The Dimensional Pursuit

The formidable frost unfolded, and instantly extinguished the flames, frost chilled the ground, and allowed the entire space to enter the frozen world.

"Do you still want to put me in that dark cell? Don't think about it!" Tianze gritted his teeth, ignoring the air-conditioning.

After that, a powerful and terrifying witch power erupted, stirring the situation, like a reincarnation of the devil, black snakes coiled around, chain snakes flew, crashing into the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei.

The exorcist struck the ground with his hands, striking a pattern of gossip. The green light, one after another, the squalid corpses with pale complexions and rotten bodies, came out from the ground, propped up the soil, like a debt-collecting evil spirit. Same, struggling to crawl out of the ground.

The Hundred Poison King, who looked like a widow and old beggar, was secretly moved, and the poisonous smoke mixed with magical drugs spread along the scene with the appearance of the corpse.

Only Wushuanggui and Yanlingji remained silent, and didn't know whether they were waiting for the opportunity or thinking that they were not needed for this battle.

Bai Yifei was still in shape, and a huge ice wall appeared in front of him exaggeratedly, blocking Tianze's attack.

Then, the white armored guard appeared, holding an ice gun, and threw it towards the Exorcist, Hundred Poison King, Flame Ling Ji and Wushuang Ghost.

The four jumped and escaped the gun forest.

Then the white armored guard raised his hand again, and another ice crystal spear that was stronger than the real spear appeared in his hand.

If this is not for the white armor guards themselves to practice the freezing technique similar to that of Bai Yifei, it is that they can use the cold energy created by Bai Yifei to directly use the benefits of the environment to form an attack technique.

The corpse puppet of the exorcist was bound by the frozen air formed by the explosion of the ice gun, and could only watch the Hundred Poison King, the Flame Lingji and the Wushuang Ghost resist.

"Roar!"

Wushuanggui roared and kicked hard, and the whole person jumped high from the ground, like a large object, jumping out of a big arc and falling in front of the white armored guard.

"Royal!"

The white armored guards resisted, using an ice wall to resist Wushuang Ghost's Wushuang power.

"boom!"

The ice wall shattered and the white armored guard retreated involuntarily.

Flame Ling Ji's attack followed, forming a wave of fire and burning towards the white armored guard.

At least in the eyes of the white armored guards, they are encountering fire.

"A clever illusion!" said the clock picture that captured this scene through the vest Han Li's sight and the gradually spreading nano surveillance network.

Then Mo Ya and Bai Feng, who had rushed here a long time ago, made a sudden move, using the most exquisite and terrifying assassination technique to kill the Exorcist and the Hundred Poison King.

There is really no reason not to swallow the two obvious live targets.

Besides, Mo Ya received the order to kill the two before coming here. Therefore, there is no need to keep his hands, prepare to fight with one blow, and show his worth to Han Li hiding in the dark and the more secretive clock diagram.

In this era of horrible life, those who cannot reflect their own worth have to wait to die.

"Who!?" Hundred Poison King felt a crisis instinctively, and his body subconsciously strayed, while he counterattacked, he snapped.

It's just that the speed is a little slower after all, even though he avoided the fatal point, he still couldn't restrain himself.

On the contrary, as a person who was also attacked, the condition of the young, strong, and dexterous exorcist was much better. Although the performance was also very embarrassed, at least he was not injured. He was more eye-catching than the Hundred Poison King. less.

"Huh!"

After the sound of the wind, two figures in black and white appeared not far from the Hundred Poison King and the Exorcist, looking at them without expression.

"Night, Hundred Birds, it seems that you are really bound to win against me this time." With deep magic power, and Bai Yifei fought and interacted, and there was no Tianze hatred that was killed in the first place. Said deeply.

"I told you before that your luck is not enough, your birth is untimely, and you haven't caught up with the good times." Bai Yifei's force is fully used, and various ice techniques and swordsmanship work together, as if performing a mysterious dance. The same, softly.

"When did you become so ridiculous? Untimely? I only know that it was your people who turned back at night! Are you suddenly repenting now because you are afraid? For fear of encountering the same consequences as Ji Wuye."

"Yeah, I'm afraid, how about you, aren't you afraid?" Bai Yifei didn't deny it, smiled lightly, and asked generously.

"I can't help it! If I'm afraid, I won't live till now." Tianze said coldly.

"Ignorant idiot, I don't know how high the sky is, it's no wonder that you have never been able to become a climate." Bai Yifei sneered.

Fortunately, he thought that Tianze was a beast with a brain, but in the end he was the same as himself before, a baby at the bottom of the well who only thought the sky was as big as that. It was unlucky for him to be stared at.

Thinking of this, Bai Yifei is also grateful that he is still alive now.

Who can think that there is such a powerful manifestation in this world that there is no existence that humans can resist?

I can only say that the old saying is true, there are indeed people outside the world in this world, and there are heaven outside the world.

Then, the next moment, a miserable scream rang.

Different from the voice of the white armored guard who was burnt to death by Wushuang Ghost Hammer and Yan Ling Ji, the director of this voice was full of panic and despair, as well as unwillingness to death, and unspeakable oldness.

Because this deceased was no one else, but the Hundred Poison King who entangled with the two top killers of Moya and Baifeng!

With the tacit cooperation of Mo Ya and Bai Feng, as well as the absolute advantage in speed, within a few rounds, the King of Poison Hundreds became the lamb to be slaughtered in the hands of the two, and could only be rescued occasionally by the Exorcist. He lingered, but didn't last long, and finally died in Bai Feng's immature six fantasy lore.

But Bai Feng didn't get any benefit because of this. Absorbed too much poisonous fog at very close range, causing the whole person's state to be greatly reduced, and his life fell to the edge of dying, and he could no longer assist Mo Crow in killing the exorcist.

Mo Ya flew down to Bai Feng's side, and said with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I can't die yet." Bai Feng held his chest and said in a livid voice.

After that, Mo Ya paused, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Leave it to me for the next battle. Go one mile to the west, where someone can remove the poison from your body." Mo Ya said.

"How do you know?" Bai Feng asked in surprise.

"That letter came." Mo Ya pointed to the thing on his neck and said in a low voice.

Then he said "Go" again, and ignored Bai Feng, again using light power to attack and kill the exorcist.

Bai Feng looked at the court, and found that there should be no danger, but did not insist anymore. His figure flashed and moved a mile to the west.

Yan Lingji and Wushuanggui finished killing the white armor guards and turned their eyes to the field.