Chapter 723: Fight the gray priest!

Even if the Yuanjiahong is a four-pointed purple, when you face more than 5,000 people attacking at the same time, you have to take a good look at it. Can you win it?
What's more, the current Yuanjiahong is still poisoned, and the strength is only half of the original one. How can it be an enemy five thousand?
This giant soul ball won the Yuanjiahong five internal organs like a broken open, completely unaware, but she must support, or else the priests behind him will be finished.
If these loyal priests are completely destroyed, even if the high priest of the tower of the demon does not blame her, she wants to cultivate a group of loyal black priests and I don’t know what to wait for. Month.
And her Yuanjia red eyes looked at the enemy in front of her, she is not willing to give up anyway, the guy is too deceitful, this time if he let him escape, do not know when he can kill him.
Moreover, all of these men are the same as those who cultivate the power of light. As long as the poisons do not kill them, all they need is time.
Of course, Yuan Jiahong is not the kind of madman who wants to avenge his own life. Even if it becomes the present, she still has enough confidence to block the attack of these guys.
Seeing Yuanjiahong vomiting blood, Fang Hongzhao was very excited and continued to speak loudly: "Assault."
This voice, the soul of more than 5,000 people came out again, gathered into a giant sharp knife-shaped soul force, once again slammed into Yuanjiahong.
"Looking for death." Yuanjia red eyes stunned, stunned, and took a hand, a golden dragon immediately flew out of her hands.
Yuanjiahong's summoning beast, the holy beast of the golden dragon.
As soon as this golden dragon appeared, the body suddenly changed from the previous one meter to three or forty meters long, and the body became several times larger.
"Oh." The dragon was in front of Yuan Jiahong, slamming forward, and the sharp knife that gathered more than 5,000 souls was scattered.
After breaking up this soul force, the grandeur of this giant scorpion is still there, and it continues to spread forward. Everyone only feels a fierce gust of wind blowing in the face, and the thousands of gods and monsters in the front row are swept away. .
"Wow..." The front row of soldiers pressed against the back row, and the whole formation was immediately scattered, but the thousands of soldiers who directly suffered the roar of the dragon fell on the body of the companion behind them, and the bones of both sides collided. At the same time, it hit the skeletal fracture of the whole body.
It’s just that the roar of a dragon makes the Devil Alliance lose more than 2,000 people’s combat power. No wonder the Yuanjia Red is so arrogant.
"Haha, a group of chickens and dogs, can't be beaten." Yuan Jiahong took back the white light curtain, and the sword pointed forward: "A Huang, kill them all."
Yuan Jiahong’s voice ordered that the golden dragon was immediately glaring, and his mouth was wide open, and the team that was targeting Ling Xiao once again issued a giant cymbal:
吼~~~

The ground could not withstand the roar of the golden dragon, and the sound waves mixed with countless dust and gravel were like a fierce wave of air, screaming like a wave.
"Ah." The crowd faced such a strong attack on the Golden Dragon, but they could only helplessly watch the air wave rushing to engulf them and shred them.
"A Ling, let me come." Just when Ling Xiao did not know what to do, a purple shadow broke out from Ling Xiao’s body and rushed in front of the group of soldiers, aiming at each other’s anger. The waves are also a loud voice.
"Roar,."
A ring of screaming buzzing sounds from the direction of this side, directly smashing the other's swells.
"Little Linzi." Ling Xiao was very surprised. He was the first time he heard Xiao Linzi speak.
However, this is the second time that Xiao Linzi took the initiative to help him against the enemy.
The last time was Long Yao, this time, it was still a dragon.
Ling Xiao thought without hesitation, is it that Xiao Linzi and the dragon have hatred?
Sure enough, after the sound wave of the golden dragon was broken by Xiao Linzi, Xiao Linzi won the pursuit and directly rushed toward the golden dragon.
When the golden dragon didn't react, he felt a flower in front of him, and a purple shadow seemed to run on himself.
When the golden dragon found a pain in his neck, he discovered that his neck was cracked by some sharp things.
These sharp things continue to swim in its huge body, revealing the scales of every skin on it.
"Hey,." The golden dragon screamed again and again, and his body swayed and flew high above the sky, like a child with unbearable stomach pains.
"Damn, it turned out to be the holy beast of purple jade unicorn." Yuan Jiahong did not expect that the summoning beast of Ling Xiao was even more advanced than himself. He was just surprised for a moment. Her summoned beast was already scarred and tired.
"A Huang, come back." Yuan Jiahong rushed to collect the golden dragon, and the seemingly small purple shadow immediately returned to Ling Xiao's body.
"A Ling, brother, I did a good job." Xiao Linzi's smug voice was floating in Ling Xiao's mind, sounding like a child.
"Oh, it's really good." Ling Xiao's mouth slightly raised, laughing: "Unfortunately, it is only for the dragon."
Xiao Linzi snorted twice: "This is all seen by you."
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes: "Otherwise, you have given me to deal with that woman now."
Xiao Linzi's head shook like a rattle: "No, you can come."
Ling Xiao also just said casually, he really did not intend to let Xiao Linzi deal with Yuan Jiahong.
The rabbit is anxious and will bite, not to mention that Yuan Jiahong is a wounded female wolf, and Xiao Linzi is hurt. Ling Shiyu will be sad.
Just a little talk with Xiao Linzi, Ling Xiao mentions the of the gods, and hesitated to go to the Yuanjiahong, who is still worried about her golden dragon's injury.
Yuan Jiahong was aware of the danger and was preparing to use the soul resistance again. However, it was suddenly seen that Ling Xiao’s hand was actually a of the gods, and it flashed in anxious.
Jokes, the attack of the gods is not the priest of her strength can hardly fight, in addition to the giant formation and the top ten white robes, who dare to face the gods.
Yuan Jiahong’s dodge does not matter. The priests who are still being healed behind her are drawn by the of the gods. The body is split into two halves. The two bodies are vertically inverted to the sides, and the internal organs are covered with earth. .
This knife directly smashed the dozens of poor priests until the sixteenth time.
"Damn." Yuan Jiahong is preparing to use his remaining half of the force to spur the big killings to kill Ling Xiao, but it is a surprise to discover that his own hands have actually completed the drug.
"The noble priests of the Tower of the Devil, wash the shame of our blood with the blood of these squatters." Yuan Jiahong was "impassionate", and the black priests who had already been poisoned were immediately as fierce. Ling Xiao swooped.
It was made by Ling Xiao, an unnamed junior, who was even more angry than Yuan Jiahong.
They were all very self-respecting people, just because they couldn’t do it, they could only bow to the lowest level black priest.
Although they are humble before the people who are stronger than them, they are incomprehensible to others.
The previous wolverines turned into their anger and motivation at the moment, and they rushed to Ling Xiao and the group of soldiers who were smashing.
"It's time." Ling Xiao eyes let the cold, when the guys just moved, immediately took out the thunderbolt and smashed toward the group of guys.
There is no fluctuation in the force of the thunderbolt. It does not seem to be too powerful to throw weapons, so those black priests do not take it for granted and continue to rush.
It was not until the thunderbolt fell on one of them that they immediately spread out countless purple rays, and they screamed in horror.
"Ah,." The purple light quickly became thicker and bigger, turning into a purple mad thunder, passing through the bodies of these black priests.
Booming...
The mad thunder exploded from the priest's crowd, and the priests fired everywhere, and the priests were blown out of the coke, and they landed like crows.
However, the body they landed is also incomplete, either missing a hand or a little foot, while others have half of their heads, while others have a cool hole that leaks through the chest.
Looking at his own subordinates was only solved in the blink of an eye by Ling Xiao, Yuan Jiahong really stunned.
She shook her head incredulously, whispering in her mouth: this is impossible, it is impossible...
Her powerful and powerful priest of light, how can it be destroyed by such a kid.
Until Ling Xiao used the of the gods to absorb the souls of these priests, Yuan Jiahong was so mad, and his teeth were bitten to become powder: "Xiao Bei, I want to kill you."
The voice has not fallen, and Yuan Jiahong’s body has been teleported to Ling Xiao’s side, and he has smashed toward Ling’s head with a speed that cannot be dodged.
"Death." Yuanjiahong's eyes are full of fierce blame.
In Yuan Jiahong’s view, he’s got this punch and the other side has no chance of surviving.
Hey, Yuan Jiahong’s punch is indeed in the middle of it. However, she expected that Ling’s head was cracked but it did not appear, and her hand was on a hard body and beat her. The hand is straight and dislocated.
"Ah." Yuan Jiahong quickly retreated back and looked at his natural drooping wrist. The eyeballs were even more smashed.
It was a warrior dressed in dark red armor, and the punch he had just squatted on the red armor of the warrior.
"Magic will." Although Yuan Jiahong has not experienced the magic war, she can read the history of the soul, but she knows that the dress of this armored warrior is the guardian of the devil General.
This big devil has been extinct in the soul world for a long time, how will his magic appear here.
Yuan Jiahong is no longer in love, ready to retreat: "No, I want to inform the great soul of the soul immediately."