"Boom!" Qi You threw a black iron ball out of his hand. The huge sound of artillery fire sounded, and several spirits were washed away by force. Yang went into the air, and the smell of gunpowder filled the battlefield.

The huge sound of artillery fire shocked Feng Yin and all the people, their eyes were full of shock and shock. Obviously, they did not expect that there would be such things at this time.

"Haha, I almost forgot, the boss left us inventory." The boy seemed to suddenly remember it, and the next second he also took out a black ball in his hand, pulled it for a long time, and smashed it hard at the nest of spirits.

"Hurry, retreat, leave quickly." The spiritual people's pupils shrank and retreated backwards in fear. It was so terrifying. What the hell is this?

"Haha, I have it too. Let's go and blow those up together." Shushuabiao, there were more than 200 people in the Pill Castle, each holding a black thunder in his hand. The bare surface was shining with a shiny light in the night, looking gloomy, making people frightened in the heart.

"Mom, it's nothing, a bunch of fucking monsters, no, I surrender, I'll stop doing it." The mercenary man trembled in his heart, threw down the ice blade, hugged his head with both hands, and fled to the edge of the battlefield in shame.

"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore. I won't take on this mission. Damn, if I had known this, I wouldn't have come if I had beaten to death."

"I'll cast it too, don't blow me up!"

"Brother, I am not the Hidden Tribe, I am just a small mercenary. Brother, I don't want this food anymore. If I leave, can't I leave? No, don't be impulsive, just blow them up..."

...

Those mercenaries who were still holding hope, the spirits surrendered one by one, and the rabbits seemed to fly towards the sidelines.

There were only 100,000 people left, and as the spirits and mercenaries fled, there were only more than 500 Feng Yin's people left on the field. The situation was one-sided. The Rakshasa adventure team happily greeted them. In addition, 200,000 demons helped the team, surrounded the five hundred Feng Yin's three layers inside and three layers outside.

The Rakshasa adventure team replaced the artillery fire with medicine liquid, and while spitting it, venting their discomfort, venting their discomfort. Damn, poison these good guys to death, Damn, let you annoy the elixir castle, and make these disgusting hypocrites fight against Leng Yan. If you die, you will not die well.

In the sky, purple flames burned, and the divine nature in the flames was wrapped in a ball of hotter purple flames, calcined little by little, becoming crystal clear, like morning dewdrops.

Zhiyan was wearing a black robe, her eyes were closed, and her mind was concentrated, controlling the continuous output of Yang Qi. The Yang Qi was absorbed by the purple flame and turned into more fanatical energy. The whole sky was hopeless to burn, and the purple light illuminated the night sky with beautiful fantasy colors.

Under the control of her thoughts, the purple fire dragon gradually highlights the characteristics of the oriental dragon, such as deer antlers, snake body, fish scales, and eagle claws...

"Be careful!" Shasha screamed in the battlefield behind the Demon Realm, and her enchanting and beautiful little face showed pain and despair.

No, she doesn't want her uncle to have something to do, no, why is this happening?

The powerful God's long sleeves waved and slapped Sha Xuan's body hard.

The air was torn, the air flow surged, and huge energy rushed towards Sha Xuan's body. Shasha's eyes widened, her slightest cracked, her heart stopped beating, and the blood in her body flowed backwards, and she froze in place.
Chapter completed!