Chapter 693: Is this over? (1/2)
Hundreds of martial arts kings can only blast out the blood bat king by relying on two martial arts techniques.
Xun Jun often laughs with just one person, twisting the wings of the other Blood Bat King, which is very scary!
I don't want to say.
How could he be the sovereign!
”Roar--------”
The Blood Bat King, whose wings were twisted together, screamed.
Although it was also transformed from a mysterious state, it also suffered the most real pain like the warrior who entered it.
”Bash!”
Xun Jun often raised her hand with a smile, the twisted wings were torn directly, and the blood wafted like rain.
This is really brutal, so cruel that the disciples of Wanzong can't bear to look directly, only to put their minds on the other Blood Bat King.
”Whooh ---”
Hot flames and dazzling beams of light flickered, blasting from different directions.
Boom!
Boom!
The huge Blood Bat King moves slowly, so he can only seduce all the moves, and then is blown away again.
”Whooh ---”
A cold wind blew, accompanied by a piece of frost, which pressed down the surrounding heat.
”brush!”
Lu Lu's hands were staggered, and the icy air from the diffused air was stronger, and eventually the Blood Bat King was temporarily frozen.
”Brother Zhou, it's over to you!” Shouted Li Qingyang.
He knows that Master Sister's freezing time is limited, so at this time, you must rely on the sharpest output to cause fatal damage to Blood Bat King!
”brush!”
Zhou Hongfei flew in and pulled out his sword!
brush!
brush!
Jianpi Lianwushuang's sword qi suddenly appeared in the dark, then tore the space and cut it off.
”Bash ————”
Bloody Bat King suddenly lost one of its wings!
Click!
At the same time, the power of Frozen also came into contact, and because it lost a wing, its huge body suddenly became unbalanced in mid-air and fell down dangling.
I kill him while he is sick!
Woohoo!
Woohoo!
Wan Guzong's disciples shot in succession, Chixiao Flames and Qixuanxiaguang burst out and blasted on the Blood Bat King, blooming again and again!
The Blood Bat King, who lost a wing, was so badly wounded that it has now been bombarded again.
The night the stars flew in, and the sword in his hand waved, and immediately displayed a word of quick formula, forming a dense sword atmosphere.
扑哧!
扑哧!
The Bloody Bat King's huge body was instantly cut apart and injured, and then he collapsed on the ground with weakness.
”brush!”
The night the stars fell, disdain: ”Trash.”
I ca n’t beat the sacred beast of Emperor Wudi, but the severely wounded seventh-grade spirit beast ca n’t be beaten?
”Master! Be careful!” Li Qingyang exclaimed.
”Boom —————”
The **** bat king's body suddenly swelled, blooming the most brilliant light before dying, as if congratulating the single dog happy holiday!
The night starry reminded.
He was relatively close to the explosion point and was inevitably splashed with flesh and blood.
of course.
The Blood King Batman exploded, not because the warrior blew himself up.
But the flesh and blood stained on the armor was stinking and disgusting, making the Emperor Ye Emperor who cares about cleanliness extremely abnormal.
Boom!
Boom!
On the other side, Jun Chang laughed and stood on Blood Bat King's body, condensing his fist into a fierce bombardment on the opponent's head, until he smashed into flesh, and then stopped.
”咻 ——————”
Suddenly, the vision of the eyes changed, and everyone was instantly in the swamp, blowing a nasty odor in front of them.
Obviously, after killing two blood bat queens, he immediately entered the second level of ordinary difficulty.
The disciples of Wanguzong did not relax.
The first level is not warming up, the real test has just begun!
”Mum! Mum!”
Suddenly, air bubbles appeared in the swamp, and the stench from the air was more intense.
”brush!”
”brush!”
At this moment, a slimy monster rushed out, and their whole body was cut off, similar to an enlarged version of a caterpillar.
”So ugly!” Su Xiaomo said.
This caterpillar-like monster is not only ugly, but also smelly!
A total of ten appeared, and they just surrounded the disciples of Wanzong. From the perspective of breath, they should be at the level of the second-class spirit beast.
”Baby.”
Xun Jun often laughed and said, ”Fight!”
”brush!”
”brush!”
The disciples were scattered and tacitly understood as a group of ten, killing ugly insects.