Chapter 1759: Desperate dilemma

In the high-altitude battlefield, the fierce battle was once again staged. The people underneath were nervous, and they all held their breath, and the palm of their grip was also squeezed out of sweat.
"Boom!"
"Hey!"
The eleven and the half sanctuary launched a ferocious offensive with the demon, and in the face of the fierce attack of eleven and a half, the demon was acting quite easily, and the face always had a dangerous faint laugh, that one The deafening sound of the road came from high altitude, and everyone could not help but lick their ears.
The high-intensity battles let the younger generations of the gods and the strong people look at the thrilling, and every punching and punching sound of the fists hit their hearts deeply, and they keep jumping, letting They seem to have forgotten their breath.
The souls of their souls violently attacked, seemingly to hit the sorcerer, but inexplicably cut into the past by the inflamed demon, which made their hearts extremely helpless and depressed.
After a series of attacks, not only did not hit the sorcerer, but in the confrontation with the flaming fists, under the shock of the terrorist forces, let the souls feel a tingling in their hands and feet, and secretly complained, but Extremely helpless.
I don’t know if I’m playing, I know the horror of the evil spirits, which is more terrible than they think.
As time went by, the souls of the souls became more and more mad, and they couldn’t beat them. The filth was tumbling, and the face was covered with sweat. Obviously, under such high-intensity battles, it was extremely powerful. ,
"One. One punch can't be hit.." The happy fantasy feathers are sluggish, and the eyes are mixed with bitterness and shock.
Although Xiaoyao Xiaoyu was seriously injured, his realm is still there. He fights at high altitude. He can clearly see that the eleven people of the emperor have joined hands and launched a fierce offensive, but they have not hit the flames, even if they It is difficult to encounter the corner of the flaming devil.
Not far from the dead mountains and the four squats and other people are helpless shaking their heads, the situation of the battle, they are also clear, the flaming demon obviously has the upper hand, and still with a touch of play in the battle.
"The ancient gods!" The emperor's soul slammed low and screamed at the artifact, and the momentum rapidly soared, and the power rose again with the appearance of artifacts.
"Zijintong Heavenly God!" The soul of the Tigers waved and the artifact flashed.
"The ancient of fire!" Xuanyuan's words followed by a violent sigh, the magic weapon was actually the top artifact, and then the law and the elders sacrificed their magic weapons, eleven people's momentum and strength increased rapidly, compared with before, At the moment they look a little stronger.
"Is it finally necessary to make the real thing?" Seeing the emperor's soul eleven people sacrificed their magic weapons, the demon is still fearless, the evil smile on the face is even more, casually glanced at the eleven souls And then said: "To make your strongest law."
The eleven and the half-sacred strongmen retreated in the distance, and each opened their distance. The close combat was not cheap. They had no choice but to give up. They wanted to consume the power of the fire, but their own power was not consumed. less.
"Holy! The wrath of the sky is wrecked!" The soul of the spirit stabilized the moment, the hands quickly flashed, the power of destruction in the body condensed above the right palm, and the right palm radiated dazzling golden light, followed by the distant The sorcerer took out a palm.
"Holy! Gods and Tigers are buried!"
"Holy! Cang Kunkun!"
"Holy! The Taiyi Fengyun!"
Eleven and a half holy, the momentum is skyrocketing, the sky is incomparable, and at the same time urging the full force to display the holy decision, the power of the eleventh destruction almost broke out at the same time, so that the sharp and sharp sound of the sound of the sound, shocked everyone's eardrum, The whole space of the gods is like being in the doomsday. At this time, I don’t know how many people in the realm are shaking in fear.
"Hey!"
The eleven devastating terrorist forces slammed into the blaze, and the sorcerer still took a quiet smirk at this time, although in his eyes, these forces were rapidly expanding, and he did not panic, nor did he act.
"Boom!"
"Hey!"
When a force of destruction approaches, the sorcerer still does not leave, the bang blows, the devastating force directly devours the sorcerer, and then the power of the destruction of the following stocks continues to bomb, and the smashing of the smashing smashes and surges. The dark space is constantly flashing.
"Inflammatory that the did not escape." Ghosts frowned slightly, eyes staring at the center of the explosion, even if they could not see the fire, they did not blink.
"This kind of terrible power, the inflammation is actually not the case." Yin Yang Shaotian looked at the destruction power of the sky, feeling that the soul is almost scared, and the fire magic did not dodge.
The flaming devil did not dodge, saying that it was a mad madman. It is better to say that the power of the sorcerer is terrible. The power of the eleven and a half sages is no threat to the sinister.
"Can you hurt him?" Soul Tiger asked a little frowning. Even though he knew the power of the semi-sacred, the soul tiger did not know how to hurt the fire.
Happy and shook his head, whispered: "The little beast did not avoid our attack, indicating that he is not worried, our strength may not hurt him."
"Father and Shibo are fighting with him. They should consume a lot of his strength. The fire devil ignores our attacks. Can it be that our strength really can't hurt him?" Xuanyuan’s words were questioned, slightly squatting. Eyes, stare at the sky.
The energy of destruction lasted for a few minutes before it began to gradually dissipate. The space calmed down, and the darkness was gradually replaced by brightness. The gray vision of the sky was looming.
As the gray space gradually became clearer, the face with a faint smirk and a dangerous face appeared in the eyes of everyone.
The long-awaited results of the people finally came out.
Inflammatory, unharmed!
"How can this be?"
Seeing that the sorcerer is still the same as before, his hands are attached to his chest, his face is covered with a touch of sinful smile, cold and proud eyes, with a condescending attitude to look at the emperor soul in shock and horror, everyone is unbelievably exclaimed .
"Sure enough, hehe." In the distance, the devil was unscathed, and he lost his head and shook his head, a self-deprecating smile, even though his heart had hoped to hurt the demon, but now it seems that he thinks too many.
"This kid is terrible!" Jiuyang also shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"Our strength, if it is even a hand, may also hurt him." The soul tiger is dignified, this result, although not what he wants, but the reality is like this, it will not change because you think.
"Maybe." Xuanyuan Mo Yuan smiled bitterly, his tone was very stubborn, and he was helpless. He never imagined that the evil spirits had been so horrified.
"We have no chance." The devil was unscathed, and the spirit of the emperor suddenly fell down and laughed at himself.
Wen Yan, Xuanyuan’s words frown slightly, and the eyes full of perseverance glanced at the soul of the emperor, whispering:
Is there not a brother of Xiao Chen? We still have hope.

"Xiao Chen brothers?" Xuanyuan Mo Yuan and other people's eyes are also fiercely lit up, and the heart suddenly ecstasy.
"There are no masters who have never left the customs yet. I am afraid that they have not broken through the quasi-sacred. Even if the Lord is coming, it is not the opponent of the evil spirits." The ecstasy of Xuanyuan Mo Yuan and others is completely spread, and the soul of the soul is a cold water splash. They came down and instantly poured out their hopes.
The two heads of the family looked up at the sky and looked at each other. They were helpless smiles. The two great family members also turned from panic to disappointment and helplessness.
"The sorcerer absorbed the blood of Kui Ying, and we have no difference with the loss to Kui Ying." Xiao Tian Tian Xin’s heart laughed and laughed more and more depressed.
The terrible smell of the fire is no longer what they can deal with.
Above the sky, the demon gently patted the sleeves, and the cold and sinister eyes looked at the souls of the emperor, faintly laughing: "It seems that the power just now is your limit, regrettable Yes, I didn’t hurt me at all. Should this be disappointing?

Hearing the words, the soul of the soul changed slightly, his face was dignified, and his eyes full of suffocating eyes stared at the sorcerer. As long as the sorcerer had the slightest action, they would immediately launch an offensive.
"Since you can't beat me, according to what I said, I will kill you all!" The sorcerer glanced at the direction of the ghosts and other people, and there was a disappointment in the eyes, and then the eyes were transferred to the souls again. On the body, the corner of the mouth evokes a fierce sneer, and Mori’s cold murder is also filled again at this moment.
Perceived the murderousness of the flaming eyes, the face of the emperor changed again, sinking, whispering: "Be careful, he wants to shoot."
Xuanyuan Mo Yuan and others are also very dignified staring at the flaming demon. The more they get to this moment, the more uneasy they are in their hearts. The dull feeling is like being pressed by the mountain, it is difficult to gasp.
"Boom!"
"Puff puff!"
In the eyes of the sorcerer's eye, the murder suddenly slammed, and the murder suddenly multiplied, and the figure disappeared suddenly. In the blink of an eye, everyone saw only the eleven and a half sages who spit blood at the same time and were shot in different directions. At the same time, a mouthful of blood was also sprayed from their mouths.
Unexplained, without warning, it was so vulnerable that he was seriously injured by the fire.
The unparalleled speed of terror was once again shown by the sorcerer.
The crowd below is already taking a long sip of coolness, a commotion, the original hope, and now completely fragmented, hope to become desperate.
"Hurry, huh. Actually fighting this monster.." The soul of the emperor laughed and laughed.
"I can't stand his punch.."
"This little beast is even more terrible than Kui Ying.."
The eleven and a half sacred moments were seriously injured by the sorcerer, and this horrible strength is really beyond the reach.
"This is troublesome, and the semi-san is also seriously injured. We are not the opponent of the evil spirit." Feng Tianlie is very dignified, looks like a calm look, the heart is already overwhelmed, no way.
"How has Xiao Chen not yet gone out? If we don't come again, we will die!" The sorrowful anger was like burning the eyebrows. It was a burning eyebrow, and it was uneasy, and it was impossible to calm down.