"Don't force yourself, Xiya." Yi Tianhao looked at the spirits who were blocked outside by the barrier and attacked by the magic, and couldn't help but start to worry about standing aside and constantly absorbing everyone.

"If you don't fight for the last hand, do you want your sister to die? No one wants it!" Vanchia almost yelled out in Chess. She couldn't stand the cutest little sister leaving them like this.

The knot of thorns was like unable to withstand a powerful load, creating a loophole in the darkness covered in the sky. Vanchia knelt on the ground with some physical strength. Her face was filled with tears like pear blossoms waiting for the pavilion. She didn't want everyone she cherished to be hurt. At least she had to keep the first level tightly.

Yi Tianhao really wanted to stop her from doing this desperate behavior, but when she thought about what she said, if they lost today, they would always lose. "Ice God Irish Silk, Ice Season." He put the power of the Ice God to fight for the spirits that were destroyed for a while.

In the meantime, the next second after Yi Tianhao cast the spell, the loophole that appeared in the sky was quickly repaired by a transparent ice layer. Now, the weak spirits were completely blocked out.

"Hao, you will have a lot of hard work," Vanchia said.

"If you don't fight, how could you know?" This time, Yi Tianhao completely opened his smile, which was a doting look.

The first way to guard, how could the magic of mere ice and rain hinder the Spirit King possessed by Ouyang Yan? Just when a loophole appeared in the air, he led a team of people and quickly invaded the thorns.

"Master, we have consumed a lot of troops when invading the barrier. We..." A soul-devouring inquired felt a little scared in the first battle, and killed many troops with just two people.

Before he could react, the inquiring spirit was killed immediately, and within a second, he could be wiped out with the sound of the people.

"I don't want any evil disciple who is greedy for life and fear of death." Now he possesses Shura's body, he has the magic weapon to win, and uses Shura's power to improve his magic and spiritual power. The powerful spiritual pressure cannot be underestimated. He flies freely in the cold wind with his unruly black hair, but his face is clearly as sharp and ruthless as a knife and axe. His sharp and ruthless eyes are becoming deeper in the dark world, and he can't help but make his subordinates follow him look at him.

The Ling King walked halfway with a team of people and was attacked by a sudden fire ball. The powerful fire ball gently brushed across the Ling King's face, and the spots of burns leaked out bright red blood. In Yin Mingjian's opinion, his blood was so dirty. Looking at Ouyang Yan, who is not his brother now, he must do his best to destroy him.

"Spirit King, do you know your weakness?" Yin Mingjian looked at the spirit who was accidentally burned to death by fire with cold eyes, and sighed.

"I've thought clearly about my weaknesses." The human voice and appearance were Ouyang Yan himself, but his heart was not something he could control. The Spirit King looked at the fire magician with interest in front of him with some strength.

At lightning speed, Yu Sheng of the Ling King shot at Yin Mingjian with a sharp weapon. Yin Mingjian easily avoided the disaster and used his waving silver snake to whip them all.

Yin Ming stood up steadily, gently wiped the blood left between his lips, and said provocatively: "Your subordinates are really vulnerable."

"Soul Killing·Dark Holy" expanded the scope of Soul Killing through the dark world. Many small pits appeared on the ground closer to the Spirit King. "It's a pity that you are a hostile person. I have seen the power of the fire system today, but I have to kill that girl in a hurry." There was an unsatisfactory grin on her handsome face.

"God of Fire·Soul-breaking Nether Fire" The dark blue soul fire is a myth of the hot earth. The origin of the soul-breaking Nether Fire originates from the dark fire discovered by the previous world in order to eliminate evil spirits. It can destroy all the evil spirits and burn and destroy them.

Just as Yin Mingjian was about to launch an attack, the black hole began to spin. The underground runes that Ruoying Ruo Ruo began to change, but there was no magic power to attack Yin Mingjian.

The ghost fire surrounded the Spirit King, burning hot and burning. He screamed miserably, holding the treacherous laughter. Looking at the Spirit King in the blue fire, Yin Mingjian couldn't help but be surprised. Why did he accept his soul's broken treacherous fire without hesitation? The treacherous laughter was so strange that he planned what was he planning.

"Haha, such a powerful magic power, it's such a pity." The Spirit King completely absorbed Yin Mingjian's soul-breaking fire, and the flames on him were slowly absorbed by the black hole.

All the magic power of all attacks appeared in different bottom pits, and the Youhuo became more sharp and sensitive. The scattered Youhuo attacked Yin Mingjian in reverse. Just as Yin Mingjian avoided the attack, he did not take into account that there was another blow behind him. He was steadily penetrated into his own Youhuo, and blood suddenly flowed.

When the Ling King was about to give him a last blow, a moment before approaching Yin Mingjian, a simple white elegant skirt scattered in front of Yin Mingjian, and his snow-white wings strongly protected Yin Mingjian behind him.

"Don't hurt him!" The dark blue pupils were as cold as Siberian frozen soil. They looked directly at the Spirit King who possessed others, and their slightly pursed red lips spit out cold words.

"Ha, I don't have to go to find you." The handsome Ling King showed an unstoppable evil smile on his face.

Following Lan Qi were Nan Jin, Fanxuan and the two old men. The two old men protected Yin Mingjian and walked to a safer place on the side to start healing.

"I just want to ask, is his heart still there?" Lan Qi quickly moved to Ouyang Yan's body with teleportation and gently touched his chest.

The Spirit King quickly took a few steps back, looked at Lan Qi, who was still slightly unstable, and said sarcastically: "Do you think I will keep his heart everywhere?"

With her hands in mid-air, Lan Qi lowered her hands and stood on her body. There was no trace of fear in her eyes. She was like an angel, but she exuded a brilliance of comparison.

"Everyone else goes to me in all directions, I want to kill them all!" A hideous smile appeared disgusting on Junrong's face.

After hearing the order, the surviving subordinates quickly left their place and rushed to a place with powerful spiritual power.

Lan Qi turned around and looked at Nan Jin with a strange expression. A crisp and gentle voice came to his ears. "Go to protect her, she needs you." This is the gift Lan Qi gave to Yatong. This gift may be the most precious and perhaps the most unforgettable.

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