Fantasy: I am the Villain - Chapter 145
Chapter 145 There are many fighting cards, and the beast god explosion
Chapter 145 There are many fighting cards, and the beast god explosion
“Boom!” The ruins of the ground, and the strong wind brought up with a painful face, Yan Wuxie brought the three daughters of Mingyue to the battlefield.
“Well!” Yan Wuxie pulled out of his heart, running the town’s prison fairy sutra, the outbreak of the mysterious body, and a source of origin of the source of the gods wrapped in the wicked ruler.
Mingyu behind him took out the flute and supported Yan Wuxie at any time. Jiang Qiushui and Chu Xi who couldn’t get started at all took out their weapons to kill those miscellaneous fish that were not afraid of death.
“Hey! Boy, you do n’t have to go in heaven, you do n’t have to go to hell! A half saint actually dare to intervene in the struggle between the emperor?” A blood -red figure was stopped in front.
This figure is a great emperor, wrapped in a thick blood mist on his body. This blood mist seems to have countless people. The strong bloody smell of blood smells.
People who block the road ahead are extremely evil!Looking at the blood mist on his body, he could no longer call him, this is a demon.This is the first idea of Yan Wuxie.
This is the demon that was conquered by Moroco in the information!This is Yan Wuxie’s second idea.
A few thoughts flashed in my heart, Yan Wuxie had understood the identity of the road.
“Drink!” Yan Wuxie shed a drink, smashing the blood mist on the blood fog with the desire of the fire with countless crimson origin.
“Zizi!” The blood burning the blood fog, quickly penetrating the blood mist as you wish, and almost a little bit of the evil body.
Yan Wuxie did not burst into the secret of the magic heart at this time. In addition, the blood mist looked very vain, but when he cut it, he knew it was as hard as steel.
“子! Lady, the ancestor’s blood mist is not powerful? You must not break my blood mist! So, leave the few beautiful women behind you to give the ancestor to refine the blood mist, and the ancestor will spare the ancestors.What about your ants and ants? “Xie Xiu smiled.
Yan Wuxie no longer cares about this guy and is going to go around.
“Hey! Don’t want to escape! Are you eating ancestral ancestor?” Xie Xiu was ready to stop Yan Wuxie again, but he suddenly found that the crimson flames on his blood mist did not go out.
“Well, what kind of fire is, why are you still burning?” The origin of the origin of the origin of the ruler of Ruyi was still burning on the blood mist.Before he reacted, he was wrapped in the fire.
“啊!这是什么火?啊啊啊啊!”邪修震惊着,惨叫着,挣扎着,但一切在本源神火面前都毫无作用,一下子就被烧成了灰渣。
call!After the evil repair, Yan Wuxie rolled up the ashes, and he didn’t know where to blow.
“Well!” It was another violent bombardment. The strong Yu Bo slightly blocked Yan Wuxie slightly. He stopped it. Now it is enough to get close to Chu Liuhe. He needs to find an opportunity to enter the battlefield.enemy.
“Boom!” Not far away seemed to have a heavy thing falling in the sky. In the dusty and dusty, Yan Wuxie saw a black figure.
“All of this are you manipulating?” As questioned like the devil of Hell’s abyss, the black man slowly walked towards Yan Wuxie.
Yan Wuxie looked at it, and he couldn’t help but hold his hand and tightened his heart, yes!The momentum of this great emperor, the anger of burning the sky!
This is the owner of the Moro family, Moroca!
He came!
“Just for a broken girl, you dare to insult our Moro family like this?” Morcado’s scarlet eyes stared at Chu Xi around Yan Wuxie, and couldn’t wait to break her corpse.
“Huh!” It was another wind blowing, blowing the smoke and dust, revealing the huge body of Moroccado.
At this time, Morca was one foot tall, like a little giant, I don’t know what kind of exercises have been practiced.He held a half -long spear, and the spear was resentful and the fierce was extremely.
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“Kill!” No need to talk nonsense. Yan Wuxie directly operated the Xuan Magic body to the limit, and opened the martial arts eyes. The crimson origin of the source of the gods was wrapped in the whole body.
“Well!” The rushing speed of Yan Wuxie soared to the limit, like a ray of black light to Moroca.
The anger of Moroca did not avoid, and hit Yan Wuxie fiercely.
“Wow!” The chain of the prison Xian Jing was wrapped around Moroca, trying to control his actions.
“Well!” The chain was broken. The fire can only burn the energy of his surface. By abandoning the strength of being burned, the original fire could not hurt him at all.
Morico’s power is too strong. He hit his spear and hit his spear, hitting the painless tiger’s mouth pain!
“Woohoo!” The melodious flute sounded, and a bamboo wall full of killing appeared around Moroca.
“Perak!” Morica wiped out, the bamboo wall was destroyed, Yan Wuxie seized the opportunity, launched the dispersion of the soul, and tried to force Morico’s soul out of the body briefly.
But Morca’s fleshy body and cultivation are too strong. The soul forced him is like pushing the boulder. Although it cannot be forced out of the body at all, it also made Morcaido a moment.
“The magic is one foot!” Yan Wuxie seized this opportunity, opened the secret of the magic heart, and the magic qi accumulated quickly consumed.
“Kill!” Relying on the magic heart, Yan Wuxie’s skill has been raised sharply, and he has made his strongest blow.
“Well!” He was cut into Moroca’s flesh as you like, and he opened his chest into two petals for a moment, and he could clearly see the beating heart and creeping intestine.
“Unfortunately!” Yan Wuxie was full of regrets. If it wasn’t for the time to deal with the words, it consumed a lot of magic, then the hit just now can definitely ask for his life!
Repentance disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Yan Wuxie attacked again.
“Well!” Moroca swept the spear and smashed Yan Wuxie out.
“This is your strongest trick?” Moroccado ignored the open chest at all, and he looked at Yan Wuxi blandly.
“If there are no other tricks, then die!” The pain made Morca more crazy, the offensive was even more severe, and Yan Wuxie was beaten back.
“What should I do?” Chu Xi hurriedly said.
“Squeak!” She turned her head, and it turned out that the cattle demon came with the beast god.
“Haha, Yan Xiaoko is so miserable, I thought he was winning!” The Niu Mo laughed.
“Squeak!” Seeing that Yan Wowu kept back, the little monkey was anxious.
“Roar!” A giant ape suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the beast god broke out.
“Roar!” The giant ape looked down at Moroca, roared, and a pair of iron fist fell.
Moroccado, who was fighting with Yan Wuxie, heard the roar above his head. He hurriedly looked up, and saw a pair of iron fists falling, and he was completely blocked all around, without the slightest dodge.
“Pop!” The Emperor Emperor of the East of the Magic and Moro family, Moroca was pressed into meat for a moment.
(This chapter is finished)