Chapter 527: Helpless retreat (2)

The cracked bronze ancient tree has completely turned into black, and the thick black smoke is continuously ejected from every lamp of the bronze ancient tree.
Numerous figures continued to emerge from the distorted emptiness of the lamp. These people groaned with pain, their bodies struggled and squirmed. They looked up hard and looked around. The skin was quickly replaced by black shells. The parts continue to produce black sharp corners.
These figures are only ordinary six people in the six enchantments. Their cultivation is weak, and many people are mortal civilians who have no cultivation.
After being transformed into a warrior of the Mong Kok family, the combat power of these ordinary people is only to reach the level of the first and middle level of the security, and it is only purely consumptive cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Like the ants in the ground, none of the three coalition camps put them in their hearts.
What makes people feel terrified and collapsed is that the height of the strip is wide and wide, and the whole body shines with dazzling light. There is no real body. The body is completely a of heaven and earth.
These gods, who were suppressed and imprisoned in the bronze gods, struggled out of the cracked ban, and each of them had at least dozens of black chains running through them.
The black gas of the big group is mixed with countless black twisted runes, just like the sewage flowing out of the gutter, which has continuously invaded their bodies. These gods have a lustrous color and a dazzling body. The boulevard rune in the body, which is like a gear, is twisted and disintegrated, and gradually becomes a black chain. whole body.
In the vicinity of these disintegrated black chains, new black runes are continually ejected, swallowed and absorbed by the black chains that break into their bodies, making these black chains more solid, and the black inflammation outside the chains becomes more and more agile. The breath is more powerful and strange.
Erosion and engulfment, this is the talent instinct of the horns.
The sorcerer and other people use the original evil force to condense into a black chain, invading the bodies of these ancient gods. The original evil forces pollute their bodies and minds, and at the same time constantly analyze and dissect the rules of the world that represent the world. It is analyzed into the power of the new law that you can use, constantly inhaling yourself and strengthening yourself.
In just a few breaths, there are hundreds of people who have just rushed out of the ban, and the ancient gods with lower status are squatting, and the whole body has turned into black. It is like a group of black fire people floating in the air and making huge noise. Roar.
The rules of these low-level gods are all swallowed up by the sorrows and his five subordinates, and they have been initially refined and refined in their bodies.
Just heard a strange whistling sound, the black air behind the meditation, a black quirk of a dozen heads violently rolling in the black air, he with countless horns of the warriors When the nephew's shackles rushed over, the body of the black python swelled and swelled constantly. Suddenly, the giant scorpion's neck spewed a dozen large black sarcomas at the same time.
‘咔咔’ is shattering, and a new python head grows in every black sarcoma.
The black giant cicada behind him, in just one tea time, has a total of thirty-six twisted and creeping python heads. The newborn snake head looks very faint and thin. Obviously, he has just gained great benefits from those low-level gods, and he has soared in the realm of law, but he has not got enough powerful and corresponding mana.
The meditation stopped and the five subordinates around him stopped.
They fell heavily on the ground and snorted and took a deep breath.
On the ground, a strip of black creeps like a blood vessel, and a black torrent roars. The earth and the earth violently swayed, and the underground underground veins were devastated, and the viscous energy turned into black was continuously injected into the body of the people.
A newborn snake head quickly becomes solid and solidifies, as if it had a real flesh.
The breath of sorrow suddenly became a big cut, then another new snake head, then another one, then another...
Sun Tianzun has already rushed to Qingyang's side. He grabbed the scepter that turned into a firecracker, and the scepter slammed into the head of Taiyin Tianzun. The Taiyin Tianzun made a terrible sigh, and his body had been smashed and slanted out of the way for dozens of steps. The wolf's head fell to the ground, and his head was cracked and his body continued to spur a grayish white yin force. .
Sun Tianzun left his hand and waved, and a blazing golden sun really fired over to Qingyang.
Qingyang’s low roar screamed, and the treasure wheel behind him whirls rapidly. He opened his mouth and spurted a blue flame to the sun’s golden sun. The golden and blue flames slammed together in the air, and the terrible heat quickly turned the earth beneath the mile into a boiling magma.
Sun Tianzun has recovered a lot of strength, but Qingyang does not fall into the wind in the face of the sun.
His mouth bursting into the blue flame and the sun in the sun respected the real fire, the blue flying sword in his hand flew like a moving fish, and instantly wore thirteen times on the sun's chest, playing the sun and the sun. Large viscous, high-temperature plasma is continuously ejected from the wound on the chest.
Qingyang shouted, and was about to make a slap in the face of the Sun Tianzun, and the six people who had already filled the evil force quickly, turned into six black air and slammed into the air, and suddenly surrounded Qingyang in the middle.
The black boxing shadow tears the void, and he squats on the body of Qingyang and the Tiandaobao wheel behind him.
There are countless blue-colored swords shining around Qingyang, just like a round of blue sky rising in the sky.
The next moment, Qingyang's half body exploded, only a skull turned into a light to fly in the direction of the child.
Six people, such as the sorrow, were also numerous, and they were desperately spraying black plasma and slamming them down to the ground.
Under the single blow, Qingyang and Minglu and others lost both sides, and all of them lost their fighting power.
Hundreds of low-level gods who have been infected by the evil spirits of the horns are snarling and screaming with countless gangs of low-level fighters in the direction of the scorpion.
The nephew opened her eyes sharply, and she looked at the boundless black crowd in front of her, feeling the heart-wrenching power of the low-level gods.
Her gaze once again saw through the fate of the river, she bit her teeth and chose an ideal tributary.
Raised his head and glanced at the Taiyin star suspended in the air. He whispered, "Chutian, I am waiting for you!"
With a wave of his hand, the nephew shouted: "Retreat! Retreat at full speed! Everyone, all retreat!"
Biting his teeth, the child screamed: "The monks, shrines, and spiritual monks are on the top to resist the evil spirits of these horns... to give Tianlu civilians enough time to withdraw to the 堕星洋!"