Chapter 1073

Touch your chest with the palm of your hand, where the real demonic heart is still beating.

Lu Fan didn't dare to inject his power directly into the heart of the demon. He should be careful about the things with magic words.

Now he can only let Laojiu put away the seal of demonic heart for a while, until he escapes first.

Behind him, Fengtian seems to have completely stopped.

But the road ahead is still blocked.

"A nightmare is a nightmare. Get back in line. "

There was a cry of roar in his ear, and then Lu fan saw a monstrous nightmare, like a ghost walking in the night, sweeping around with harsh laughter and the power to pull people into the illusion.

Lu Fan looked around, almost instantaneously many people fell into an illusion.

The two nightmares also rushed to Lu Fan's face. They shone scarlet eyes at Lu Fan and stretched out their sharp claws of black fog.

Lu Fan's face should not have looked, and his eyes were shining.

His eyes swept over the two nightmares. In a moment, the two nightmares directly rose into flames.

The nightmare made a shrill cry, and the black fog quickly disappeared.

Lu Fan raised his hand again, and the two nightmares turned into ashes.

With Lu Fan's current strength, these nightmares are unlikely to hurt him.

The soul is in the body, and the power of the world is in the hand. It's impossible for nightmare to drag him into the illusion.

Lu Fan continues to move southeast. Soon, he even caught up with the Lord of Lixi.

Seeing Lu Fan coming, Li Xi was surprised and said, "you defeated the daughter of dark yuan."

Lu Fan shook his head and said: "it's just to avoid. Are you going to run to the southeast, too?

Li Xi nodded: "we have someone to meet you in the southeast."

Lu Fan's eyes brightened when he heard that he was the leader of Lixi, and he had a complete plan.

Lu Fan said with a smile, "it would be better if someone answered. Lord Lixi, we should be able to escape, right

Li Xi shook his head and said, "it's not that simple. This puppet regiment, nightmare regiment, is only the advance troop of the demon cultivation. In other words, they came up to die. Next, it's the big trouble. "

Say, Li Xi patriarch points to the distance.

Lu Fan's eyes saw through the nightmares, and finally saw what the Lord Lixi said.

Black dragon and black armor, long spear in hand, and magic Qi soaring to the sky.

The Dragon roars and rots.

"Black dragon riding."

Lu Fan recognized it. This is the most powerful puppet cultivated by the magicians.

However, any level of demon cultivation will get a black dragon warrior like this, which represents the level of refining and is also the favorite of the mage.

Roar. Roar. Roar. Roar.

Compared with the disordered impact of the puppet Legion and nightmare in front of us, the black dragon's cavalry is very neat.

Even the roar of the dragon was the same. A black dragon appeared side by side.

Every rotting dragon under the black dragon's body is a hundred feet long. The Black Warrior sitting on it is also a giant with scarlet light in his eyes.

They are surrounded by people who want to break through.

The strong magic Qi can not only stop the attack of those alchemists, but also make the fallen puppet army stand up again. Broken nightmare, reunite.

They are just like living demons. As long as they don't die, the puppet army and the nightmare army will have continuous fighting power.

Such a situation makes people who want to rush out feel more and more difficult.

Even the eight money saints, who are leading the majority of people to fight in the distance, and the heaven saints of the world, are slowing down.

Even if they are powerful saints, they have to be vigilant in the face of so many black dragon warriors.

"Death, injury, capture, kill."

Black dragon cavalry suddenly shouted.

Every time they shout a word, the long gun in their hands lights up a point. The rotting corpse dragon under the body also opens its mouth, and the dark light condenses rapidly in its mouth.

"No, it's a deadly shock. Lu fan, hurry up. We will join the three saints. It's too late. "

Seeing Li Xi's anxious eyes, Lu Fan immediately felt bad.

Li Xi, who can make the mountain collapse in front of him without changing his face, looks red and roars loudly.

Only that the danger is at hand.

Without hesitation, Lu fan pulls up Lixi's Wooden wheelchair and rushes toward the direction of Bafang Qian Sheng.

Li Renlong and others behind him are just as mad, speeding up their speed and rushing forward.

"Hide behind, hide behind."

Behind the eight square Qian Sheng, the Lords and the powerful also shouted.

No idiot can live to this day. Most people are also strong men who have fought with the demon cultivator. When they see the posture of the black dragon warrior, they don't understand why.

Boom.

The void suddenly shakes, and all the black dragon riders kill a solid black inflammatory wave at the same time.

The rotting corpse dragon spurts black light. Thousands of light pillars are killed at the same time, which is powerful enough to destroy the sky and the earth, burn the mountains and boil the sea, and kill the city and the country.

Lu Fan and Li Xi just rushed to a place not far from Qian Sheng and others.

The next moment, the light column suddenly hit, with the power to tear everything.

Wu Feng's heavy sword stands in front of him, and Lu Fan hides behind it.

At this moment, the vigorous Qi of the body guard and the scale and Dragon Armor of the defense can't work. The only one who can save the lives of Lu Fan and Li Xi is the heavy sword without the front like a broad door.

"Drink."

At the moment of impact, Lu fan made a dull hum. The sword is shaking desperately. In Lu Fan's body, the Xuangong tower in Jiulong cried out loudly, "to die, to die, great master, Wufeng will not be able to carry it."

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Fan suddenly felt his whole body light.

Looking around, I suddenly found that the space around was split and all the light columns were moved to the other side.

Take up the heavy sword and look forward.

Suddenly, Lu fan saw that the eight side Qian Sheng, with the power of his own world, forcibly divided the four sides.

The leader of Lixi took a long breath: "it's OK, it's OK. The Bafang old man doesn't really care about other people. Lu fan, we should not be too close to him. He can't believe it, but we need his strength now. "

Lu Fan nodded clearly, "I know."

The voice just fell, suddenly an excited cry sounded.

"Lu Fan."

The voice was so familiar that Lu Fan turned his head and saw lingyao.

"Lingyao, why are you here?"

Lu Fan hurriedly greets and grabs lingyao's hand.

At this time, many people around cast their eyes on Lu Fan. Even the first eight Qian saints, as well as the world and heaven saints who are approaching, look to Lu Fan. In the eyes, the light is deep. There seems to be a killing chance.

Li Xi said after Lu fan, "please."