Chapter 1760: Evil fantasy

The dull atmosphere of the battlefield makes it hard to breathe. Everyone is uneasy, and the dark eyes are desperate.
"In seven years, can the fire magic be so powerful? Xiao dust has only been promoted to semi-sacred for five years, Xiao Chen has absorbed the power of innocence and innocence, and the mysterious power of the ancient temple." Now, after two years of retreat, I have not been able to break through the quasi-holy. How did the sorcerer cultivate in the end?" Looking at the high-altitude arrogant arrogant demon, the end of the swallow swallowed, a little trembling voice said.
"If Xiao Chen comes, if he doesn't break through the quasi-holy, it is not his opponent, but don't worry, there is still a strong person who does not show up." Deeply sighed, the ghosts forced the fear of the heart, squeezed out A touch of firm smile.
"What do you mean?" Mu Yunshan heard the words, his face glimpsed, his heart suddenly moved, and suddenly he showed a touch of joy.
"Yeah." Ghost gently nodded, shrugged, grinned, and was expecting.
Aside, Gu Yunfeng, they are confused and face to face, each of their own guesses, do not know who the ghost is said to be strong, but this makes everyone's heart because of desperate and broken hopes once again ignited the fire of the stars.
Above the sky, the eleven and a half sages such as the Soul of the Tigers were seriously injured. Without any awareness, they were seriously injured by the sorcerer, and the grievances of the heart were unwilling to imagine.
The strength is respect, no matter how much their grievances and unwillingness in their hearts, but at this time they have no right to speak, all the grievances and anger can only swallow their stomachs.
"Who did you start with?" Just when the soul of the soul felt uncomfortable and angry, the fascinating fascinating laughter of the sorcerer was hidden and murderous, and the face of the emperor suddenly changed dramatically.
The sorcerer’s eyes, which were full of evil and slightly cold, swept through the crowds. Everywhere they were, they were all scared and trembled. They dared not look straight into the cold eyes of the eyes.
"Happy owner, you are the head of the family, or start from you first, killing them really makes me not have the slightest interest." Mori cold murderous eyes finally settled on the happy Tianzhu, the enchanting faint smile.
"Small beasts, you don't have to take a inch." Happy Tianlian's face changed slightly, and the corners of his eyes were pumped, and the sullenness was extremely extreme. After half a ring, he was angry.
The corner of the devil's mouth evokes a slap in the shadow of the playfulness. It doesn't matter if it spreads the hand. It seems to be a step in the slow void. But the moment has already appeared beside the happy sky, the speed is fast, it is undetectable.
"I would like to see the consequences of the intensive footage." The demon-like appearance, indifferent words, once again make the face of the happy Tianyi change, the heart is once again shocked by the terrible speed of the fire.
The indifferent voice of the flaming demon, suddenly let the face of the happy phantoms around the sky, suddenly disappeared, if they did not hear the sound of the sorcerer, they still do not know where the flaming body is.
The beautiful face of Xiaoyao Xiaoyu is fierce and gloomy. The eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, slightly hoarse and angry: "Inflammation, you have got what you want, what do you want?"
Hearing the words, the sorcerer stunned his eyes and angered the almost unreasonable illusion of the illusion of feathers. The corner of his mouth pulled up a smack of disdain, and the faint smile said: "Happy, Lord, do you still have the qualification to speak?"
"You." The defeat of the king, easily defeated the hand of the fire, the happy fantasy has indeed lost the right to speak, but the arrogant and arrogant attitude of the evil spirit, really makes people want to kill his impulse, and happy Xiaoyu The face is also picked up, the ridicule of the sorcerer, the trampling of the dignity of the phantom feathers, the latter is like a volcanic eruption: "You don't regret it!"
"Phantom feathers, stop!" seems to be aware of what, happy and stunned, and after half a ring, his face suddenly changed, hurriedly shouting, and the face of the family and the elders of the family have changed dramatically.
"Bad!" Xuanyuan's face suddenly showed a horror, and there seemed to be some unknown secrets.
"What's the matter?" The ghosts and the masses face each other, their faces are all wrong, and their eyes are also transferred to the Xiaoyao phoenix on the downwind.
Happy Xiaoyu looks like a warmer, but angry, but it is strange and fearful.
"Does this guy still have power?" Hearing the wrath of the fascinating illusion, the sorcerer's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his gaze stared at the distant illusion, and the faintly noticed something was wrong.
"Yunshan! Go away!" Mu Yunshan was full of horror, and the sound of the screaming of the sky was like a thunder, and it blew in the ear.
"what!"
"Hey!"
The fascinating feathers on the edge of anger, the chest undulating, face-faced, bloodshot eyes, scarlet flashes in vain, when the last anger is also ignited, its fierce anger rises, the violent momentum surges, the power of destruction At this moment, there is a constant surge.
"Sure enough, there is power! No, this. This is.." The sorcerer who is not far from the illusion of the fascinating feathers, after feeling the force of the former rushing, the face of the sorcerer suddenly changes, when the power is detected More than usual, this time is even more shocked by the gods.
"What happened? Happy little masters still have such terrible power!" Above the sky, the souls that have been seriously injured are also face-changing, the dark pupils shrink rapidly, and the gods are full of shock.
"The power is still improving! How is this possible?" Looking at the fascinating illusion of the devastating force, the soul tiger couldn't help but swallow, and it was unbelievable.
In a short while, the fascinating fascinating feathers in the roaring, the power of destruction continues to surge, and the repair has already broken through the semi-holy, and has advanced to the quasi-holy, and the power is still rising rapidly, and the annihilation is actually The enchantment next to him flew out.
"Impossible!" Flying out a few hundred meters, the savage magic slammed the figure, the eyelids flashed a touch of surprise, the face frowned and slightly wrinkled, my heart was tight, not channelable.
"Phantom feather! Stop working!" Happy Tianzhu more and more panic.
"It’s too late.." Xuanyuan shook his head with great helplessness.
The trembling voice sounded from the mouth of Xuanyuanzi: "He. He came out.."
"Quasi-Holy Land! What is this power? How can there be such an evil atmosphere?" Mu Yunshan's face was full of horror, and after half a sigh, he asked to look at the distant Tianzhu.
The eyes of the soul and the ghosts and the masses of the people have been transferred to the happy Tianzhu, but they found that the two masters of the family and the elders of the law-abiding sighed with helpless sighs.
Seeing this, everyone is more curious, and there is definitely a reason for the horrible power of the illusion.
When the last bit of power in the illusion of the fascinating feathers broke out, the breath of rapid swells also came to an abrupt end, and the roar began to calm down.
Nowadays, the force that emerges from the body of the fascinating fascinating feathers is another devastating force, violent and full of evil.
"I don't think there is such evil power in his body. What is going on in the end? Is anger stimulating the potential, or is there another reason?" The face of the sorcerer's face sank, slightly frowning, the dark eyes are complicated, and it is also collected at the moment. Before the disdain.
The space gradually recovered and the eyes of the people shifted to the sky, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
Slowly raise his face, gently pull up a touch of smirk at the corner of the phantom feathers, the light breeze blew, the hair that blows the cheeks, the closed doubles smashed open, the two red awns flew out, scarlet and Empty, it’s shocking to see.
Seeing the look of Xiaoyao illusion, the face of the flaming demon changed again, and he narrowed his eyes. He could clearly perceive that the former was more than the previous illusion of the feathers.
"You seem to be very addicted to me."
The scarlet scorpion stared at the smog of hundreds of meters away, and the faint smirk of the fascinating fascinating screams, revealing a fierce and slightly crazy smirk, a faint smirk spread, hoarse and sharp. It’s chilling.
"This is not the voice of the happy brothers.." The ghost face suddenly changed, and the pupils were magnified, revealing the color of doubt.
"Hey." Happy Tianzhu shook his head again and sighed, a helpless and helpless look.
"Who is he?" Hearing strange words, everyone suddenly came up with the same words, staring at the fascinating eyes.
"The strength of this waste is nothing more than that. I took the initiative to let me out. After today, you will never appear again." Slowly stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and glanced at it, and the illusion of fascination Road.
"The power is completely convergent. Who is this person? Why is it in the body of the illusion?" His power is far beyond the illusion of the illusion." A few simple words of the illusion of the illusion, so that the genie does not dare to act rashly, the dignity of the face is even more A little more.
When the sly scorpion, which is full of scarlet scorpion, sweeps into the sorcerer again, it is like an illusion, still appearing in front of the fire magic half a meter.
"Hurry!" The face of Yanmo suddenly changed dramatically. The pupil was instantly enlarged, and his heart was shaken again. He felt a bit depressed at the chest.
Xiaoyao illusion feathers slightly raised the chin, and the corner of the mouth evoked a dangerous smirk. The condescending gesture glanced at the flaming demon, and immediately slammed into the chest of the sorcerer with a fist, seemingly no fancy, but the oppression of destruction The sound of the wind is declaring the destructive power and amazing speed of the fist.
"Hey!"
But the sorcerer is not a fuel-efficient lamp. In order to test the power of the illusion of the illusion, he did not shoot, his hands quickly set up in front of his chest, followed by a shocking sound, only to see that the sorcerer was shocked out.
Upon seeing it, everyone in the room couldn’t help but take a long breath and stunned.
The two masters and the eleven sacred priests can't incite the sorcerer. Nowadays, the illusion of the illusion can be shaken with a fist, and these strong contrasts make the hearts of the people scream.
"This. How is it possible." The crowd looked dull and full of horror.
"Hey." Happy Tianxiao sighed softly, shook his head, and when everyone was puzzled and frightened, the next words of Happy Heaven made them feel shocked.
"The evil side of the survivor in the magical feathers.."