Chapter 847 (2/2)

I saw the Sith blood wings flapping, a handful of dry and chapped hands, a bloody giant blade emerged out of thin air!

This is a magic weapon with blood all over the body. I don't know how many people's lives have been gathered and how many people's blood has been devoured just now!

”Banished immortals of China, fall!”

Elder Sith grinned grimly, holding a three meter long blood blade in his hands, the whole person turned into a meteor and shot at Meng ran, who was troubled by mental power!

At the same time, the Lord of Luomen also coughed heavily and did not hesitate any more. Now that Meng Ran's Achilles' heel is exposed, he is seriously injured. It is a good time to kill him at one stroke.

How can these old foxes, who have lived for several years, waste such a good opportunity in vain?

I saw the old man in Tang costume throw out his crutches at will, and then two palms and one lead. All kinds of invisible spiritual power converged in front of him, which turned into substance, just like a piece of iron wire, endless!

”The Lord of Luomen, who was famous in Eurasia, was also a psychic

Meng ran, who is constantly attacked by the spirit of Meiji, calms down. She seems to have expected this scene for a long time.

”Meng ran! Do you really think my cultivation is inferior to you? In the Jinghu battle that day, I just used five success forces. ”

The Lord of Luomen had a big drink. The silver wire in front of him was actually entangled with each other and formed a vast iron net by snapping his fingers!

Hua Jingtao's dragon like fist strength, which has not been burned and dissipated by Meng Ran's flame power, was immediately pulled out of the deep traces of the road when he met the silver iron net!

Change shape!

The spiritual power of the Lord of Luomen can be transformed into an attack!

To know this kind of means, for a monk, only when he breaks through the second small state of Fen Yuan state can he have a chance to understand it!