The man in black was a little proud of suppressing Fan Xinghe. Suddenly he saw Fan Xinghe spit out a mouthful of blood essence. He thought he was going to burn the blood essence to increase his strength, but when he said the word 'qi', his eyes suddenly seemed to have a layer of blood.
It was like a heavy fog, making it hard to see clearly.
But he was still cautious, and the seventh-level protective shield tightly wrapped his body to avoid being attacked by surprise.
Suddenly, he discovered that the scenery in front of him was a mountain forest full of thorns. Just now, he was still in the air, but at this moment, his whole body was restrained and quickly pulled down.
"What's going on!?" A look of panic appeared in the eyes of the man in black.
"Death!" The handsome face of Fan Xinghe outside turned pale due to the illusion restriction. He gritted his teeth fiercely, twisted a big hand in the air, and said a cold word in his mouth.
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"What!" The man in black inside suddenly exclaimed, because as his body continued to fall, all the thorns below actually shrank towards him, and the thousands of sharp thorns made his scalp numb.
"This is an illusion. The illusion restriction of the Brahma Supreme is really powerful!" The man in black also thought of it immediately, and his hands suddenly lit up and bombarded the ground wildly.
But no matter how wildly he bombed, those sharp thorns quickly gathered after being exploded, causing the old face under his mask to change color.
After Brahma Tianluo killed one person, she looked around and saw that everyone had enemies. The most intense battle was between the purple-clothed man at the top and Xiao Qinglong and Zi Su, who was Mo Xingchen. Everyone else was in the form of a monster.
Even if they are defeated, the defense has not been broken, allowing the enemies to use all their methods and curse continuously.
At this moment, Mo Xingchen's black hair was flying, and the star stick in his hand was shining with a dark light. His opponent was actually a seventh-level low-level supreme, and Mo Xingchen's own strength was only the fourth level peak, which was three levels different.
No wonder the fighting was so fierce.
"Bad boy, I don't believe in evil anymore!" The old guy in gray robe opposite hit Mo Xingchen's star stick three times. He found that although Mo Xingchen's face was ugly, he was not seriously injured. After being shocked, he hit the stick in Mo Xingchen's hand.
The stick became voyeuristic. Although he was not sure whether the stick was a magic weapon, its attack power was far greater than that of a demigod. Even the demigod in his hand was broken by his stick. Why didn't he call him
Terrified.
But after all, it is the difference between the three realms. The suppression of strength makes Mo Xingchen's breathing a bit unsteady, and the rotation of the profound energy in his body is also a bit stagnant. Although his face is bloodless, there is no fear, and a pair of
His black eyes stared calmly at the old man in gray robe opposite him.
Suddenly, a silver object appeared in the hand of the old man in gray robe. Mo Xingchen narrowed his eyes. Each of these guys were carrying sharp treasures. Each of them was at least at the upper level of super-grade treasures. I really don’t know where these people are.
Come.
"Xingchen!" At this moment, Brahma Tianluo held the Blood Moon Sword and floated down next to Mo Xingchen, looking at the gray-robed man opposite him with a sinister look.
"Xiao Luo, you are so powerful, you managed to defeat one so quickly!" Mo Xingchen immediately felt relieved, because his battle was really difficult, and now the old guy in gray robe took out his treasure weapon again, making him feel in danger.
"What he has in his hand is a high-level treasure, be careful." Brahma Tianluo stared at the hand of the old man in gray robe.