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Chapter 177 Twilight Yin Spirit (1)

 The mysterious figure showed the power of the early stage of Seven Stars. Xiao Yan was shocked and shouted: 'Set up the formation!'

After hearing the words, everyone dispersed and quickly gathered the fighting energy in their bodies onto Long Yi's dragon body... Long Yi's aura suddenly surged, and the huge dragon tail whipped up and hit the giant mammoth.

The extremely powerful dragon body became even more powerful after being infused with everyone's fighting spirit. The giant mammoth was condensed by fighting spirit and could not withstand such huge power and began to shatter.

However, the force of the giant mammoth's fall was also extremely powerful, and Long Yi's body was also sinking. Long Yi's eyes flashed with golden light, and the dragon's tail was retracted and then suddenly shot out. Suddenly, he only saw the afterimages of the dragon's tail waving out in succession...

There was a loud bang!

Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the giant mammoth collapsed.

Jishe's fighting spirit was still scurrying in the air, and the mysterious figure clasped his hands lightly in front of his chest to form a circle. Blood-colored light swept up, and a huge blood-colored light beam broke through the air and blasted towards Long Yi, who had not yet stabilized his body.

Xiao Zhan changed his mind and quickly channeled everyone's fighting spirit to himself. The golden battle armor covered his body, and a bright light condensed on the fist gloves and struck forward.

Knowing that the opponent is powerful, the light is a cyclone condensed by Xiao's fighting energy, and he wants to resolve it first before engaging in a head-on fight.

Accompanied by a dull crashing sound, the cyclone lasted only a moment before breaking, and the blood-colored light beam struck the golden armor with an indomitable force. Xiao Zhan groaned and stepped back, his strong feet kicking up countless pieces of debris on the gray stone flat.

Shi, took ten steps back to stabilize his body.

‘So strong, and it seems that all the magic puppet’s tricks are at your fingertips. We can’t stay passive like this anymore!’ Seeing Xiao Zhan’s chest heaving and breathing heavily, a sharp look flashed in Xiao Yan’s eyes.

‘Everyone gather around, keep a safe distance, and use team fighting skills to respond!”

After saying this, Xiao Yan rushed over first, and Tianhuo Eternal Ancient Ruler launched a counterattack.

Everyone followed Xiao Yan, fighting closely, and gradually formed a circle surrounding the mysterious figure.

Although the mysterious figure is powerful, its size is similar to that of everyone, so it cannot create too many obstacles for everyone to help, and everyone's confidence gradually grows.

'You seem to know a secret method that can instantly increase combat power, but when one person becomes stronger, the others do not take advantage of it. It can be seen that this secret method is to mobilize the power of many people for one person's use. In this case, even if a siege is formed,

So what? Each attack can only be made by one person at most!"

Facing the encirclement that was gradually taking shape, the mysterious figure sneered and explained the pros and cons of team fighting skills, which shocked Xiao Yan and everyone.

While everyone was in confusion, the mysterious figure turned his hands, and a bloody beam of light reappeared, blasting towards the weaker-looking purple shadow.

The purple shadow frowned slightly, and her graceful figure twisted slightly to avoid the bloody beam of light that hit her face. Then she changed her mind, and the energy of the world around her was sensed and began to gather, and the broken snow on the gray stone floor began to gather.

Flying in the air, the blade light hidden under the snowflakes shrouded the mysterious figure under the cover of the snowflakes.

This blow gathered everyone's fighting spirit, and wherever the snowflake passed, black space cracks appeared.

The mysterious figure glanced indifferently, stretched out his hands, and two giant blood-colored shields appeared out of thin air. Then he bent his arms inward, and the two giant blood-colored shields collided with each other. Ripples rippled like water waves, spreading rapidly around. The snowflakes flying in the sky seemed to be entering.

A solid space was formed, all frozen in mid-air. The pieces were crystal clear and truly beautiful. The ripples were still spreading at an extremely fast speed.

In order to get closer, Ziying used his fighting skills, stepping on the snowflakes in the air with his jade feet, and retreated continuously, but his jade hands suddenly rose up. Following Ziying's gesture, all the solidified snowflakes seemed to have become spiritual, and they trembled and exploded.

, amidst the buzzing and vibrating sound, the solidified space began to crack, snowflakes and blades scattered, and milky white air currents were drawn in the air.

The mysterious figure raised his eyebrows slightly, waving the huge blood-colored shield like the wind, keeping all the snow from touching him.

But the purple shadow that was retreating has already counterattacked at a faster speed. Every time the steps in the air fall, a cloud of snowflakes blooms, forming a snow-white flower path. At the end of the flower path, a blade shadow is inserted.

It closed the gap between the two blood shields.

The shadow of the blade has not yet reached his body, but the coldness on the sharp blade has already invaded the mysterious figure. The mysterious figure finally lost his composure, his face turned cold, he resolutely abandoned his shield and retreated backwards.

However, the rapidly advancing blade shadow still stabbed a series of sparks on the mysterious figure's simple armor.

However, that's all. The patterns of the ancient armor shone brightly, and a gentle but strange force removed the sharp blade. A ferocious look appeared on the face of the mysterious figure, and he swung out his right hand, a huge stone sword with a strong

The evil spirit struck down in anger.

I never thought that I would be stabbed in my body by a group of tiny guys. If it weren't for the extraordinary armor, I'm afraid I would be injured by this blow. How could the mysterious figure not be angry? (To be continued...)


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