Chapter 2432: Flames

The night owl has turned into a scorpion, and it has been more than a thousand years, and it has been restored to the original appearance of a human monk. There is no need to deliberately take out the action habits of the gorillas, and there is a rush of heroic spirit in the mind.
He recovered him, armed with a long gun, standing on the ground, like the of war, who was independent of the world, fighting the entire dark world with one person, but he was not afraid, and there was a momentum that was tens of thousands of people.
"Flame rifle, burn the darkness, restore the original look!"
In the face of fierceness, the half-step gods are dark, and the nightingales are pointed by flames and screaming.
The flame rifle, which has been obscured by the dark temperament of the red flame, immediately gave a bright phoenix, burning all the darkness, and the majestic flames rushed up and burned in the direction of the dark attack.
"There are some doorways! But for me, this kind of attack is too immature."
In the face of the flames of the flame rifle, the dark and gloomy smile, the figure disappeared in the same place, appearing in another direction like a ghost. The dark creatures that have reached the half-step of the kingdom of the king, whether it is the strength of the body or the speed, have a qualitative improvement, it is easy to escape the burning of the flame rifle.
"Although you have a virtue, but the level of the refining is too low, it is not the opponent of the messenger!"
I escaped the squalor of a blow, and in the blink of an eye, I attacked dozens of times in the position of the nightingale.
Its shape is as fast as a ghost.
Suddenly attacked by it, the speed of the nightingale could not keep up, and it was hit four or five times in a row. Fortunately, there is the help of Qingfeng Battlegear, which offsets a lot of damage. He only has some bad blood and the injury is not serious.
"Half-step is really difficult to deal with, the speed is so amazing, fighting against my own ability is not an opponent at all. It seems that I have to use all means! Against this kind of existence, I can't have any reservations!"
Although the nightingale has exhibited the power of the spirit of wolf smoke, the starry body and the merits, the power of merit has only shown 50%.
This kind of intensity attacks the dark creatures below the half-step Shenjun, there is no problem at all, but the obvious strength against the darkness is not enough, just the characteristics of the power of merit, let it be somewhat taboo.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the nightingale directly exerts the power of merit to the strongest level, and his body is completely shrouded in golden light.
The power of merit to the level of the upper feathers is like the glory of the Buddha, giving a sense of sacredness and harmony. This breath is the nemesis of all dark creatures.
For dark creatures, this is more powerful than the flames of a flaming rifle. Except for the half-step gods, there are no dark creatures, and dare to get close to the night of the night.
"A strong fire of merit."
In the face of the power of the nightingale, there is a feeling of being baked in the soul, and the feelings of the body are extremely awkward, as if burned by the soul!
"Secret darkening!"
Originally, it was extremely contemptuous of the nightingale, and immediately displayed the secret method, which increased the strength several times.
Its original black and black body immediately became more than ten times larger, like a ancient behemoth, and the whole body was completely covered by darkness, and the momentum was obviously enhanced.
"Go to hell! Human monk!"
After the dark body became bigger, lift a palm and directly cover the entire body of the nightingale, just like the top of the mountain, and photographed it.
"The fire of merit wins me!"
This time, in the face of a dull attack, the nightingale did not use the flames to fight back.
While escaping, he turned the power of the entanglement of the whole body into a golden dragon, burning to the huge palm of the hand.
The power of merit is the sinister nemesis, which is burned by it, and the darkness is immediately screaming.
The dragon of golden merits burned all over the body quickly. No matter what means of darkness, it could not extinguish the flame and make it very angry.
"Human monks. Without this flame guard, I see what you can do to resist my strongest blow!"
It is impossible to extinguish the darkness of the fire of merit, and many wounds are burned on the body, which makes it violently screaming and screaming, ready to display its strongest trick!
"Dark destruction!"
In the torment, the dark and dull trident was taken from behind, and the devastating momentum was thrown at the night. The dark trident is extremely fast, and there is a burst of empty sound during the flight.
This is the strongest blow to the darkness, and the darkness is destroyed.
The momentum is amazing!
"This strike is very strong and should be a trick to understand some of the rules of the gods."
This dark attack made the nightingale have a feeling of being locked by the soul. He felt that no matter how to avoid it, he could not escape the dark trident.
"If you can't escape, then resist it."
The night glory of the heart, such as the mirror, immediately casts the seven-star violent sway, and uses the flame rifle to shoot the rifle.
With the strongest strength to display the cracking soul and evil spirits, the nightingale suddenly burst into a heart, and there was a wonderful feeling in the depths of the soul, but this feeling was fleeting, and he disappeared without grasping it.
"Boom!"
After the flame rifle collided with the dark Trident, the square was hit hard.
The location of the nightingale was smashed into huge pits thousands of miles deep.
"A smashing ant."
Retracting the trident's darkness, I feel that under its strongest blow, the nightingale must have been spiked, and the cold snorted.
"蝼 蝼? Your strongest blow is only the case, but also screaming that I am a vulnerable ants? Half-step god, but this!"
At this time, the nightingale slowly climbed out of the gravel. Just a blow, the flame pistol suffered the most.
The reddish gun has been cracked by the naked eye.
As for the nightingale, the body of the Qingfeng armor, the damage is somewhat serious, but not completely damaged. What made him sore was that the medicinal bottles hanging on the belt had all been smashed into powder. Only a few of his souls in his palms restored Dan, and he stayed intact.
What surprised the nightingale most was that the gourd with the Taoist wine was unscathed.
"You hit the burning of the merits and fires to make the strongest blow! It is obviously a desperate attempt. Below I can see what else you can do."
The flame pistol was hit too hard, and there have been countless cracks, and the nightingale that swallowed the drug immediately restored.
Drink a big mouth to enlighten the wine and let the wounded soul recover.
Then the flame rifle and the smashing magic gun were merged together to form a brand new lance. The smell of the lance was a bit strange, and the body of the gun showed a jade-like green-green color, but it burned with a fiery red flame.
"Just call you the flames of the magic gun!"
After the fusion of the long gun, the breath is infinitely close to the level of the gods, the flames of the whole body contain very arrogant energy.
Holding the hot handle on the palm of your hand, the nightingale has the feeling of controlling the ground, which makes him realize the new gun.
It belongs to the exclusive shooting of the Flame Flame Gun, and the Flames are demon.
"Try the taboos that I just learned, the flames of the devil!"
In the vast storm, the night sky emptied, waving the flames of the magic gun, playing the guns that had just been realized.
In an instant, countless flames, like streamers, burned away in the dark place, and the dark darkness of the original darkness was completely illuminated in the fire.
This is a wide range of fire attacks, although the speed is amazing, but there is no flame coverage at all, it is completely hidden.
In the face of the double burning of the flames of the demon and the fire of merit, the dark and madness picked up.
Nearly all the other dark creatures in the vicinity were burned to death, turning into a golden force of merit. They flew to the nightingale and entered the body. His strength increased again in a short time, and his merits were close to the feathers. The peak of the gods, that is, half a step on the gods.
At this time, the darkness has been burned to death, and the ability to completely resist it. As long as it is killed, the nightingale can immediately raise the power of merit to the half-step, which is his promotion in the dark world. To the peak level.
"Enough! Human!"
But at this moment, a sinister, indifferent evil voice came from afar.