghosts in front of Zi Yan immediately flew toward each other.

Eighty-one saints will be shrouded in the top of each other's head.

Who knows that at this time, the rear suddenly flew a thunder of light, went straight to the purple spirit of the devil.

”Adult, I will help you!”

Hu Huanshan arrived. Although the other party came in the name of helping, but at the moment of the shot, he went straight to the purple spirits.

Between the heavens and the earth, there was a sword-like knives, leaving a clear trace in the air, to tear up the eighty-eight sacred characters that the sable had just completed.

In the face of such a situation, Zi Yan does not change. As the spirit moves, the saint symbol is broken instantly, and eighty-one ghosts appear, forming a holy character and flying in the sky.

Knife mans approached, screaming at the ghosts.

”Oh, no, I didn't see it. I thought you haven't shot it yet? I'm sorry.”

At the time when Knife Mang was about to fall, Hu Huanshan rang in apologetic voice in time.

”It doesn't matter, go back now.”

Zi Yan said faintly, did not point out the other party's true intentions.

When I saw the powerful knives coming, I directly penetrated the ghosts and flew away.

There is no damage to the ghost spirit array, which is constantly shrinking and going to the opponent's sea of ​​knowledge.

Because it is the second manipulation, and the opponent is obviously not as strong as the original fairy war, so the ghost spirits shrinks quickly.

During this period, the opponent is evading quickly, and wants to get rid of the ghosts on the top of the head, but the ghosts are in the shadows and can't get rid of them.

”Get out!”

The immortal screamed, and the sword in his hand went to Tianzhu, and he shot again and again, but he could not hurt his points.

Hu Huanshan stood in the distance, failed to destroy the purple scorpion, which made his face very ugly, but he immediately showed a smile on his face and said: ”The sable brother is really powerful, this The sacred genius actually ignores the defense and seems to be a trick similar to the soul.”

The eyes of Zi Yan are getting colder, and the other person directly points out the weakness of the ghost spirit, and his heart is awkward.

The fairy can naturally listen to the meaning of the words and prepare to use the soul attack.

In the eyes of Ray's unparalleled, with the cold cold, he is ready to give Hu Huanshan a lesson.

Lei did not win but slowly shook his head and stopped the practice of the younger sister.

”Why? You are a leader, can't you see it, he has ulterior motives?” Ray asked, and he clearly knew the importance of the matter, without asking questions.

”You don't want to intervene in this matter.”

Lei Wusheng said: ”As the core of the extreme, when the interests of the San Lei people are their responsibility, they must not participate in the family dispute.”

”But he is in trouble, obviously affecting the interests of the San Lei people!” Ray Wushuang is very unconvinced.

”The main cause of this incident is family conflict. Even if it is to convict, it is also a conviction after the war, not now.”

Lei Wusheng said: ”More, just a reminder, according to the strength of Zi Yan, it is not at a loss!”

At the time of the two people's voices, I saw the purple dragonfly riding the fairy, flying forward and reaching the fairy.

He jumped from the back of the fairy, and the fairy became a ray of light. He punched forward with a punch.

The dazzling thunder light was released from the fist, and the sturdy breath surged between the fields.

The fairy naturally knows the fairy king, and said coldly: ”It’s just right, the armor of this fairy should be changed.”

The voice just fell, and the light has arrived.

A loud bang!

The other person’s body should be backed up.

Wearing the purple scorpion of the celestial king, the fighting power has already been different in the past, and it is difficult for the opponent to resist at the moment, let alone take the initiative.

After a punch, it was another punch, and the roar continued to ring, and the fairy was constantly being repelled.

Above his head, eighty-one ghosts follow.