The ink is like the sky, and the chains are like lightning, striking the sky.
Red as red fire, spear like a divine dragon, fighting Yu Nei.
The wind is shaking the world, and the murderous aura is thick.
On the top of the mountain, the figures of Yun Shitian and Jiaxuan Moyan who were fighting could not be seen. All they could see was the ink-colored Poseidon Chain and the red flame gun, violently colliding and flying and killing.
Above them, the three elders of the Lou Xing family and a dozen top masters were facing off against the four kings of Warcraft.
The light and shadow in the entire sky fluctuated, and the sound of roaring and crashing could be heard endlessly.
And below the mountain top, behind Yun Shitian and Jiaxuan Moyan.
The people brought by Jiaxuan Moyan, surrounded by Wangtianya elite soldiers led by Xiaoyin and Xiaohong, were fighting fiercely.
The wind moved, the clouds moved, and orange light enveloped the sky.
Red like blood, red and charming.
"Boom." A fierce collision sounded.
Yun Shitian's Poseidon Chain was like an ink dragon, directly hitting Jiaxuan Mo Yan's face, exploding with sparks and a loud bang.
"Don't even think about taking Luo Yu away in front of me." A man flew towards Jia Xuan Mo Yan who took a step back.
Yun Shitian snorted coldly, grabbed his hands in the air, and waved upwards.
I saw the two dark Poseidon chains deformed instantly.
It quickly transformed into the shape of a black fire lotus in the form of a chain, and gathered above Yun Shitian's head.
The rosette attack form was once Yun Shitian's specialty.
The ink-colored fire lotus condensed and formed rapidly on Yun Shitian's head.
It's not as huge and turbulent as the dark clouds, but almost as big as the palm of your hand.
But the fierce momentum is completely more impressive than the fire lotus that was as big as dozens of buckets in its heyday.
Jiaxuan Mo Yan didn't dare to wait any longer. He drew countless barriers in front of him with the spear in his hand, facing Yun Shitian's ink-colored fire lotus.
Yun Shitian snorted coldly when he saw this, and swung his five fingers downward fiercely.
The ink-colored fire lotus brewing above its head attacked Jiaxuan Moyan with a bang.
The ink marks the sky, almost like a black meteor.
"Young Master, be careful..." On the sky screen, Elder Lou Xing couldn't help but cry out anxiously when he saw this scene.
Jiaxuan Moyan has been trained by the sect leader in recent years, unlike when Wu came to Amen.