Chapter 892 (1/2)

(886 xuanbing cold sword town envoy, netherworld Youlan delivers samsara)

seeing this situation, Haoming smiles to himself. The young elder of Cuiyu palace is still too young. Such a brute force collision, the person does not die also have to be hit hard. He can instantly incarnate himself from the body of the other party.

The two gods collided on the spirit line. Although they were powerful, they were only conscious. Except that the divine sense can sense the violent impact, the spirit thread will not be damaged at all.

Haomingjian's power of thinking is indeed a crushing blow in the past. He is about to directly touch the other party's body, but he doesn't want to hear a sharp Shua, and all the aura lines are broken in an instant. Part of his mind power that he released had no spirit traction, and the contact with him was suddenly interrupted.

This is not because someone has applied any technique, but because someone has used the space array which has been arranged here, the space has been misplaced.

Between him and song Ruhai, there is a large and transparent oblique section like a calm water surface. There was a slight displacement in the space on both sides of the section. In this way, all the lines passing through this section are naturally interrupted.

”At this time use the array? This group of lower bound mole ants is really shameless! Shameless Haoming sees that he is about to succeed, but he is wronged. He is very angry in his heart. He looks hard at the yellow shirt woman who controls the array.

Although Huang Lu has been paying attention to the fight between song Ruhai and the monster who pretends to be Liu Yan, she can only see the spirit, but she can't see the collision between the two sides. Fortunately, Gou Zhu quickly sent a message to remind him that she was able to control the array decisively and help song Ruhai avoid the disaster of life and death.

Although the spirit line was interrupted, some of the other side's mind had already poured in. Song Ruhai suddenly felt a shrill scream as sharp as a sharp blade. He had to mobilize all his mana to resist.

He could not bear it for a moment. He vomited a mouthful of blood and could no longer resist the wind and fell from the air.

Gou Zhu instinctively wants to go forward and hold song Ruhai with his magic power. However, remembering that Huang Lu is still on the side, he stops his pace and grabs the 19th who wants to move forward.

Song Ruhai, who was both physically and mentally injured, fell from the air. He felt a soft magic force holding him, and then he fell into a gentle embrace.

”Let me down, I'm fine!” He was a little embarrassed and some irascibly rushed to Huang Lu who caught him.

Compared with song Ruhai, Haoming is really crazy. He had given up all his tactics and wanted to slap the dog and man to death immediately. So after he got up, he had already got together in advance to deal with song Ruhai, and immediately started to shoot Huang Lu and song Ruhai.

At this time, his mana was no longer purely intangible and chaotic, but with a light light of fire. It looked like a huge flame palm under the clear sky.

But on the way to the palm, he met the blue light in the air, and the figure of Gou Zhu in a black Taoist robe flashed and blocked in the air.

He put the middle finger of his right index finger together and gently moved it to the palm of the big flame hand. A wisp of blue appears at your heart.

Haoming saw that he only felt that he was patted on a sharp blade standing on the edge of the cold. The pain and chill came from his palm.

”Just a friar of the lower world, if I didn't have flesh, I would have killed you like a dog!”

When Haoming saw that he roared and thought like a tide, a steady stream of magic power surged out of the yuan God, and all of them turned into fire magic power, and pressed his opponent's head and face.

However, no matter how fierce his fire cloud skill was, he felt as if he had clapped on a hard and cold steel nail, and the cold awn in the other party's hands was still.