Fate’s Little Feral Consort

The spear was filled with spiritual power, and it was like a black wandering dragon carrying the wind and rain straight to the opposite blue spirit powerhouse.

The blue spirit powerhouse's face changed, and he quickly raised his hand to sacrifice his spiritual weapon.

The rumbling continued and the scene became more intense.

Because of Xiao Jiuyuan's joining, Black Yao and the others were like tigers descending from the mountain, and their spirits immediately came.

In addition, Xiao Jiuyuan also brought a lot of men.

At this moment, Yun Qianyu's spiritual power was obviously higher than the opponent's.

The killing began again, and screams rang out from time to time.

Xiao Jiuyuan and the Lan Ling powerhouse fought, and after several times, the opponent was a little overwhelmed.

Finally, he wanted to leave, Xiao Jiuyuan quickly raised his hand, and a large array of thunderclouds blasted towards the blue spirit powerhouse who turned and fled.

He said fiercely: "Want to go, dream."

After a large array of thunderclouds blasted up.

He once again formed a thundercloud formation and superimposed on it.

The loud noises continued, and the sky seemed to be floating with huge black clouds.

After drifting to the blue spirit powerhouse, he suddenly exploded.

The strong blue spirit rushed out with all his spiritual power, but he was still blown into blood and blood, his five internal organs shifted, and he couldn't stand it anymore and vomited a mouthful of blood.

He knew that he could not survive, so he ran away with a sigh of relief. He wanted to go back and report the news of the prince.

Tonight, the whole army was wiped out.

At this time, the subordinates sent by Prince Xiao Tianyu were basically killed, and only a few people in black were still entangled with Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya was extremely annoyed. Thinking of the scene he had seen before, he frantically used all his spiritual power to explode, trying to explode the red net.

But this moment is very dangerous. If he can't explode, his spiritual power will go back, and he himself will be seriously injured.

Not far away, Yun Qianyu's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly looked at him as he walked over and called Xiao Jiuyuan.

"Xiao Jiuyuan, come on, take a look at the red net?"

Xiao Jiuyuan quickly turned around and looked around, then said after squinting slightly.

"That's a magic line array. These people have magical qualities. The mixture of them emits unusual spiritual powers, but magic lines. It is generally difficult for spiritualists to break through this magic line array unless they find an eye. "

As soon as Xiao Jiuyuan's words fell, Yun Qianyu said anxiously: "Then can you find the formation? Help Feng Wuya."

Xiao Jiuyuan's face darkened slightly, and his pupils were cold.

To be honest, he didn't want to save Feng Wuya. What's the matter with him being seriously injured?

This guy was seriously injured, and he lost a rival, so why not do it.

However, seeing Yun Qianyu's anxious look, although Xiao Jiuyuan felt uneasy, he didn't want to disappoint her.

Right now she recognized Feng Wuya's friend, if Feng Wuya was injured, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

If she is uncomfortable, how can he feel it in his heart?

Xiao Jiuyuan thought, suddenly raising his hand, a spirit force rushed over and pointed at one of them.

Boom, a man in black was hit.

Feng Wuya rushed out. As soon as he rushed out, he was completely mad, and Zi Ling blasted toward the black-clothed men, killing several in the blink of an eye.

The people in black are actually not high-spirited, just because the formation is powerful, and now the formation is broken, they are not very capable.

So it was quickly beheaded by Feng Wuya.

Under the cold and dark night, there was no living room.

The wolves everywhere looked at it as if they were in a barren land.

All eyes are cool.

The air is full of strong smell of blood.