Melee field.

The breeze blows and the mist ripples.

Puff! Buff!

The immortal power of the divine light of space shines through the sky, shining with the divine light, but it cannot block the shrill howl of the agami inside.

Not just serious physical injuries!

It’s more because it comes from the soul and from the soul that comes from the deep hatred and regret!

"Ahhh! Why! Why!" A desperate and miserable voice rang above the melee field.

As a high-level shattered person, he has a violent and boundless secret technique of Light, but he was completely slapped!

As the leader of the world leader and a senior brother in the judgment seat, he became the forefront of the elimination of the melee!

The melee started, and less than three minutes later, he must be one of the top priority eliminators!

"Um?"

Fang Cheng raised his head, frowned and glanced, and was puzzled: "What is his name? It seems to be what it is?"

"What did he want to do just now?"

In fact, Fang Cheng's attention was on the strong man in the green scales in front of him.

Fang Cheng just slapped Zhen Naocan, who suddenly appeared in the wrong place for no reason.

Fang Cheng coughed lightly and sighed: "But he is too weak."

It is important to know that the power of creation is magical, and even the hidden and derived charm is far beyond the level of destruction.

The agate is brilliant, so naturally I can't stand it.

Unless it is the peak of the high level, there is still a little possibility.

"No, I'm too strong." Fang Cheng thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and continued to stare at the strong man with a green scale and a phosphate and cyanide shirt.

The eyes of the phosphine cyan shirt are stiff, and they still maintain a cold and look down, but a pair of dull and dull eyes-

Full of doubts!

When shock and confusion reach the extreme, it is a complete doubt!

"Real leader, where did he go?"

The body of the phosphate and cyanide shirt solidified and was extremely distressed.

When doubt turns into a thought, and turns around the heart, thinking, and soul, the phosphate and cyanide shirt trembles immediately!

"A true leader, was slapped away? Huh--it seemed to have a shrill scream, what is it?"

The thoughts were awkward, as if the old rusty machinery was finally trembling and crossing my heart with trepidation.

Draw a conclusion.

Finally understood.

The phosphate and cyanide shirt only felt numb and explosive!

The leader he respected the most and admired the most was slapped away by the young man in white in front of him!

Time and space seem to solidify, and thinking seems to stagnate.

The eyes of the phosphine cyan shirt are wooden, with a cold look down, and a blank and astonished eyes staring at the drops of bright red water drops floating in front of them.

"Yes, it's the blood of the true leader!"

"A slap, seriously injured the true leader?"

The next moment—

"Bang!"

The strong man with green scales, a phosphate and cyanide shirt, and the diamond-shaped scales on his head exploded with a bang!

"Bang!"

A top area covered by the interweaving scales suddenly exploded! The scales cracked!

Until now, the phosphate and cyanide shirt finally understood clearly - what is the scalp that explodes! The scalp is numb!

"Um."

Fang Cheng stared at the strong man with green scales and asked softly: "Why don't you speak?"

Accompanied by Fang Cheng's soft question, the whole body trembled violently and showed a strong smile.

The height of the phosphine cyan shirt was about three meters. His cold eyes turned into panic and shock, and his legs gradually collapsed and bent.

Fang Cheng smiled: "Speak."

"I, I, say, talk-" Phylcyanshan also wanted to speak, but the words reached her throat and she couldn't spit it out.

Practitioners are also creatures and have emotions.

As the anxiety and panic spread, the phosphate and cyanide shirt forgot that the domain could oscillate and transmit sound.

Fang Cheng shook his head and sighed faintly: "So, you are actually a matte practitioner. But what did you say just now?"

"Poor little idiot?"

"hey-hey."

Fang Cheng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, slowly stretched out a finger, and a magical light flowed from it, gently poking at the phosphate and cyanide shirt.

"No!"

"Move!"

"Does go!"

The body, heart, and soul of the phosphate jelly roared together.

But it's useless at all.

The vast and magical, mysterious and colorful pure white light is both pure white and the color of all.

A gentle and slow, comfortable and leisurely poked under the finger, is both shattered and hidden in the laws of space.

Dong!

A light sound!

The fingertips with pure white light gently tapped on the chest of the phosphate and cyanide shirt!

In an instant, the magnificent and powerful realm power of the aurora suddenly shone brightly at the fingertips!

Boom!

All the power of the realm domain of the phosphate and cyanide shirt suddenly stopped!

Buzz.

The immortal power shining with the divine light of space was born, flowing and spreading, wrapped in a phosphate and cyanide shirt, throwing it out of the melee field.

The huge green-scale giant body was as light as a goose feather, as light as boneless.

After a moment.

"Ah puff!"

The phosphate and cyanide shirt vomited blood wildly, and the main domain energy in the body oscillated and twisted, making a continuous sound like a broken bowstring.

"Gao, high, high!" The phosphine chiang trembled and tragic, wailing in disbelief.

Then he stiffened all over and fainted.

Fang Cheng pointed the light and the light flowed.

It seems to be a high-level destruction power, but in fact it is the power of creation that hides the derivative charm.

"hehe."

Fang Cheng glanced at the phosphine chiang, with a cold face and a calm look, and continued to scan the surrounding environment.

"Miaomiao mist is a little thin, and it has also been broken up and defeated?"

Fang Cheng looked at him with a strange thought faintly in his heart, his eyes shining with a terrifying and grim spirit.

——

Outside the square.

The second eliminater, the third eliminater, the phosphate and cyan shirt, collapsed and fainted in the center of the square.

"Huh? So seriously injured? Qianzhu Immortal, didn't take action?"

The first eliminater scratched his head, a little confused.

With the fourth step of immortal peak cultivator, Qian Pang, they fight fiercely, and there is no need to worry too much.

It is hard to have a chance to be injured if you have no worries about your life.
To be continued...