Gao Wu Arrives

"Be careful!" At this moment, Fu Cheng and others changed color.

Their faces were extremely blue, and Mo Kun's strength was stronger than imagined. Is this a saint? Even under the siege of a dozen near saints, he is still fierce.

Everyone attacked together, trying to stop it.

Mo Kun sneered, sneered in his eyes, no one could stop him, Lin Feng would undoubtedly die at such a distance. He could see that it was just a small star-picking realm.

Do you really think that you can participate in such a battle by relying on the **** position inscription? I don't know the so-called!

But the next moment, he changed his color, and he was so shocked and stunned that he couldn't believe it.

What he saw, Lin Feng even held a knife in both hands and slashed at him fiercely.

With a bang, Lin Feng flew out, but he did not die, he just coughed up a mouthful of blood, Wu Zang shook slightly, and he recovered in an instant.

Mo Kun had a brief loss of consciousness, and then took a deep look at Lin Feng. This star-picking state is a bit unusual. At the critical moment, all his divine powers, inscriptions, laws, etc. just seem to have faded, being eliminated by something, leaving only the pure physical power.

Although it was still strong enough to knock out a sacred mountain, it was not enough to kill Lin Feng.

There is no chance to shoot again, a good opportunity to miss and wait a long time for the next time.

Mo Kun turned around to challenge the others.

"Boy, are you okay?" Tai Fei passed by, and Chuanyin asked.

"Fortunately, I am fine, seniors don't need to care too much." Lin Feng responded.

At the critical moment just now, he used the magic of the colored glaze beads, which did not invade all the methods, and eliminated most of those attacks. For this, he burned hundreds of millions of energy points.

But everything is worth it, and compared to small lives, those things are nothing.

"That's good, you kid take care of yourself!" Tai Fei said.

Lin Feng didn't say a word, he ran thunderous vomiting, thunderous vibration of his five internal organs, only breathing three or two, his injury recovered.

Then he didn't say a word, and rushed up again.

He has a lot of energy points, he is no longer that poor boy, and all he needs to take into account is the cooling time of the glazed bead magic. However, he can use it interchangeably.

With his current cultivation base, even the ‘prophet’ he once regarded as a tasteless ‘prophet’ is one of the best magical powers in the world.

Because it is possible to predict what will happen in the next second, which is really terrifying for people in their realm.

Only one second is enough to allow them to make thousands of shots at critical moments.

Ahead, the fierce collision began again. Mo Kun was strong and unreliable, but he also did not dare to stand head-on with everyone. With more than a dozen nearby saints and four saints, its true power has surpassed ordinary saints. .

If it weren't for this kind of power to be too scattered, if it could be gathered on a person, he would have died long ago, and it would be impossible to stop it.

After several fights, the energy surging enough to penetrate the body of the most holy realm, almost wiped past the body, both sides were frightened. In such a battle, no one can have any intentions, and all the spirits need to be raised, otherwise it will be a flash. die.

"I'll send you on the road!"

An old man broke through the blockade. It was too bright. He was thin, with dry muscles, like a little old man, but with vigorous movements and full strength.

He found the flaw, and when Mo Kun resisted the others, he came to his side and moved the bronze **** stick. Earlier he stood upright, like a sacred instrument like a needle of the sea, it was only two meters long at this moment.

However, Mo Kun's face suddenly changed, and it was absolutely uncomfortable to be drawn on his body by such a holy artifact.