"Okay. " Storm responded, her figure vaguely revealed from the wind, her handprints changed suddenly, and a small hurricane floated on her palm. The small hurricane was not dazzling, it was very hazy and soft, but it vaguely echoed the storm brewing between heaven and earth.
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"The Nine Levels of Gangfeng are dancing around the world." Storm shouted softly, "Go!"
With this soft drink, the brilliance between heaven and earth was restrained and dim. It seemed that all the energy in the sky was pulled into the dark clouds. An endless tornado shot down from the dark clouds, accompanied by purple lightning.
There were bursts of thunder, and the scorching sun lost its splendor. The sky was filled with bright ink, and apart from black, there was no other color in the sky and the earth.
The tornado and the sky are one and the same, as if they were made from heaven. They arrive in an instant, colliding with thousands of sword lights, releasing streaks of brilliance that soar into the sky. The rumbling collision cracks the earth, roars the mountains and rivers, shakes the stars and the moon, and surges into the sky.
Waves.
A tornado as black as ink swept across the sky, earth, and sky, and the main hall collapsed, making people tremble in their souls.
"The storm is simply the palace of the wind." Xiao Zhan exclaimed. At this time, he was not to be outdone, and transformed into a golden roaring tiger that was ten thousand feet tall. The tiger's claws were as thick as mountains and covered with scales. With one palm shot, the space
Big chunks are crumbling.
Ziying and Le Shaolong flew away from left to right, their weapons lit up with an extremely cold light, the light reached the sky, the electric light surged forward, flying vertically and horizontally, interweaving into a heaven and earth.br >
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, his handprints changed, dark blue flames sprang up, soul power and fighting spirit were poured into it desperately, a dark blue fire lotus was spinning, the temperature of the nearby space increased sharply, and the silk
The cracks reveal a heart-stopping power.
"Go!" Xiao Yan flicked his finger, and the fire lotus turned into a blue light and rushed into the center of the storm, exploding into a sky-high flame in the black tornado.
Golden light rushed up, and the angry howl seemed to know how powerful it was. It tried its best to avoid the ink-colored light, but it was a blow that the storm had accumulated for a long time, and Xiao Yan and others attacked with all their strength. How could it be so easy to avoid the angry howl?
The howl was unavoidable and was swallowed up in the ink-colored storm.
Storm, fire, lightning, stars, green mist, colorful, burned out a dazzling firework in the center of the tornado, but it was filled with smoke and dust, invisible to the eyes, only a series of shrill screams could be heard from the center of the tornado.
It sounded like a fierce ghost roaring, making people's ear drums buzz and chills running down their spines.
The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, and a faint golden light could be seen dancing in all directions in the storm, but it became increasingly dim.
Although Wrath Howl was strong, he was doomed to his fate alone under the tacit understanding of Xiao Yan and others. Clouds covered Wrath Howl's body; wind took away Wrath Howl's vitality; fog purified Wrath Howl's body.
Soul; electricity, deprived of howling pride.
The wind and fog cleared, and Wrath's figure was slowly revealed. All the golden scales on Wrath's body fell off. He was kneeling on one foot, his wings were broken, and his expression was extremely ferocious, full of incomparable malice and anger.
Looking at it, the huge eyes have lost their luster, and there are still a few shrill screams echoing in the sky, like the Nine Netherworld ghosts crying, "Already dead, what supports the roar is just a wave of extreme unwillingness."
It’s just resentment.” Nan Erming sighed.
One of the guardians of the illusion, a monster with the strength of a six-star Dou Emperor, died in the hands of several five-star Dou Emperors. No wonder he howled in anger and refused to rest in peace.
After gasping for breath, everyone began to look around. The battle just now was too powerful, and the entire fortress had been reduced to ruins. The heavy gate fell to the ground, and the totem poles that stood in the sky were broken into several pieces and fell to the ground in various directions.
, the former glory will slowly sink into the sands of history.
It was only then that everyone discovered that the three fortresses that seemed to be connected from a distance were actually more than a thousand miles apart. Fortunately, the battle did not affect the other fortresses, otherwise it would be hard to predict what would happen.
"What is that?" Ziying murmured, a little strange.
Everyone looked around and saw that among the ruins, rocks were piercing through the sky, and many large boulders fell nearby. One of the totem poles, which was only half of the totem pole, seemed to be different. The carvings on it were exactly the opposite of the other totems. If you don't look carefully,
, it’s easy to ignore the past.
"Did you accidentally turn the sculpture upside down?" Feng Feng wondered. He waved his hand and waved a gust of wind, hoping to blow away the yellow sand next to the totem pole so that he could see more clearly.
The wind started blowing and there was a chill, and everyone suddenly found that their skin was in closer contact with the breath of nature. When they lowered their heads and looked down, it turned out that their clothes had been damaged in the previous struggle. They were more like strips of cloth than clothes.
Especially Ziying, whose astonishingly good figure came out of her clothes. Although a pair of voluptuous breasts were not huge in size, they were graceful in shape, looming and very tempting. Her waist was so thin that it could only be grasped and exposed.
A piece of sultry snow-white hair, two long legs as smooth as brocade, and dazzlingly beautiful, were almost completely exposed, making people feel thirsty at the sight. Xiao Yan and others almost had nosebleeds when they took a look at it.
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Ziying's pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly pulled her clothes, trying to cover her beautiful legs a little more. Unexpectedly, she pulled down and exposed her navel on her upper body. That section was fair and pink, and was so flat that there was no trace of it.
The fat belly made Xiao Yan and others unable to help but feel distraught again.
"Everyone turn around, don't peek!" Ziying's face was so red that it was about to drip with embarrassment.
Everyone obeyed the order obediently. Before everyone could turn around completely, Ziying ran as fast as he could and rushed behind a big rock. He took out his clothes from the ring and changed.
Not long after, Xiao Yan and others all changed their clothes. Everyone looked at each other. The beauty just now seemed to be still lingering in front of their eyes. They were speechless and a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, cough, cough." Xiao Yan said, changing the subject, "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, and then let's go see what's going on with that totem pole."
Everyone nodded hurriedly, harvesting the roaring magic core and blood essence, and even the feathers on the body were not spared. A high-level magic beast is a high-level magic beast, and there is no place in the body that is useless. Everyone sighed repeatedly,
The men on both sides were merciless, and in just a blink of an eye, they roared without even leaving any traces behind, and everyone seemed to still be unsatisfied.
Striding forward, Xiao Yan and others walked towards the totem pillar. Faintly, they felt a weak but heart-stopping aura swirling between heaven and earth...