Chapter 502: Magic Cloud's cards

"Yeah, finally came out."
Completely refining the nine secluded cypress grasses, and understanding the darkness of the Tao to the level of the four heavens, practicing the magical winds of the second level of the beasts of the beasts, feeling the atmosphere of Ye Chenfeng, immediately opened Closed eyes.
And avoiding in the distance, the golden lion blood lion watching the magic wind cloud also noticed Ye Chenfeng in the first time. Thinking of these days, the strength of the magical cloud skyrocketing, Jin Qinglong blood lion could not help but worry about Ye Chenfeng. .
"Kid, you are more and more surprised me. I didn't expect that I was thinking about it. The bureau that took years to lay down will eventually fulfill you."
Feeling that Ye Chenfeng broke through the realm of the third-level anti-beast Wang Fengfeng, his own breath has changed dramatically, and the magic wind cloud is completely certain. Ye Chenfeng inherits the inheritance of the gods and devils, and wins everything he wants and makes himself The efforts have been lost.
"But even if you get the most precious opportunity of this ethereal fairyland, it will be useless. I won't let you leave here alive." The magic wind cloud released a powerful suffocating gaze, and looked at Ye Chenfeng.
"Want to kill me, come on, I want to see if you die today or if I die."
Ye Chenfeng’s mouth is slightly upturned, revealing a sly, overbearing smile, holding a sharp soldier of the king, pointing him at the tip of the sword, without fear.
"Dead!"
The magic wind blasted and screamed, and the whole body turned into a dark night, holding the best rifle, and a hole in the hole was worn by Ye Chenfeng.
"The Dragon's Blood Burns!"
"The Beast Soul Form!"
"10 million pounds broke out!"
The magic wind cloud stabbed, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to display a lot of cards, a powerful dragon power vented in his body, between the blink of an eye, the blood red dragon scale covered Ye Chenfeng body, He changed into a half-human and half-dragon form, and the soldiers holding the king greeted him.
"Hey!"
The tip of the gun, the tip of the sword touched together, immediately ignited a dense energy glow, and there was a dense energy ripple in the volatility space.
The power of this magical gun is extremely terrible, but under the amplitude of the soul shape, Ye Chenfeng’s physical strength reaches 12 million kilograms. The terrible power blends with the power of the dragon, and it is hard to resist. The magic wind cloud hit a shot.
"The powerful power, how well he got the inheritance, why his physical strength surpassed me so much, and in the realm of the Beastmaster, he can change into a beastly soul form."
Feeling the power of the anti-shock in the black pike, the magic wind brows a glimpse, revealing the color of surprise, surprise the morning wind and the strength of the body against the sky
But the more amazing the performance of Ye Chenfeng, the more anti-sky, the more determined the magic wind cloud killed him, and won all the thoughts on him.
He never allowed to let such a potential threat grow. Once he gave Ye Chenfeng enough growth time, he fully believed that Ye Chenfeng could grow to the height that he would look up to. At that time, wait for him. Waiting for the West Mozong will be ruined.
"The Beast Soul Form!"
Between the thoughts, the golden shadow of the konjac illusion emerged from his body, and a large number of black snake scales covered his whole body. In order to kill Ye Chenfeng, the magic wind cloud did not have Tibetan Mastiff, and the change became the strongest beast soul. Form, its own strength and attack power have increased dramatically.
"大斩魔龙刃!"
The semi-snake half-human form of the magic wind cloud violently screams, the top-grade celestial blood magic knife appears in his hand, the 20-knife pattern flutters out, and the magic dragon is thrown at the leaf The knife-like mang, as if to open the world, is close to Ye Chenfeng.
"Sword Spirit!"
The magical dragon blade of the magic wind cloud is extremely terrible. The body of Ye Chenfeng is not nearly ashamed of the body of the best heavenly instrument. He quickly summoned the sword spirit to resist.
"嘭."
A deafening buzzer sounded, and the screaming screaming of the dragon's blade attacked the sword, but the horrible attack failed to hurt him.
"Chaos of Chaos!"
The chaotic beast that has been waiting for the opportunity has attacked. The terrible sound waves twisted the space and bombarded the magical clouds, trying to shock his soul, making his reaction slow, creating an excellent attack opportunity for Ye Chenfeng. .
"Dark way, defense!"
At the critical time, forty lines of dark lines flew out of the body of the magical cloud, quickly forming a swallowing vortex in front of him, twisting the space and resisting the attack of chaos.
"Dark Road is Four Heavens!"
Looking at the forty secret lines of the body of the magical wind, Ye Chenfeng’s pupil immediately shrank into the most dangerous pinhole shape, and his face showed a dignified color.
"Suzaku Ding!"
After a brief surprise, the power was greatly improved. The Suzaku Ding, which is close to the Daobao level, flew out of the body of Ye Chenfeng, like a hot meteorite, hitting the devour vortex formed by the forty lines of dark lines.
"Hey!"
After being struck by Suzaku Ding, a large number of dark lines broke, and the whirlpool of rapid swirling appeared criss-crossing.
"Hand of Shadow."
The phagocytosis vortex can not resist the attack of Zhuque Ding, the magic wind cloud decisive counterattack, the dark road pattern, the shadow of the road pattern blend together, forming a big hand, the Taishan pressure top generally greets Ye Chenfeng.
"The heavens are ruthless, broken!"
The fourth spiritual bead is condensed, and the spiritual endurance of Ye Chenfeng is greatly enhanced. He does not hesitate to condense the five lines of heaven, forming a world-famous Tianwei, and blasting it up.
"Boom!"
The two attacks collided together, and the earth-shattering bangs broke out. The terrible energy wiped out everything, and there were a lot of cracks in the fragile space.
"Hey!"
The swept in the storm of destruction, the sword spirit is not affected by a trace, he used his sword to create an invincible sword, traversing the void, and a sword smashed into the magic cloud.
"Hey!"
The magic wind cloud hand-held celestial rifle, quickly blocked in front of him, hard to regret the sword spirit, the sword, the sword attack, but the powerful anti-seismic force shattered his cover The cracks, the blood in the body violently tumbling, and the body retreats uncontrollably.
"The blood of the dragon burns, the power of the dragon."
When the magical wind cloud was repulsed by a sword and a sword, the golden lion's blood lion also burned the blood of the dragon, attacked him, and wanted to gather the power of the people to burn him.
"The meaning of the film!"
Continuously attacked, the magical wind cloud of the enemy's back was immediately cast a shadow, and in a very short time, a few speed shadows were illusory, and the attack of Jin Qinglong's blood lion was avoided.
"Yanlong is dying, Jiulong Sword!"
The moment when the magic wind cloud fully evaded, the four avenues poured out the body of Ye Chenfeng, turned into nine murderous Yanlong, sealed the space where the magic wind cloud evaded, and screamed to launch a fatal blow to him.
"Tenfang Devil!"
The nine dragons and swords are coming, the magic wind cloud immediately casts a big killing trick, the dark way, the knife's road pattern blends quickly, and the formed cross-day konjac directly tears the Kowloon sword, and Yu Wei does not lose the direction. Ye Chenfeng.
But before the ten-day demon scorpion mid-leaf morning wind, the sword scorpion quickly blocked the attacking trajectory of the squad, and with the invincible body, it resisted the blow.
"Kid, you have a helping hand, I have it, you will die today!"
The attack was continuously solved by the sword spirit, and the magic wind cloud no longer hid, and quickly presented a crystal stone.
The next moment, a strong breath exudes in this crystal corpse.
One body is reddish, with a huge flesh-like wing that is covered with the sky. The teeth are sharp like a sword. A blood bat with a blood-thinning tumor on his head flies out, and a hurricane is set in the air.
"Eight-level beast!"
Feeling the terrible breath of red-red bats, Ye Chenfeng’s face changed slightly. He did not expect that the magic wind cloud actually conquered an eight-level beast.
The situation has also been reversed because of the emergence of this eight-level beast.