The suppression of the power of the mountains and rivers has become stronger.

Black looked down, but didn’t give up.Then wave the golden stick again.As they waved, a force emerged and carried the force of the mountain and river.

“The Golden Stick!”

Looking at this long stick, Jinshal was surprised.

This golden stick is called the golden espresso stick, which is one of the treasures of the golden occult.

All along, this gold basil stick was placed in the golden occult, and no one would move.Not because no one uses it, but because none of these people deserve it.

The golden stick has its own spirituality, and only its owner whom it sees fit will let it be used.It is precisely for this reason that this golden stick has no master.

But I didn’t know that the black man could use the gold basil.

This also shows that the black occult passed the test of the golden occult stick, got its approval, and became its owner.

Thinking about it, Jinsha looked at the black eyes and became more and more shocked.

She knew the power of the gold.

At that time, the first owner of the golden estuary stick, holding the golden estuary stick, went down with a stick and directly bombarded a espoar strongman.

The blackness of the present is not as strong as the original owner.However, in the face of flying, it is more than enough.

"If you can't even pass the test of the golden espresso stick.He also became one of the cultivation of the Golden Pavilion.”The man on the other hand said, “Shut up the side of the deacon.”

Words are full of self-confidence.

It is as if the black espresso can be recognized by the golden basil, which is a matter of course.

"This boy, called the Flying Road, should cultivate the practice of controlling the power of mountains and rivers."

After a pause, Zhao Deacon continued: “With the strength of the mountains and rivers, the opponent will be suppressed.This is a good means, but it is not enough to defeat the black occult by this means.”

"Golden espresso stick, although you can't break the power of this mountain and river."However, it is clear that his practice has not yet been cultivated to the extreme.Therefore, as long as the black occult will be the power of the golden espresso stick, it can block this pressure.Then the boy will fail.”

The faint voice fell, and Zhao Deacon's eyes burst into a fine.

Although he felt that Lu Fei was very strong, for the black escropper, the strong one cultivated by this golden porch, he was also full of confidence.

At this point, Ginza didn’t speak.

Because now he also thinks that Zhao Deacon said it makes sense.

The situation will surely turn around.Moreover, the cultivation of the two is not on a level, although the combat power is similar.But the consumption has reached a certain level, and the flying road will certainly not be able to withstand.

Because he only had the initial peak of the earthen fairy to repair, but the black estuary was the peak of the late Dixian.

Both are not on one level.

If Lu Fei heard Zhao Deacon here, he would surely be shocked.Because all the speculations of Zhao Deacon are very correct.

This golden occult can indeed carry the power of his mountains and rivers.

...

On the platform, the suppression of the power of the mountains and rivers was gradually blocked by the golden espresso stick.At this time, the black man slowly stood up.

Lu Fei's face became difficult to look, and he never thought that the power of the mountains and rivers had been blocked.Of course, he also understood that this was because his own cultivation could not release the true power of the mountain and river seal.

If not, then the black will be able to be suppressed.

You know, this mountain river seal is the magic weapon of earth.

However, now he cannot completely stimulate the power of the mountain and river seal, and he cannot suppress the black occult.Therefore, another way must be found.

"Your oppression is indeed powerful."

Black Xuan stood up, holding the golden porch stick, looked at the land, faintly said: "But to rely on this, to defeat me, is not enough."

The sound fell, and the black basil waved the golden basalt in his hand and flew toward the landing.

The face of the fly became heavy.

Wild weather!

Blow up!

A thunderstorm broke out from his body and then formed a powerful thunder.

Bam!

Jin Xuan's stick hit the top of the thunder, and suddenly a sound broke out.

Hip!

Lu Fei spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath instantly weakened a lot.Although the deserted weather blocked this, it also caused land to be severely damaged.

Blow up!

Another stick hit up, and the thunder broke down in an instant.

Then, a terrible pressure, fell directly to the land.

Lu Fei was too late to resist, and his body was like a cannonball, and he was directly flown out by the earthquake.

Hip!

Blood donation, Lu Fei difficult to stand up.At this moment, he was covered with blood, and the breath on his body was also debilitating to the extreme.

Obviously, the current land flight has suffered extremely heavy internal injuries.

The first one hurt him.The second stick, not only crushed the thunder, but also caused him to be hit hard.

"Now you must be at the limit."

Black Xuan's eyes fell on Lu Fei's body, and then the golden estuary stick in his hand gently moved and said indifferently: "I am the third stick down, you will undoubtedly die."

The voice fell, and the black escalated hand held the golden espresso stick, and then slowly raised it.

The pressure of terror suddenly rose from his body.

Then, a gas field was formed around him, and then he looked at the land and knocked down.

Blow up!

A terrible explosion sounded.

The whole tremor of madness.

And the invisible light cover on the fighting table is also broken at this moment.

Obviously, the power of this stick has exceeded the scope of the light mask.

The people around him, looking at this scene, their faces suddenly changed, and they retreated.These people are far away from the fighting platform, and they also have a weak cultivation, so they release their own protective spirit and block the remaining strength of this stick.

...

“This, this is over.”

"That boy, I think he's been killed."

"Well, I was still thinking about making a lot of money, but I didn't think about losing."

The people looked at the choke and talked.

And the tumultuous platform at this moment, covered by a messy fairy gas, can not see the inside of the things.

“The black man won.”

Jinsha looked at the clutter and murmured.This stick goes down, and the land will undoubtedly die.As for the result, there must be no suspense, and the black espresso will win.

“Zhao Deacon, what do you see?”

Jinsha looked at the Zhao Deacon on one side and found that he was squinting at the moment and looking at the ramsper.

“It’s not over yet!”

The deacon said lightly.

“What?”

Gonna, some of them don’t quite understand.

Blow up!

However, at this time, on the platform, a thunder thunder came up.

As the thunder came out, the people froze.Their eyes fell on the table, and the look was full of shock.

The messy spirit on the table is also slowly dissipated.