Hearing the sound of the clock, the face of the peak was somewhat unexpected.

He did not think that at this time, the other person was thinking of fighting with them, not running away.

But standing on the windy face is the mouth slightly raised, showing a hint of smile.

The attack of the clock from the previous block of the peak has made him look a few more, and now he actually faces two spirits, which makes him a little more interested.

In any case, he did not intend to come to the clock to die so happily, but was ready to torture each other to the most desperate moment, naturally did not mind to accompany the clock to play.

“Do you think that if you break through the spiritual realm, you can fight with us?”

After knowing the intention of the clock, the tone of the peak was clearly ridiculed.

"Since you dare to provoke the clan, your fate will only be the same as the dead-brained squat before you."

Hearing the words of the peak, the bell clearly flashed a chill from the eyes.

However, he was not angry, but silently held the basalt dragon gun in his hand tighter, and then looked at a roller coaster in the distance.

Above that, the dragon was standing.

When I saw Long Xiang, Zhong Yuan seemed to understand what, why these two unknown spiritual warriors were able to find themselves, and apparently got some help.

The incomparable remorse in the centrifugal clock, if you are careful, perhaps Tang Qingyi will not end up like this.

He thought that his whereabouts would not be known to the Xiang clan, but he did not expect that the same Dongxuan martial arts warriors would frame himself.

It is too late to say anything, and the clock will not be able to save Tang Qingyi's life.

There is only one thing he can do, and that is to make some people pay the same price!

After being stared at by the eyes of the clock, although it was still far away, Long Xiang felt a hint of chill.

He did not think that under the siege of the two powerful spirits of the peak and the wind, the clock still broke through the realm of the spirit.

The gap between the two has been infinitely widened at this moment, and in the innate realm, he is not the opponent of the clock.Now that the other party has broken through the spiritual realm and wants to kill him, I am afraid it is just a matter of God's mind.

Although the clock is still surrounded by the wind and the peak of the project, but Longxiang's heart has an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness.

He felt like he was staying here, and I was afraid there would be some danger.

Just thinking for a moment, Long Xiang chose to trust his intuition and mobilize the flying roller coaster to be far away from the rear.

His decision is undoubtedly very correct, but unfortunately, while Longxiang has made some moves, the body of Zhong left is also moving.

Killed!

The heart silently read this word, the body of the clock suddenly rushed to the peak of the mountain, the eyes of the killing crazy surge.

“I want to see how you do something!”

Seeing the killing intention in the eyes of the clock, Xiang Qiaofeng was clearly disdainful, and he thought that the other party was fainted by Tang Qingqi's death, and a sneer was ready to meet the attack.

However, when the clock holding the basalt dragon gun rushed to him, there was suddenly a turbulence of space, and then the former figure disappeared directly in the same place.

This sudden change is also a look on the face of the head of the project, obviously did not expect such a change.

But the turn of the flying roller truck is ready to leave the dragon, but suddenly feel a terrible killing intention to lock themselves, just turned around, you see a basalt dragon gun in the line of sight quickly approaching.

“No...”

Only in time to send out a word, the basalt dragon gun is unrelenting stabbing into the chest of Longxiang, and then directly through the former body.

The powerful power of the divine mind poured into the body of the dragon, and in an instant, completely cut off all the vitality in the former body, leaving no opportunity.

At the last moment, Long Xiang only saw the cold eyes looking at himself, and only cold killing in his eyes.

Only then did he discover how terrible he had been, and at the same time paid for his stupidity.

The clock was lifted from the tip of the gun, and a purple flame spread from the top of the gun, directly wrapped the body of Long Xiang, and then burned into a piece of ash scattered in the air.

When the top of the project on the other side reacted, I saw only the scene of Longxiang's body turning into ashes under the burning of the purple flame.

At this time, he realized that he finally shot, not to attack himself at all, but to kill the distant dragon flying!

At this time, there was a surprise in the eyes, and just finally exerted, it was clearly the power of space.

And the perception of the power of space, is the unique fissure blood of his wind clan, and it was obviously a bit of an accident to be seen in an East Xuanyu warrior.

And the power of space in the clock is extremely pure, not obtained by blood, but by true self-sensation.

This discovery also made the wind sound even more surprising, without fisizing blood and feeling the power of space, and it is also a terrible genius in the whole wind clan.

He thought that he had paid enough attention to the guy who killed the wind, and he did not expect that the other party had made a new discovery again at this moment.

Being teased by such a joke, the peak was obviously a little angry, and the body flew up, and instantly left the clock.

8 is angry!

The previous trick broke out again, and in the middle of the air suddenly there was a golden spirit of force, which surrounded the clock in the center.

In the void, eight huge golden handles were found, and they shot at the same time from the clock from all sides, as if to crush it into powder in an instant.

Previously able to withstand this attack, it was entirely because all the forces of the source of the wood in Tang Qingyi used, and finally paid the equivalent of the cost of life.

Now there is only the clock left.

He wanted to see how the other side could resist this horror magic without Tang Qingyi's protection!

Before the attack was resolved by the clock, the heart of the project was somewhat unconvinced, and it was obvious at this moment that it was trying to prove its own strength, so it directly used the most powerful magic.

The eight golden arms are like the punishment of the demon god in heaven, and they are crushed down at the same time toward the clock, and the feeling of oppression is breathless.

But the clock stood in the same place, looking coldly at the golden palm that patted himself, and there was not even a hint of hiding.

He used his flying skills to speed up and escape here only because he did not want to fight with the two men to the body of Tang Tsing.

He owes the woman too much and doesn’t want to leave any regrets.

And what caused all this to happen was the culprit, Long Xiang, and the clock naturally killed the former.

Of course, after killing Long Xiang, he will not let go of the two who killed Tang Qingyi's project!

The dragon goes to sea!

The basalt dragon gun stabbed out of the sky, and the dragon soul in the gun body seemed to feel the anger of the clock from the moment, took off on its own, and sent out the dragon's cry that shocked the heart.

A lifelike horror dragon is condensed in the middle of the sky, as the real dragon clan descends, and the dragon actually carries a arrogant momentum in the dragon's eyes.

This is different from the glimmer of the spirit of the understanding of the innate state of the clock, but the clock is completely condensed from the full divine mind, almost without any gap with the real dragon, so arrogantly in the middle of the air the eight golden arms suddenly hit.

Straight to hard!

In the face of the peak of the project that has crossed the spiritual realm for a long time, the clock has no sense of coincidence, but directly chooses to force hard touch!

The terrifying powers of the two spirits collided together, and suddenly burst into a huge energy storm.

The dragon's shape rises in the storm, breaking through eight huge golden arms, completely shredding the power of the gods.

Losing the maintenance of the power of the divine mind, the eight golden arms instantly lost all the divine power, and directly broke up into the original heaven and earth energy.

The shape of the dragon was unruly, and his eyes fell on the head of the peak, and he jumped down directly, carrying endless murderous intentions.

In the same place, I did not think that his strongest magic would be worse than the clock, and he did not know how to react for a while.

However, at this time, the wind finally shot, the body was instantly moved to the front of the peak, holding the air in the hand, directly to the front of a sword cut out!