Chapter 692: Ground battle

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Next to the island where Lao Qian and the others are located, there is a small island with dense bushes growing on it.
This platinum brilliance, shocking the sky, was magnificent, but it hesitated when it flew over the two islands.
After hovering in the air, it stopped between two small islands on the swamp.
The platinum changhong shrank and condensed into a white-gold cloud, and a person stood on the white-gold cloud.
The face is handsome, and the manner is unrestrained.
A platinum curly hair adds three points of charm to him.
Holding a four-foot-long platinum knife in his hand, this is white gold, three inches wide, with blades on three sides, with a peculiar form, but graceful.
The white-gold blade, like a morning sun, exudes a soft light.
The light seems soft, and it can be seen very clearly from a long distance.
Obviously it is the most powerful sword. But it has become soft and restrained.
Looking at the people in the islands under the ground, all of them felt bored.
"Come out. Don't pester like a fly.
Fight with me if you are a man. If I lose. Vidona. Leave it to you.
If I lose. You turn around and leave. Stop entangled. "
Cummings' voice was as steady as a mountain. Surrounded by two islands.
It seems that Cummings only knows the approximate location of the other party. As for the island where the old money is hiding, they don't know.
The three turtles rushed to the floor, casting their eyes on the old money.
Old Qian rolled his eyes suddenly.
Isn't it just a fight?
Do I need to look at Lao Tzu like this?
See Cummings, the larger of the two islands on the swamp, a burst of blue light shines!
A group of blue light slowly rose up with a figure the size of half an acre.
In the half acre of blue light, countless golden and pink flowers float up and down.
It looks gorgeous and mysterious, with fairy aura.
This figure in Tsing Yi has two feet on top of two golden flowers, holding a red branch in his hand.
On the crimson branches, the dense flames set off, the complexion is like jade, and the green hair is fluttering.
The grace is ethereal and chic.
Although his face is not as handsome as Cummings, he also looks romantic for a while.
Sao Bao!
The three turtles standing on the trees of the island, with regard to Lao Qian's temperament, at the same time, a puff of sour water appeared, and at the same time he raised a to Lao Qian in his heart.
The shape of the ethereal fairy, the old Qian, swept away most of the radiant momentum that Cummings sent out.
The master symbolizes a battle of momentum first.
Once the momentum falls to the wind, it will fall behind step by step without thunder means, and may just be defeated.
Old Qian's right index finger pointed to Cummings's solemn iceberg: "If you want to fight, then fight!
The winner stays, the loser goes! "
Suddenly, the index finger of Qian's right hand suddenly became the cocked middle finger!
"But? There is a saying that you fart.
We are flies, what are you?
The guard who robbed the people and killed others was even plausible.
In the past, you were regarded as a person, but now it seems that you are just a bully.
Like a dog, it will only bully weaker bullies. "
Cummings was venomously cursed by Old Qian, and there was a flush of flush on his face.
"What do you know? It is their glory that those weak and small families can contribute to the powerful Shrike family."
Cummings proudly said it again.
"Then where is your powerful Shrike family now?
Hasn't it been turned into a pile of dead bones?
The family has been reduced to dead bones, and they must be forced to work for the revival of your shrike family.
A bunch of shit-like bereaved dogs! "
Lao Qian said the last three words almost word by word.
The clear voice came out for several miles.
In the surrounding night sky, many monks who came to watch the excitement burst into laughter.
Old Qian was really disappointed. Originally, he really had a feeling of being a hero and a hero to Cummings. It's a pity that Cummings's cold appearance hides a complete local tyrant's thinking.
People like him, who were born in nobles and grew up to nobles, take it for granted that inferior people dedicate everything to his family.
"Succumb to death!"
Cummings let out a low drink, and the platinum long sword turned into a shocking platinum changhong, straddling a distance of several hundred meters and cutting directly on the top of the old Qian's head.
This shocking platinum Changhong, abandoning all changes, is simply cut!
As if to cut the sea and the mountains, as if to open up the world, as if to cut the space!
A long spatial crack appeared where the platinum sword rainbow passed.
In the eyes of all bystanders, in that instant, everything has disappeared, only this platinum long rainbow across the sky.
The expression in Old Qian's eyes instantly became like an unchanging rock.
The branches of the fire tree suddenly joined together and turned into an odd-shaped spear that was thick in the middle and thin at both ends, and instantly turned into a crimson spear shadow of 20 meters long, like a spear breaking through the sky, welcoming the platinum sword rainbow!
This welcome seemed to pierce the eternal time, and it seemed to pierce the endless void.
A space crack also formed before the Crimson Spear.
A knife rainbow, a gun shadow, with two space cracks, just hit so hard
Up!
"boom!"
The dazzling platinum light flashed with crimson light.
Amidst the earth-shaking loud noise, where the two rays of light met, the space collapsed in an instant, and a spatial black hole with a diameter of tens of meters appeared.
The black hole in this space is like an ellipse and a polygonal shape.
The air is sparse in the swamp, and there are a few ten-meter-long lizards and dozens of black long snakes, like being sucked by a huge tornado, rushing towards the black hole of space.
The air and black mud instantly turned into no debris.
It is impossible to describe what these fragments are.
The reptiles and snakes screamed and wailed, swimming outside.
However, these struggles are useless, and they are quickly twisted into unknown pieces by the turbulence in the black hole of space.
"Wajian black hole! Are you god-level masters?"
Only a god-level master can create a black hole in space! "
The crowds of monks onlookers were in an uproar!
Everyone's faces are not changing color!
If there is a god-level master to act with him, isn't the chance of getting benefits for himself is minimal?
"You know what a fart, it's not that after the power of a god-level monk reaches a certain critical value, it can tear the space and create a black hole in space.
God-level masters have their own domains. Look at them, neither of them used the domains. They are definitely not god-level masters, but they are very powerful. "
A monk with a pocky face yelled at the viewpoint of the previous person to show his erudition.
However, he still swallowed his mouth at the last sentence.
It is not a god-level master but possesses the same power and might as a god-level master. How can this not make people envious and mad?
The two figures flashed and appeared at the same time not far from the turbulent flow of space.
Suddenly, the platinum sword light was transformed into two, two into four, and four into eight in the air.
The knife wall composed of hundreds of platinum knives instantly turned towards the old money.
Cummings' knife tactics took a tough and unparalleled path.
He Guifang's Baiyun Sword Technique is natural and soft, and he takes two paths.
The branches of the fire tree suddenly opened to form countless red shadows, forming a strange flower with hundreds of layers, the size of a house, and it was not inferior to the wall of platinum swords.
These hundreds of layers of strange crimson flowers, the stamens are dozens of scarlet Razer snakes, each scarlet Razer, shaking their heads and tails in the center of the huge scarlet flowers, like the stamens dancing softly in the spring breeze.
The sword is the flower and thunder is the core.
This is the real killer of the old money.
"Boom boom, boom!"
The platinum knife wall slashed mercilessly on hundreds of layers of crimson flowers.
Just like urging flowers by hand, hundreds of petals will be cut off one by one with a force of destruction!
Dozens of scarlet thunder snakes rushed forward frantically under the cover of hundreds of layers of scarlet petals!
After the layers of platinum knife walls were dissolved by the vermilion thunder snakes, there was a group of thunder explosions.
The booming sound was like a thunderstorm.
The swamp a few miles below the two fighting each other rolled like boiling water.
The creatures inside were throbbing, frightened, and crazy.
After the Platinum Sword Wall cut hundreds of layers of red petals to only dozens of layers, the Crimson Razer was about to break through the blockade of the Platinum Sword Wall and rush to Cummings.
No way, the platinum knife wall had to return to the defense layer by layer, and slashed towards the vermilion thunder snake that was about to break through.
Cummings once again showed countless mysterious golden runes, circulating endlessly.
Outside of Cummings, a strange protection was formed.
"burst!"
The old money yelled!
The remaining ten scarlet Razers suddenly exploded at the same time!
More than a dozen groups of vermilion thunder lights lit up, and immediately after this, these thunder rays were connected together to form a larger group of vermilion thunder rays.
The mysterious golden runes and the platinum sword light that returned to the defense shattered in front of the rapidly expanding vermilion light.
Accompanied by a loud noise that seemed to break apart.
A platinum streamer, like a rush, withdrew backwards, stopping in the air hundreds of meters away.
Cummings appeared, and his original handsome face was pale as paper, and there was less than half of the mysterious golden runes circulating all over his body.
Cummings' lips moved, and a arrow came out!
"You won~EbookFREE.me~Your thunder method, gathered and scattered by heart, is really powerful."
Cummings smiled sadly.
"Hey-your knife is also good."
Old Qian, the winner, had a wry smile on his face.
The fire tree in his hand had less than one-half of its branches left. At first glance, it felt a little bald.
Just now, when a branch of the fire tree formed a huge flower with hundreds of layers, it was cut by Cummings' platinum knife.
The old money is crying without tears.
Cummings was injured and can recover after a while.
The branches of the fire tree are generally cut off. Even if the roots of the fire tree are extended from the soul and put in the two-color strange mud to accelerate their growth, it is estimated that it will not grow well in less than two months. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please log in to m, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)