Chapter 932: After Ascension

This person is much stronger than himself.
With this uncontrollable pain, Yan Song even felt that his soul was going to crack.
It hurts too much, and because of her disparity in strength, she can't control the stop of the exercises.
She had a feeling that as long as she forcibly interrupted the exercises, she couldn't help but said that the exercises would be reversed, and her body was more seriously injured.
So even if you feel that you have become a thin piece of skin, it is like a balloon blown to the extreme will explode at any time, but Yange did not try to stop it.
Both of these people were sucked into the human body until the wind blown into powder scattered when the wind blew. The closed eyes of Yan Song opened and a pair of red eyes seemed to bleed slowly The ground looked at the people who were outside the seal of the enchantment.
At this moment, she was fat like a giant meat ball like a hill. Every inch of her skin had cracked blood marks, and the almost unrecognizable seven tricks on her head were bleeding.
This looks really terrifying.
Even if they knew that the enchantment was strong, the strange coffee in it would not rush out, but these people were taken aback by the words of Yan Ge's eyes, and they all stepped back in shock.
Looking at each other, they saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Evacuate, or stay here?
Just then, Yange moved.
Her body was as small as a hill, and every time she took a step, she swelled.
It was like stepping on the hearts of everyone.
The scared faces were pale and the unconscious stepped back.
With eyes closed, the Song of Song has reached the wall of the seal enchantment, and a huge fist smashed into the wall of the enchantment. The crowd finally couldn't hold it. I don't know who shouted, "She's strong again, let's withdraw."
Before the words were over, more than a dozen people had run without a trace.
That enchantment enchantment was smashed by Yan Ge's fist.
Her fist was already blurred, but she didn't care, forbearing the pain of the medicine tearing her to pieces, she took a few volley steps and entered the aura mask that had previously hid everyone.
The battle is not far from here, and a mountain is separated from these people surrounded by the fairy hood. Everyone can see the fighting scene over there.
They used to be immortals in every small world.
As long as they are there for a day, they will die with the death.
Those in the divine world can't see what exercises are used to sing songs, but they are the most clear.
Yange used the demon technique.
She is a demon!
She turned out to be a demon.
How could a demon become an immortal?
How could the magic come this far?
Everyone was puzzled and surprised.
But at this moment, no one has a slight disdain or vigilance for the magic of Yange.
They thought that even if Yange wanted their lives at this moment, they were willing to give up with both hands.
Nothing else, because only the song of song can fight against those in the divine realm, and can give hope to countless ascendants.
So I found that Yange came to Yao Lao and waved at them.
They walked quickly without any hesitation.
"Yan Xiaomei, how are you ..."
Before the words of concern were answered, Yan Song suddenly stretched out her hands and tore the void in front of her eyes.
Everyone had no doubt, one by one into the crack in the space, the last one of the song, she threw Yao Lao into the crack in the space, and was about to enter with it. Someone was holding her leg behind her.