Chapter 2011

Zhao he was furious, and a magic power flew out, sweeping towards the front door of the tree like a snake.

Mo Lian's eyes were angry, he jumped up and flew to the tree in a flash. With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao he's sweeping the power of the spirit. He went back and was shocked by a mighty force.

Zhao he was almost surprised!

He didn't expect that a young man could defeat him completely with a kind of spiritual power that seemed to come from the breeze.

In other words, his decades of accomplishments are basically in the hands of this young man. He can't do a single move?

No way!

He must have underestimated the enemy before.

Zhao he raised his hand and shouted to more than 40 Level Seven Spiritual Masters behind him, "stop them!"

A group of his staff rushed forward and stopped all the top colleges.

Zhao he's hands are burning with flames. His body is twisting in the middle of the sky. His hands are carrying two groups of flames. He snaps to the top of the tree below.

Oh! Prince Mo's eyes flashed a trace of different colors.

There was a black flame at the fingertips, just a wisp of it.

Zhao he suddenly realized that the flames in his hands, which had been burning, had been extinguished little by little until the spirit of the fire disappeared from his hands.

Zhao he didn't know that it was all the fire spirits in the world. It came from an instinctive fear of the holy fire.

As soon as the holy fire comes out, no one can defeat it.

A huge force suddenly swung in front of Zhao river.

Without waiting for Zhao he to exhale, he felt that a huge force had been lifted, and the whole Zhao he was unable to control himself and flew out with a very strange speed.

Miss Qiao didn't have a chance to do it all the time. She looked up at Mo Lian in silence and said to her heart, "Zhao Li is supported by her father and her husband."!

Who doesn't have any relatives or friends? The little guy rolled his eyes.

At this time, Zhao he was scorched by the black fire of ink lotus.

The black flame, like an evil dragon, suddenly sprang up to Zhao he's body and tightly wrapped him.

Zhao he was shocked to find that the fire spirit in his body was gone.

Where dare he hesitate? He tore his coat and fell to the ground.

Just for a moment, a brocade shirt was burnt to ashes by the black flame.

Zhao he looked at Mo Lian in astonishment.

If he hadn't opened the shield first and then attacked the little girl, he would have been the one who was burned to ashes.

Zhao he was shivering and shivering. His legs stepped back involuntarily.

"You! You? Who are you! " It's impossible. According to his information, the little girl who killed his baby son was a little ant who went to shuntianfu from xiaxingyu. She only stayed in shuntianfu for half a year.

But the man next to her? But let him feel a little fear beyond instinct

Zhao he was very clear that he could not see how the young man was cultivated.

Why is this man so strong?

Is he really from the lower universe?

What broke Zhao he most was that more than 40 level-7 spiritual masters were killed by the group of top colleges.

The remaining twenty seventh level spiritual masters dare not fight any more, and they all return to Zhao he in a hurry.

"Cough, cough." Zhao he put his hand over his chest and stared at the tree with a gaping eyes. "You?"