The Emperor Descending the Heavens

Sudden changes made the look of the gray robes abruptly.

Looking at the golden halberd that locked in his shot, he immediately chose to retreat, and at the same time, he immediately recalled the wand of **** and swept back toward the dragon that turned into a golden armor.

Xiao Long seemed to feel something, suddenly turned and looked back.

That moment.

A dragon shadow flashed in his eyes.

The shield in his hand was quickly slashed out, welcoming the storm in the air, and turned into a giant golden boomerang.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise.

Along with the dark sky and golden light, the **** wand was chopped by the shield, and it flew out, and the shield was rebounded back. It was printed by the dragon and cut to the opposite gray robe leader.

The golden halberd that hit the air flashed with the golden light, turned into a golden arrow feather, locked the **** wand, and ejected in the air with the momentum of thunder.

The leader of the gray robe lost the opportunity one step at a time, passively step by step.

Transformed into a sharp dart shield, under the control of Chen Long, it is like a flying disc spinning at a high speed, and the space where it passes is distorted.

"Well, you are nothing more than that, and you want to hurt my master?"

Looking at the gray robe leader who was constantly dodging, Xiaolong couldn't help sneering at him.

As soon as this word came out, the gray robe chief's complexion could not help but a redness, and his expression of anger could be seen from his expression.

It's a pity that he wanted to recall his **** wand, but was suppressed by the golden halberd madly, so he repeatedly failed.

But it is strange that the gray robe leader in front of him had a blood corpse before, but he didn't take it out at the moment, and he didn't know why.

Huh!

His eyes were locked on the dragon, and the leader of the gray robe suddenly raised his hand and patted it to his waist. A black magic sword rose into the sky.

"Heisha sword, go ..."

As soon as Heisha Sword came out, the world suddenly became cold, and an evil spirit fell from the sky.

"Sin beast, don't be proud. There is no less magic weapon than you ..."

There was a smirk on the gray robe's face.

Black evil sword, time is divided into two, and divided into four ...

In the blink of an eye, they split into 108 magic swords, interwoven into a giant net in the air.

For a moment, the sky became dark.

"Hey, enjoy it, black sand is born, and the sword is in the world!"

For a moment.

The dragon and its shield were submerged by the black evil sword net.

This scene made Li Xuntian regain his heart.

There was a hint of hesitation in my heart, as if making a choice.

Huh!

The dark wind swept through, and Li Xuntian suddenly woke up.

"Hum, don't be proud, and me!"

Li Xuntian snorted coldly, stepped out suddenly, and rushed to the gray robe leader who was walking towards himself.

"Oh, another dead one?"

The gray robe chief looked at him, and a smirk flashed again on his face.

Big wave.

The sky was full of sword rain.

In response to his words, on magic weapon, he does not need anyone less.

Li Xuntian couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth at the sight of the sword rain sweeping across the sky.

But at this moment, several voices came.

"Lee, we will help you!"

In the valley, the head of Fumen's tree line suddenly led to the sky, and waving his hand, Futian Fuyu swept across the sky with the rain.

That moment.

Everything in front of him is like a shocking break in the air, and a bright light blooms in the air.

Terrible energy burst into the sky.

Gray robes, but pupils could not help but burst.