Invincibility starts from strengthening everything

The fleshy wings on their backs are close relatives of the Blood Plundering Clan, members of the Dark Clan.

This young man from the dark race was only at the early stage of refining Xu, but Guan Feng'er, who was at the later stage of refining Xu, was instantly killed without even a chance to react after the opponent's attack!

It is true that the dark youths were attacking secretly, but even if they fought head-on, Guan Fenger would definitely not be an opponent.

Moreover, the human race has recognized the reality and will not make unnecessary reprimands at all.

He just pursed his lips and watched quietly.

The dark youth sneered, as if he was dissatisfied with the calmness of the human race, and said provocatively: "It's not a loss if you take one away? Haha, just relying on you, I can kill you all alone! I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, I really think I have the consciousness of not dying, Will there be a miracle?"

Guan Long asked for a fight, and there was always no shortage of promises.

Guan Long entered.

"I said the words. To prove that what I said was not farting, I must kill you."

Guan Long's voice became so low for the first time.

My sister died, and the grief was insurmountable.

The dark youth didn't speak any more, and shot directly.

With fleshy wings, this family's talent in speed can be imagined. When the opponent rushed in front of Guan Long, Guan Long was able to react and cast a spell.

The dark youth's face was ferocious, and the sharp barbs at the end of the fleshy wings were about to pierce Guanlong's throat.

However, at the next moment, a green light suddenly appeared on Guan Long's body, and vigorous vines grew out of the void under his feet, layer upon layer, entwining the dark youths who were already close at hand.

Very clever wood-type spells, but in this lifeless universe, the power of spells with this attribute is limited. In just a moment, the dark youth broke free and continued to attack.

And at this interval, Guan Long had seized the opportunity and moved his body back an inch, so a bloodstain appeared on his chest, but it was not fatal.

However, it is really dangerous.

The second attack of the Anzu youth came immediately after without any interval. Guan Long's spells seemed to be in the state of Dzogchen, and they were all extremely brilliant Taoism. In the melee between them, they fought back and forth with the dark youths.

The dark youth had uttered big words before, but now he couldn't attack for a long time, and he was obviously a little impatient, so he retreated suddenly, stopping his continuous offensive.

Naturally, Guan Long didn't chase after him, he was not good at melee combat, so it was of course his wish to be able to distance himself.

Immediately, taking advantage of this gap, he tried to cast a powerful technique to deal a severe blow to the opponent.

The dark youth retreated, and it wasn't random. Muscles on the opponent's body squirmed, bones cracked, and in a blink of an eye, a bat-like monster appeared in the eyes of the cultivators.

The truth about the dark race.

Only by releasing the truth can the full strength be exerted.

The hearts of all the cultivators of the human race sank slightly, and Guan Long's eyes also focused.

It was already evenly divided before, and now the opponent's strength must be increased by at least 30%, how to deal with it?

Of course, Guan Long had awakened a long time ago, half of the spells in his hands suddenly changed to spells, and the blood from the wound on his chest was drawn by the spells in his hands and merged into the gradually forming light ball between his hands.

The blood-red light ball was swallowed by Guan Long. The next moment, Guan Long's eyes were red, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

When he opened his mouth and sprayed, there was an extremely terrifying red beam of light, blasting towards the dark youth, the youth dodged, the beam of light hit the membrane, and a burst of ripples swayed, shaking the edge of the solid ring.

The power can be seen.

The dark youth also had a flash of fear, looked at Guan Long again, and the second beam of light sprayed again.

The dark youths did not dare to defend, and avoided again.

Guan Long's technique is obviously a forbidden technique to stimulate potential. This technique is limited. After spraying out the fifth channel, Guan Long's aura suddenly weakened, and the redness in his eyes also faded.

Seeing this, the dark youth immediately seized the opportunity to rush over again.

Unexpectedly, the corners of Guan Long's mouth curled up, and he shouted: "Take one of you away, and I won't lose money!"

The young man from the dark race was startled, realizing that there was a fraud, but it was too late to quit.

All the beams of light sprayed out earlier hit the edge film, but at this moment, red lights lit up one after another at the position of the film that was hit, and the disappearing beams of light bounced back unexpectedly.

Guan Long rushed forward, obviously not a physical cultivator, but he went close to him, desperately pasting several confinement charms on the young man of the dark race.

At the same time, several high-level imprisoning magical powers were applied to the dark youths.

Any confinement method can't trap the dark youth for too long, however, so many methods are enough to buy enough time, besides, Guan Long is already disregarding life and death, but also wants to keep the dark youth in place.

"As long as I make up my mind not to die, why can't I kill you?"

Guan Long tightly hugged the young man of the dark race, this was his last means of confinement, when he said this, he laughed wildly.

The two of them disappeared together in the five beams of red light that bounced back, not even the Yuanshen was left behind.

The cultivators of the human race continued to remain silent. They knew that death was the subject of this fight, and they had to get used to it as soon as possible.

On the side of the foreign race, the loss of one man did not seem to cause any emotional fluctuations for these foreign races. Instead, someone sneered: "With this method, there is no way to win."

"But besides this method, what else can they do?"

All the alien races sneered and acted recklessly.

"My lord, Chu Guoan please fight!"

At this time, the cultivators no longer cared about the previously determined rankings, and had spontaneously turned into a mode of actively asking for a fight.

Chang Wucai again.

Everyone can see that there is indeed a big gap between the strength of the human race and the alien race. The opponent can easily challenge them by leapfrogging. There is almost no hope of winning this battle.

Of course, almost, there is still a hope.

Did all the cultivators look at Su Wei?

The fit cultivator had already received a voice transmission, and wanted Su Wei to fight early, but Chang Wuque shook his head and pressed him down.

There is no other reason, Su Wei is the last trump card, and must play the biggest role.

Before Su Wei made a move, he wanted to exchange his life for information.

"Sword Sword Immortal, see clearly! The means that each alien race is good at, their characteristics, and every piece of information can affect your winning rate! You are the last hope, be prepared!"

Zhuang Yan understood Chang Wuque's meaning, so he said to Su Wei through sound transmission, with unprecedented seriousness.

Su Wei agreed.

The strength of the foreign race is indeed very strong, and it is by no means comparable to that of Chang Yue. He really needs to be careful.

The battle progressed very quickly, just as Chang Wuque expected, every battle required the sacrifice of one's life in order to force the other party to transform.

But like Guan Long, those who can exchange the opponent's life are not successful every time.

The strength of the alien race has gradually cooled the blood of the race. Half of the people have died, but the number of alien races killed is comparable to three people.

However, none of the real powerhouses of the foreign race has made a move yet.

Most of the shots are in the mid-stage of Void Refining.