Chapter 510 (1/2)

War!

The whole land of the blue Tyrannosaurus Rex family turned into a battlefield. The sky roared and the earth roared.

No matter you are strong or other soul masters, each of them is fighting hard.

The master and others also completed the martial spirit fusion technology, and the huge golden dragon rose up in the eyes of countless people, and killed the blue Falcon chased by the blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Green Falcon Douluo was very angry, but he could only hide under the siege of two dragons. However, in the face of the siege of two dragons, even if it was extremely fast, it was a little weak.

Blood in the air, residual feather like snow!

”Bramble, open!”

Salas is fighting with the sword.

All of a sudden, Salas stabbed the land of death brambles to the earth, and along the black barrel of death brambles gun, black shadows like snakes spread around quickly.

Wang Jian looked at the shadow at his feet and frowned slightly.

What's this?

All of a sudden, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and the whole person soared into the air.

Whoa, whoa!

Where the dark shadow was diffused, the shadows that had been flat on the earth suddenly became three-dimensional, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a dark thorn bush. These thorns were bare, and there were no flowers and leaves on the branches, but only cold and shining thorns.

Standing in the middle of the black thorns, Saras looked up at the sword flying in the sky. His eyes stopped for a moment on the angel dance behind the sword, and his eyes flashed a touch of surprise.

Angel breath?!

This is... The soul bone?

No, not really!

Soon, he pulled out the spear of death thorns which was inserted on the ground, and swung the tip of the spear to the king's sword.

Whew! Whew!

The black thorns were like soldiers who ordered and banned them. Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air sounded like rain.

On the earth, spread hundreds of meters of death thorns launched a sudden stab toward the sky, instantly extended to grow dozens of meters, and continue to grow madly.

These dead thorns are like chains wrapped with many iron thorns, and they look particularly ferocious.

”Dang!”

Wang Jian stops, and the ruler collides with the dead bramble missed by his side, making the sound of gold and iron.

”So hard!”

Wang Jian looked at the dead brambles by accident, and was awed in his heart.

I'm afraid the strength of these iron thorns is not weaker than that of refined iron!

Below, Salas holds the gun of death bramble, and his figure is like a ghost, with a death bramble on his toes.

”Shua!”

A little cold comes first, then the gun goes out like a dragon.

The dazzling cold light first blooms in front of the eyes, and behind it is the gun body like a ferocious black dragon, with an unparalleled momentum, like a raging sea.

Wang Jian got up and retreated, but it was a little slow.

Immediately, a layer of illusory Ying white soul power shield appeared in front of his eyes. When the spear of death bramble pierced the Ying white soul power shield, there was a brief energy roar.

Waves of excitement swept across Salas's face, blowing his hair and tearing his cheek.

And he, as usual, calm, and even increased the strength of the hands.

With the crisp sound of breaking, the soul power shield in front of Wang Jian suddenly broke.

But Wang Jian's face was still indifferent. With the twinkling of soul ring, there were several more golden light curtains around Salas, which surrounded him.

”Huh?”

Saras's face changed and he took back his gun.