The Skill of Dragon Breaking the Nine Heavens

Although many masters of the wild lion tribe are roaring one by one, their eyes have betrayed them. The eyes of the vast majority of people are with a look of horror. These young people who seem to be in a low state are too powerful in combat. It's horrible.

No, it should be said to be cruel...

The battle formation of the Eighteen Blood Guards has rushed into the group of masters of the Mad Lion tribe. Almost every few seconds, people are falling, being killed, and blood spilling from the air...

Each of these dead people was above the triple heaven of the holy firmament realm. People of this realm were as fragile as a baby in front of the Eighteen Blood Guards, and they were simply vulnerable.

Lin Xinyun hasn't let the Hanyu Qilin come out to fight, otherwise the situation will only be more cruel. After all, an adult cold jade unicorn is too rare, so under normal circumstances, Lin Xinyun let him stay in her special space.

The cold jade unicorn is also so happy. Lin Xinyun’s special space is filled with incomparably rich pure Yin power. Even if the strength of this pure Yin force is not enough, its quality is already very high. It is extremely for the cultivation of the cold jade unicorn. Big benefits.

After Bai Yuzhe used the Dragon Possession, he quickly caught up with the falling Lion Mac with the Qinghong spear in his hand, and pierced his throat without hesitation!

"Boy, die for Laozi!" It was also at this time that Shi Wuba woke up from the continuous soul blow, and it was impossible for him to be directly shocked to death because of his cultivation base. In fact, if it weren't for the surprise just now, the soul attack would not have such a big impact on him.

Lion Mac is really angry. Even if his mind is awake at this time, the situation is very bad. He always feels that something most important in his mind has been seriously injured. Although his mind is awake, his thinking is still More mixed, the most obvious emotion is anger, boundless anger...

This is a sense caused by not knowing the soul.

At this time, the sharp tip of the Qinghong Spear had come close, and Shi Wuba's roar could only raise the huge war knife in his hand and lay it in front of his neck!

"clang!"

There was a violent tremor, as if the bronze bell Dalü was struck, and the sound shook everywhere. There was obviously a hole in the battle knife in Lion Wuba's hand. A weapon of the highest grade saint soldier level was actually pierced by Bai Yuzhe's shot, which basically destroyed more than half of it.

Lion Wuba's figure was shaken back hundreds of meters in an instant, and he quickly slid back in the air, while spouting a big mouthful of blood.

It was too hasty just now, there was no time to give him much power, and his situation itself was relatively bad, and it was inevitable that he would get injured again.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the artifact is, it would be difficult to directly destroy the best sacred soldier with one move. The main thing is to infuse it without strength, and the sacred soldier is in a silent state.

"Old thing, you don't want to give you a face, you have to take your own life, no one can save you now!" Bai Yuzhe said, and quickly chased Lion Wuba, with a murderous look and cold eyes. , The powerful mental power has already locked the opponent.

"puff……"

Lion Mac couldn't help but spit out a big mouthful of blood, not only injured, but also angry. Thinking back to just now, I was very energetic, with the aura of looking over the world, I wanted to talk about this group of people in front of me without any effort.

But reality gave him a big slap in the face, and in the blink of an eye, the master of his mad lion tribe had been killed and injured more than half of them. The group of people was really terrifying, and they were all killing gods!