Chapter 219 (2/2)

Ten thousand steps back, even if it is photographed into the mantle, it is not something that ordinary people can stand

When he was stunned, the figure in the sky had stretched out his palm again.

”The second blow is coming! Everybody back! ”

The long princess who came back to her senses felt bitter in her mouth.

Originally, their own people lost enough in the war. I didn't expect to encounter such an inexplicable thing... And from the strength shown by the enemy, I'm afraid that if they are not careful, all the troops here will be destroyed.

Even her royal highness is not so naive as to feel that her soldiers' bones are harder than the underground granite beds.

The demon family is even worse, because soroya, as the marshal, knelt and the palm of his hand falling from the sky again. Now the whole demon army is in chaos, and the generals of the demon family can't even close their troops well.

When the morale of the troops on both sides was lax and the soldiers retreated one after another and even began to collapse, several people rushed towards the huge palm that fell like a meteorite.

”Mr. brave?!”

The long Princess recognized the boy who dragged the long sword and rushed to the front.

Although he was happy that the other party was not buried in the herd for a moment, he immediately worried that he and soroya would be seriously injured or even die under the giant palm.

Yi Qing obviously has no margin to look around now. Although Xu Shenxing's palm attack is very oppressive from a distance, he can really feel the horror when he is under it... It feels like the whole sky has collapsed and wants to bury the world completely. It's really not ordinary despair.

”Xiaoqian, Xueyao, send me up!”

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he roared without looking back.

”Ah, it's crazy!”

Lin Xi was also agitated under this terrible pressure. She simply abandoned herself and waved her magic wand: ”what will happen next? People don't care!”

The gem at the top of the wand emitted a dazzling light, and soon a small hurricane rose up, rolling Xia Xueyao and Yi Qing into the sky.

All magic in this world has a range, and this hurricane is no exception. After holding them up about 500 meters, the hurricane can't rise any higher.

At this time, the pure white magic behind Xia Xueyao condensed into beautiful wings like angel wings - it's hard to imagine that this magic came from a man who talks yellow jokes all day

”Although I really want to keep warm with Yiqing for a while, if we continue like this, we can only become minced meat,” Xia Xueyao's constant voice makes Yiqing doubt whether the girl is afraid of this feeling: ”I think that uncle really can't release water, so you'd better be careful, Yiqing.”

”Now, even if you want to escape, it's too late?” Yi Qing smiled brightly, then his face became serious again, and raised his long sword towards the huge palm falling from the sky and comparable to the mountains: ”I'm going!”

”This sentence inexplicably has some color feeling...”

”Xia Xueyao, can you make me serious to the end?”

Yiqing's momentum was so strong that she almost threw out her sword. She could only cry without tears