Chapter: 3482
The evil king sneered.
At such a time, how could he allow Feng Mei to make a move.
The pretty face under the veil of Feng Mei was gloomy, and when she heard the words, she put away the fan.
Two peerless geniuses, don't make a move!
After Ye Wudao's robe was pierced, he quickly retreated.
Now is the time when the magic cloud is the strongest, and he has to avoid its edge.
However, the speed of the magic cloud is very fast, like a black shadow, flying around, flying around Ye Wudao.
"Black Thorn!"
Soon Moyun found an opportunity, and a black fierce Changhong shot out with a stab of a long spear!
The next moment, Changhong had already come to Ye Wudao.
"Humph!"
Ye Wudao waved his hand, and the black long sword faced him.
bump!
On the giant sword, a hole was suddenly pierced, and the power of Changhong was weakened by most of it.
Ye Wudao punched away, and Changhong was directly defeated.
Then, Ye Wudao slapped again!
In mid-air, a huge golden palm print was formed, and it slapped the demon cloud fiercely.
Mo Yun waved a long spear in his hand, and while dodging dodged, he pierced the golden palm print with one shot.
"Ye Wudao, you should admit defeat!"
Relying on the magical soldiers, the demon cloud was extremely rampant, and it was stabbed with another spear.
The offensive is fierce and fast!
Ye Wudao was almost overwhelmed and looked a little labored.
The cultivators on Feng Mei's side raised their hearts to their throats.
Ye Wudao fell behind.
How can this be good?
If it continues like this, Ye Wudao will undoubtedly lose.
The consumption of the battle between the powerhouses is very amazing. The consumption of the magic cloud just now is extremely terrifying, and the spiritual energy is estimated to have been exhausted.
No one noticed that there was a hint of indifference in the bottom of Ye Wudao's eyes.
On his face, he looked very nervous.
In fact, his heart is very relaxed.
Mo Yun is not his opponent!
He is making greater preparations, brewing his own cards, and preparing to defeat the opponent with one blow!
The spear pierces the void!
A shot, across the sky, like a long black dragon.
It seems that the magic cloud can no longer wait for consumption, and does not want to mess with Ye Wudao.
He used his trump card!
"Black Dragon Spear!"
On his spear, a black giant dragon was engraved. At this moment, the giant dragon on it seemed to be revived, sending out an earth-shattering dragon roar.
Dark aura swept all over the place.
The gun power that fills the sky!
The spear was a stab at Ye Wudao.
It seems inevitable!
However, Ye Wudao just smiled slightly, and there was an extra pill in his hand, which he swallowed instantly.
In fact, there is no more improvement in his body. This is an ordinary medicinal elixir to restore spiritual energy.
But the next moment, his speed increased unexpectedly, and he avoided the Black Dragon Spear in an instant, and then at some point, he appeared behind Mo Yun.
Even Feng Mei and Xie Wang were slightly startled, but they couldn't find out where Ye Wudao disappeared just now.
I just saw that Ye Wudao appeared behind Mo Yun in the next moment.
Then, with the black giant sword, he slammed it down!
The back of the magic cloud was cold, and when he turned back, the giant sword had already reached the top of his head.
He gritted his teeth and sacrificed a black tree root.
The roots seem to be absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and everyone feels that the vitality is being absorbed by the roots.
"Damn!"
The fan in Feng Mei's hand moved, and a breeze instantly dissipated this force.
However, on the Demon Cultivator's side, the Evil King did not move.
In the blink of an eye, there were a few weak demon cultivators, and their vitality passed, and their faces slowly became old.
A few even turned from young to white-haired old men in an instant.
And, it hasn't stopped.
The vitality of a few people is still being absorbed.
"Lord Evil King!"
"Save us!"
"Please!"
There were countless mourning sounds from the demon cultivator.
However, the Evil King's face was so cold that he ignored it.
Stab it!
There was a demon cultivator in the early stage of the sun and the moon, which evaporated directly into a black mist and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.
Afterwards, there were many more magic cultivators, one after another, dissipating.
Xie Jiao's face also looked shocked. JrNovels.com
At such a time, how could he allow Feng Mei to make a move.
The pretty face under the veil of Feng Mei was gloomy, and when she heard the words, she put away the fan.
Two peerless geniuses, don't make a move!
After Ye Wudao's robe was pierced, he quickly retreated.
Now is the time when the magic cloud is the strongest, and he has to avoid its edge.
However, the speed of the magic cloud is very fast, like a black shadow, flying around, flying around Ye Wudao.
"Black Thorn!"
Soon Moyun found an opportunity, and a black fierce Changhong shot out with a stab of a long spear!
The next moment, Changhong had already come to Ye Wudao.
"Humph!"
Ye Wudao waved his hand, and the black long sword faced him.
bump!
On the giant sword, a hole was suddenly pierced, and the power of Changhong was weakened by most of it.
Ye Wudao punched away, and Changhong was directly defeated.
Then, Ye Wudao slapped again!
In mid-air, a huge golden palm print was formed, and it slapped the demon cloud fiercely.
Mo Yun waved a long spear in his hand, and while dodging dodged, he pierced the golden palm print with one shot.
"Ye Wudao, you should admit defeat!"
Relying on the magical soldiers, the demon cloud was extremely rampant, and it was stabbed with another spear.
The offensive is fierce and fast!
Ye Wudao was almost overwhelmed and looked a little labored.
The cultivators on Feng Mei's side raised their hearts to their throats.
Ye Wudao fell behind.
How can this be good?
If it continues like this, Ye Wudao will undoubtedly lose.
The consumption of the battle between the powerhouses is very amazing. The consumption of the magic cloud just now is extremely terrifying, and the spiritual energy is estimated to have been exhausted.
No one noticed that there was a hint of indifference in the bottom of Ye Wudao's eyes.
On his face, he looked very nervous.
In fact, his heart is very relaxed.
Mo Yun is not his opponent!
He is making greater preparations, brewing his own cards, and preparing to defeat the opponent with one blow!
The spear pierces the void!
A shot, across the sky, like a long black dragon.
It seems that the magic cloud can no longer wait for consumption, and does not want to mess with Ye Wudao.
He used his trump card!
"Black Dragon Spear!"
On his spear, a black giant dragon was engraved. At this moment, the giant dragon on it seemed to be revived, sending out an earth-shattering dragon roar.
Dark aura swept all over the place.
The gun power that fills the sky!
The spear was a stab at Ye Wudao.
It seems inevitable!
However, Ye Wudao just smiled slightly, and there was an extra pill in his hand, which he swallowed instantly.
In fact, there is no more improvement in his body. This is an ordinary medicinal elixir to restore spiritual energy.
But the next moment, his speed increased unexpectedly, and he avoided the Black Dragon Spear in an instant, and then at some point, he appeared behind Mo Yun.
Even Feng Mei and Xie Wang were slightly startled, but they couldn't find out where Ye Wudao disappeared just now.
I just saw that Ye Wudao appeared behind Mo Yun in the next moment.
Then, with the black giant sword, he slammed it down!
The back of the magic cloud was cold, and when he turned back, the giant sword had already reached the top of his head.
He gritted his teeth and sacrificed a black tree root.
The roots seem to be absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and everyone feels that the vitality is being absorbed by the roots.
"Damn!"
The fan in Feng Mei's hand moved, and a breeze instantly dissipated this force.
However, on the Demon Cultivator's side, the Evil King did not move.
In the blink of an eye, there were a few weak demon cultivators, and their vitality passed, and their faces slowly became old.
A few even turned from young to white-haired old men in an instant.
And, it hasn't stopped.
The vitality of a few people is still being absorbed.
"Lord Evil King!"
"Save us!"
"Please!"
There were countless mourning sounds from the demon cultivator.
However, the Evil King's face was so cold that he ignored it.
Stab it!
There was a demon cultivator in the early stage of the sun and the moon, which evaporated directly into a black mist and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.
Afterwards, there were many more magic cultivators, one after another, dissipating.
Xie Jiao's face also looked shocked. JrNovels.com
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