The people watching this scene were full of cold sweats, and even more rushed forward, regardless of the body of the companion behind him.

“The trash is in front of me!”

The horned god grinned and threw the headless corpse aside and continued to pursue the next target.

The people who fled in front could not get rid of the hands of this terrible demon, and their hearts were crossed, ready to start to work hard.

One of the red-headed men stopped his body first, and the muscles like steel quickly bulged up, as if they were tucked into a pile of balloons.

His name is Green Devil, and he is a second-generation disciple in the troll family, and his strength has reached the realm of seven-striped submerged.

Behind him, there are five generations of disciples to follow, and the strength ranges from single to three lines.

In addition to them, a woman on the side wearing a black court robe and a black yarn on her face also stopped.

This woman's name is Yin Deli, is the second generation of disciples of the Yin Ling Temple, and her strength is also in the realm of seven strokes.

Behind him are also four or three generations of disciples, which are equivalent to the strength of the troll family.

The last man with a paper fan in his hand and looked like a creamy man stopped.

His name is Nangong Yue, who is the second generation of disciples of the Nangong family, and he also has four or three generations of disciples.

A group of 16 people stopped together with a very tacit understanding, and their faces looked behind them with great weight.

“I’ll go first, you’ll see the plane!”

The green demon roared, and the whole body muscles swelled wildly again.

Height is also from the two meters to three meters, the whole body blood vessels are violent, and the muscles are like ligation.

The green demon held his breath, and then stepped on the void under his feet and stepped out of the sea of small cracks.

The grin of the teeth roared again, and the body rushed straight out, and the horn god hit hard together.

Both people's speed is extremely terrible, coupled with the relative speed superposition, which is more like an electric stone fire.

Even the horn god could not react in time, only feeling that the whole person hit a wall and flew back with a sultry squirling.

The green demon is a blood spray in his mouth, and the internal organs are knocked out and moved, making an unusually desolate scream.

Although this collision prevented the charge of the dragon god of the horns, the green devil, who was a disciple of the second generation of the troll family, was also severely damaged, and it was not possible to resume the action in a short time.

On the side of the line, the distance and the more Nangong Yue took this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, respectively, ordered his three generations of disciples to start attacking.

The yin side stuck out a pair of white palms from the black sleeves, and the eyes were cold and terrible.

At the same time, the energy in the body rose rapidly, reaching the level of 700 million.

It is a second generation disciple of the super power, and he has 700 million combat power if he takes out one.

At this time, the yin left the palm of the hand, and took a sharp shot forward, and the mouth was low and drinking: "The spirit lock!"

As soon as the voice fell, the space above the head of the horn demon suddenly opened a wave gap.

With a clamor coming from inside, a spike chain broke out.

In front of this chain is a sharp object like a cone, directly into the devil's chest, and then fly out from behind.

At this time, the yin away from the cold eye raised the palm of the hand, and the cone at the front of the chain immediately changed direction.

A quick turn sprint, cut from the back of the demon, and then stabbed out from the chest.

Shade's face was waving his arms several times in a row, and the chain flew to the right and left as if she were controlled, and finally tied the five flowers of the horn god.

“I’m in control of him, hurry up!”

The face is a little white and low drink, and the energy consumed by this skill is not small.

On the side of the South Palace nodded more and more dashed, the paper fan in his hand waved forward, and the four elephant plots appeared in front of him.

The palm of the hand, which gathered 800 million energy, was hard photographed on the white tiger pattern in the array map, and drank low: "Nan Gong Xianxian Tianhu Sword!"

The white tiger pattern shines, devouring the other three together.

Then there was a bang, and the plot became a huge hollow circle.

An unusually handsome white tiger phantom, step out of this circle.

The tiger roared and shook the sky.

The four limbs are hard to step on the void, and the body is straight to the devil.

On the way, the white tiger body quickly dispersed, and the energy was reunited into a ten-meter-long white sword, and the head of the demon was severely cut.

But the horn god was extremely fierce, his arms were hard to support, and the black chains were broken.

The yin was choked, squealing a few steps back.

The blood of her mouth showed a look of shock, and she could not imagine that this demon was so terrible.

And the more the South Palace played that sword was easily avoided by the demon god, showing a smile and looking at the people.

But Nan Gongyue also showed a sneer, and the sword pointed to the upward lift.

The falling white sword suddenly turned and flew back quickly.

The horn god was caught off guard, and an arm was cut down directly, revealing a look of consternation.

But soon this expression was replaced by anger, and terrible low roars were constantly coming out in the throat.

On the side, Nan Gong Yue still wanted to kill the enemy with a flying sword, but the demon was furious and trampled on the void, and his figure rushed up like a shuttle.

The South Palace looked even deeper and chose to give up the flying sword.

With the remaining energy, the palms of the palms are patted on the basalt pattern of the four-point map, and drink low: "Nan Gong Xianxue Dragon Turtle flesh!"

The basalt suddenly shone, covering the other three.

The golden array of waves turned into a circle, and the center became a dark space.

“Oh!”

A roar of a tortoise-like dragon came out of the plot, and from the inside he climbed out of a shadowy basalt, which was twenty meters high and 100 meters long.

This huge basalt roared from the sky, stepped on the void on the limbs, and made a hush and thrashed toward the front.

“This is the story of the Four Holy Beasts!”

The horned god looked a little scared after seeing the occult phantom.

But soon again opened the ferocious mouth, said: "But you can only summon the power of the basalt fur, this power can I still not pay attention to!"

The laughter is even more vicious, and raising one arm to the basalt's head is to smash it hard.

A circle of space shock waves blew open from his arm, containing the power of heaven.

The occult head was smashed by the fist and was crushed like a paper paste.

The huge body is also affected by the chain reaction, with a massive rift in the previous year, and finally the ground residue that was broken.

Nan Gong suddenly changed his face, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time shouted to three generations of disciples around him: "Stop him!"

The other four three generations of disciples, although they were afraid, did not dare to collide.

The four people called out the four-way pattern and took them together on the basalt pattern.

But it is the same summoning Xuanwu, but the body type called by these four people is too weak, only a few meters high.

The horn god did not even use his arm, and directly used his body to smash the four small tortoises.

“A bunch of trash, kill me!”

One arm grabbed forward and caught a three-generation disciple of the Nanguang family.

The student showed a look of fear, and cried out in despair.But in the next second, he soon became a headless corpse floating, and the death was extremely tragic.