The man was knocked out by the stormy airflow, rolled around in the air, and staggered a few steps before he stood firm.
"I said why are you brave enough to steal my prey? The two of you are not weak when they join forces." The man wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at the two with red eyes, looking crazy: "This is the best, you two are better than that little girl.
Much stronger!”
"Then we have to see if you have the ability!"
No one is treated as food, he will not be happy.
The man shouted, his eyes turned red, and an evil smile rushed over with a corner of his mouth.
The bursting breath tore through the void, and the stirring airflow hit Zheng Yiqing's body, making it scream.
"Thousand Demon Seals!"
Behind the man, a demonic shadow with three heads and six arms, a ferocious face, a sharp horn on his head, a winged wings on his back, and a black air all over his body.
As the shadow appeared, waves of wailing sounded in the world, like resentment and complaints, and the listeners' hair was numb.
The demon shadow waved his wings, stared at Wang Ran and the others high and up, and slapped out his palm prints that covered the sky and the sun and emitting bloody smell, pressing them down.
"boom!"
The earth shook, the earth cracked, countless gravels were shaken away, and were broken by strong airflow, turning into powder and dissipating with the wind.
"drink."
Wang Ran shouted angrily, attacked Li Si and opposed the palm print.
For a moment, it seemed to be still, and then the bursting aura dissipated, the demon shadow dissipated, and the man widened his eyes and flew backwards.
Blood was spilling in the air, and the man hit countless trees and fell heavily to the ground.
As soon as he got up, he lay down heavily, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.
"How could this happen?" The man stared at his eyes, unable to believe this scene.
He was proud of his attack that even surpassed the level of killing, but was blocked by them?
"This is not... impossible!" The man struggled and stood up staggeringly, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, muttering something in his mouth.
The destructive demon shadow gradually became solidified, and a blood-red light was revealed in the black air, and the wild aura spread, and the ancient gods revived at this moment.
"You're done!" The man smiled wildly, coughed and sprayed a mouthful of blood again.
Before he could attack, Wang Ran rushed to him, his five fingers formed claws and passed through his chest.
A bright red heart was beating "bang bang", Wang Ran's hand stretched out of the man's chest and looked at it from a distance, as if two people were hugging each other.
With a "bang", the bright red heart that was still beating was broken all over the floor.
Wang Ran withdrew his hand and looked at the blood on his hand with some disgust.
The man's body fell to the ground without the support of Wang Ran's hand, and he just opened his eyes and died with his eyes open.
Zheng Yiqing lay on the ground, just in front of the man's face, was shocked and moved back.
"If you want to go in, keep moving forward." Wang Ran turned his head and walked towards the direction they came over, looking indifferent.
How dare Zheng Yiqing go in by himself?
It has only been moving forward for a few hundred meters, and I encountered such a danger. I don’t know what I would encounter even if I move forward.
Thinking to himself, Zheng Yiqing wanted to stand up, but her legs were weak.
Looking at the two people walking further and further away, they frowned and looked unhappy: "You two aren't you going to help me up!"
Looking at Zheng Yiqing, who still doesn't know how to restrain her temper, Wang Ran wanted to strangle her to death. But for the task assigned by Meng Yao, he could only bear it.