Chapter 1789: Apocalyptic poisonous beast

The grotesque rushing out of the caves, even if they don't have time to scream, will be smashed into fog by countless wind blades.
This is a naked crushing and slaughter. As long as the starlight is not extinguished, the wind blade is not limited. The blue wind blade appears out of the starlight. The thunderous sound is like a wind wall with a diameter of several hundred meters. The cave was completely blocked.
After seven or eight minutes passed, the power of the reel finally dissipated, the starlight disappeared, the wind blade stopped, and only a vague hole was left in front of it, resembling an open mouth, and the blood fog condensed on the rock wall. The plasma falls like a waterfall, and it converges on the ground at the mouth of the cave. It is a mud that is several meters deep and exudes a heart-warming smell.
There was no sound in the cave, and no thief rushed out.
Yu Yu looked at Yang Ling's back, and the little face became bloodless. On this road, she couldn't drop Yang Ling because of the ancient spirit of the ancient sacred beast. It almost gave him the white eyes, but Yang Ling never had any Retorted and said that she turned over her eyes at most, and seemed to be in a state where humans and animals were harmless under the protection of Yuqingzhu and Fengzizi.
However, he can easily release such a terrible means of killing. Under such a fierce attack, I am afraid that Yasheng will suffer heavy losses or even fall directly, because no one knows whether Yangling has any more powerful means.
"It's a pity that even a crystal nucleus has not stayed!" Yang Ling turned his back with a pity.
"Yang Daoyou, what magic weapon did you use?" Yu Qingzhu could not help but ask.
"This..." Yang Ling grabbed a hand and handed a transparent pipe to Yu Qingzhu. "This is called a magic scroll. It is made of the blood of the fairy world of Warcraft. It belongs to a one-time magic weapon. Once activated, it will be Produce great attack power or strong protection."
"Magic scroll?" Yu Qingzhu took the tube in amazement, turned over and looked at it, then opened the lid at Yang Ling's prompt to take out the reel, just in the moment she unfolded, only one felt in the floating halo The cold that the stock can't resist is blowing, as if a huge glacier has fallen into the body from the sky, and the incomparable breath instantly freezes her soul.
"This one is called the Glacier Age. It belongs to the seven-level high-level magic. It is more powerful than the wilderness of the wind. Once activated, this circle will be frozen into a glacier in a few thousand miles. I am afraid that the following will be imprisoned in the holy place. Without the erosion of the cold, it might turn into an ice sculpture." Yang Ling looked at the words floating on the scroll.
"Sure enough, it is a nine-day means, and it is much more magical than our Kyushu mainland!" Yu Qingzhu put the reel into the pipe and gave it to Yang Ling. The last suspicion of Yang Ling in his heart was completely gone.
After seeing the scroll, she was convinced that Yang Ling did not lie, because this incredible magic weapon and attack means that she had never seen it. There was never any description of this magic weapon among the Kyushu ancients and the holy gate.
"Rainway friends, how far are we from Tongtianzhu?" Yang Ling asked the magic scroll.
"It takes about three to five months!" Yu Qingzhu said the time and distance.
"Then let's go!" Yang Ling nodded. In recent days, he always felt that there was a feeling of horror. It seems that something is going to happen. For him, this feeling is very abnormal.
After the rain and green bamboo discerned the direction, the four people set off again.
Soon after a month passed, the group of people was quite embarrassed to appear on the edge of a foggy abyss, and behind the four people, a hundred meters of colorful flowers appeared in the kilometer In addition, every raised scorpion on the body is like a volcano, and it is spraying out the messy light, and it turns into an illusory door that connects with the sky.
This is a sacred beast, which is precisely the Yasheng realm, but this thing is poisonous. Once it is touched by its order, the soul will have signs of melting and collapse, even the gods will be unconscious, so four When a person touches it, he can only escape and escape. He is blocked by the abyss.
"This is the fall of the Holy Land, unable to fly, it seems that only a battle!" Yuqing bamboo face is somewhat white, killing and fleeing in the eight-column for several months, let this Lingbo fairy who has been elegant and indifferent Some of the clothes were not finished, the neat hair was slightly scattered, and the breath was a little short.
"Then fight!" At this time, four people, except for the girl's rain, including Yangling, did not grow up from the blood of the corpse, so almost no hesitation and turned to face I rushed up.
"Bound Shield ~" Yang Ling finger shot, four shields emerged and fell on four people, instantly turned into a tens of meters high silver shield will be wrapped in people.
"It is still attacked by me and the wind scorpion friend, Yang Daoyou is ready to release the magic!" Yu Qingzhu's body around the white light tumbling, the light and shadow of a giant door behind it condensed, the bamboo flute in front of the hand, a starlight whistling out, turning around It is densely packed with hundreds of meters of colored meteors and rushes to 蟾蜍~EbookFREE.me~ There is also an illusory white light door behind the wind scorpion. A blood sword rushes out from the light gate and instantly reaches the kilometer. The size, a red light of the stock falls like rain, and the sky will be drenched in the air.
And the cymbal is also low-pitched, and the light in the light behind it shines brightly. A flood of green air flows out of the light gate, exuding the scent of the scent of the sky, hundreds of kilometers, green light and Wherever plants or birds and beasts are all dead, they are clean.
"Booming and banging ~" countless colorful meteors linger on the body, a strand of colored light swayed open, and the shackles were retreated backwards, and the green stream swayed and turned into a huge tongue to the rain. The green bamboo rolled over.
"斩~"
As the wind screamed loudly, a sword fell from the sky from the rain, and a scream screamed on the huge tongue, and the tongue was smashed into two pieces by the blood sword, one of which fell on the ground. After a few bounces, he quickly withered, turned into a pile of lime soil, and the wind scorpion at the same time his face was blue, his body swayed, and the light door behind him showed signs of collapse.
The rain-green bamboo floats in the air like a yellow flower petal, shining like a glory in the moonlight, and the white-eyed fingers press forward, and a green light in the light gate directly penetrates the void and falls on the top of the skull.

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