Chapter 1975

The people of Nangong family are still wearing yellow robes and noble temperament. At the moment, they are exerting the unique skill of Nangong family, Zhenlong power ～

the powerful Huanglong sends out the breathtaking sound of ancient and simple dragons. The golden light blocks out the sky and the sun. Several real dragons, like gold casting, are formed. They constantly travel through the sea of fire and oppress all things.

The people of Sikong family use the most powerful Xumi skill of their family. Under their hands, each move is like a void accepting Jiezi, a mountain like palm, with endless pressure, fighting with the shadow of the overwhelming fire. Every palm is as big as Xumi.

In addition to them, there are many strong Chinese hand in hand.

However, under these powerful skills, the dark and strange flame of the other side is still burning fiercely ～

the shadows of these flames seem to come from another world of the void. No matter how these powerful skills are mysterious, they still keep on swallowing the mysterious meaning of people ～

in that, they are just like the poison of rotten bones and the virtual image In front of the terrible flame in general, a group of strong Chinese people have no way.

A few of the primary strong men of the xuanjie stage who had not done enough in their cultivation felt that their spirits were burning under the burning of the dark fire, and they were in pain and almost extinguished....

...

a moment later, at the other end of the flame, hurricanes suddenly subsided.

The dozens of people in white appeared again, showing their disdain for Chinese warriors and their indifference to life.

Just after draining the blood from dozens of Chinese warriors, these days, the wind devil royal family of the * imperial dynasty stopped temporarily and stood on the edge of a mountain wall and watched the fire shadow royal family pushing forward ～

...

"Lord Zhentian, shall we not continue to push forward? Those Chinese warriors should not be able to support it for long. "

A figure in white is respectfully asking the leader.

"Hum, the Chinese martial arts are not so easy to deal with. Just now we are cleaning up ordinary people, but there are several tough strong people in the opposite side..."

the leader of the wind demon clan, Zhentian Yifu, looks at the powerful martial arts and metaphysics in the fire, and his tone is a little cold.

However, while a group of wind demon royal family members were observing the war situation between the Chinese martial arts and the fire shadow royal family, an out of date voice suddenly came from their side ～

"well, it is really difficult... It can be transformed into wind and flame, which is similar to those who can incarnate blood mist..."

with this sound, one and the wind devil emperor sounded The figure of the clan, also dressed in white, emerges among these people...

"what?"

Originally thought that this figure in white was his own kindred, but suddenly felt that the tone of the figure in white around him was not right, so he frowned and looked at it in a twinkling of an eye.

At this time, a strange face appeared in his eyes -

"eh? Who are you... "

Takeda's pupils shrank in an instant, and a strong atmosphere rose from his body.

However, we haven't yet waited for the leader of the royal family to react completely ～

"pa!"

There was a slap in the face, and in the eyes of those Tian * Huang Dynasty Fengmo people and other Chinese martial artists who paid attention to this place, the leader of the imperial family of Tian * emperor Fengmo, felt that he was spinning around in a twinkling, and was taken away with a handsome posture