Boom boom boom boom!

Xu Ji was shocked, and the demonic eyes swept through the magic sword. A trace of solemnity appeared in Ji Wujiu's eyes for the first time!

Demon Sword, Demon Flame.

He didn't take it seriously.

But only the opened demonic eye made him feel extremely stressed!

He was so fierce.

Endless gray-white light gathered on the arms, and blue-gray scales spread rapidly, covering the entire arm in an instant!

boom!

The fierce flames ran away instantly!

His aura was even stronger. When Qinglin raised his big hand, he did not retreat but advanced, and grabbed the magic knife in Gu Tian’s hand!

Bang!

Bang!

The energy kept exploding, the magic sword was powerful, and the magic flames were rising and falling, but he was blocked three feet outside his body!

"wrong!"

"This is not right!"

He stared at Gu Tian, ​​who had almost completely lost his mind and just wanted to kill him quickly, and expressed his doubts for the first time, "Why is your path so similar to mine..."

kindness?

Not finished speaking.

His face changed drastically, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes!

The off-white light shook.

The blue scales on the arms faded away quickly.

He actually felt a little strange and distanced about his power, and it seemed hard to control it anymore!

puff!

The magic sword took advantage of the momentum and slashed one of his arms directly!

What?

This scene.

It completely made Zou Wenhai and his friends fall into stagnation!

They see clearly.

No matter how fierce Gu Tian is, from beginning to end, Ji Wujiu always takes the absolute initiative and is invincible!

But just a moment.

They actually had a faint illusion that Ji Wujiu lost control of his own power!

No!

Not an illusion!

Just temporarily lost control!

The opposite of them.

However, Leng Meizi and her group felt that this scene was very familiar, almost exactly the same as when Gu Han killed Dongfang Li just now!

Mr. Gu!

True God!

At this moment, Sun Zi was convinced by Gu Han, from character to cultivation, from strength to talent... he was convinced in all aspects!

"call……"

In Xuji, Gu Han took a deep breath, feeling extremely exhausted and he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword.

"Entertainment Father!"

"Another knife!"

He suppressed his fatigue and shouted again!

Gu Tian didn't even think about it.

If your son asks you to cut another knife, then you will cut another knife yourself!

Boom boom boom boom!

The sword light that was like a clever sword lit up again, with great power and fell down at Ji Wujiu again!

The sword light is coming.

A severe pain came.

In an instant, Ji Wujiu's consciousness was pulled back to reality!

The sense of distance fades quickly.

A sense of familiarity came to my mind again.

The sense of power out of control comes and goes faster, as if everything just now was just an illusion!

Can……

Tell him with his empty right arm.

Not!

"Dare you... hurt me?"

When the sword light came again, Ji Wujiu no longer had the heart to explore the reason. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, with a hint of madness!

Bang!

The remaining power in his body condensed again, and he was like a wounded lone wolf, fighting back towards Gu Tian!

"I!"

"Curse you..."

At this time!

Mei Yun also came to a location not far from Gu Han, and the runes between his eyebrows were trembling and lit up to the extreme!

...

The world of dreams.

On the grave, the old Taoist covered his face with his sleeves. When he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly shivered and suddenly woke up!

I was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly reacted, looked at the inexplicable place, and cursed. "Baby, you really don't want to live anymore!"

A stroke in your hand.

He grabbed a piece of gravel on the grave and threw it out!

...

Inside the silence.

Mei Yun's eyes were red and he stared at Ji Wujiu, "I curse you, the blood and blood flow backwards, burst..."

Just half the curse.

Something seemed to be hit on his forehead suddenly, and his face was filled with blood. His eyes rolled, and he fainted!

...

The world of dreams.

The stones were thrown away.

The old Taoist sat blankly on the grave and sighed, "This day, I won't save any effort!"

"Make a fuss."

He said to himself: "Old Taoist, I swear that if I take another move, I will let lightning strike me to death..."

His tone suddenly paused.

He realized one thing.

At his level, the great way, the laws, the oaths... have no restrictions on him!

"I……"

He was so fierce.
To be continued...