Tempered Immortal

The cloud of the demon has surfaced, hidden the figure of the Demon Armor, or three heads and six arms, or a thousand eyes and bare feet, and the appearance is not strange to the extreme.

On the other hand, the noise is also a big deal, and the demonized demonic birds have completely surrounded them.

I'm weak!

The situation is undoubtedly grim.

The face of the elderly man flashed a little worried, but soon hidden into nothingness, as the head of the family, if he feared weakness, the inheritance of the Stu family would truly be cut off here.

Either way, kill a bloody road.

Even if it falls, let some of the best descendants of the tribe escape.

He looked at the other two elders and understood each other's intentions.

“Attack!”

Along with a loud drink for the elderly, two of his treasures came forward for a sacrifice.

Like a meteor's feather, it fell hard towards the demonic cloud ahead.

Nor did the other two elders show weakness. The flying sword and the faucet crutches swept.

The rest of the disciples dared not move, bite their teeth, and drive the treasure in their hands to attack desperately.

At one point, the situation also seemed magnificent.

“Gaga, I don't know! ”

In the cloud, a strange laugh came out, and then the magic sounds made a big scene, and a strange black light poured out of it.

Look closely, but it's a strange shaped treasure.

Wrapped in dark magic, it collided with the pharaoh sacrificed by the monks.

Boom!

Suddenly the burst sounds were loud, the energy rolled out, and the sky grew darker and darker.

“Shh!”

The demonized demonic birds were also not idle, spraying rolling magic from their mouths and joining the attack.

……

“Ah!”

Screaming loudly, just two or three masks of kung fu, people's brothers lose like exposed, and several bad luck guys have fallen.

Not surprisingly, the power of the alien demon was already extraordinary compared to that of an extraordinary monk, and today there are many more, with the help of demonic birds.

The war had no suspense at all.

The key is whether they can kill a bloody path, and eventually a few more can escape.

Sacrifice is inevitable, but only in exchange for family inheritance is worth it.

Another moment.

The bursting sound continued to spread into my ears, and suddenly there was a desperate rage inside: “Dust, no...”

The screamer is the elderly, the grandfather of Stu Dust, whose voice contains endless sorrow.

Just now, Shi Du was removed from his head in front of him, and even Yuan Baby did not escape.

You know, Dusty is not only his grandson, but also one of the most promising descendants of the Stu family.

Had it not been for the Magic Robbery, he would have most likely taken the Stu family to a new frontier.

But now, it's all over.

All ambitions, ambitions, at this moment, are flowers and moons.

What if he survived? The grandson crashed in front of him. He was his grandfather, but he was unable to protect him. The genius of the family died, and as the head of the family, he could only watch.

Incompetence!

Or stupid.

For the elderly, the heart is as dead as dead. It has become boring. It adores the spirit of death, and there is no more indifference between hands. Blood for blood is used to fight for life.

As the saying goes, beat the teacher to death.

Striking straight, he fought so hard, he actually somehow killed a bloody road.

Happy for the elderly.

Soon, reason was restored, and the dust, though falling, wished that it could not give up.

In any case, Stu's heirloom cannot be cut off from here.

Restored to reason, he no longer blindly fought, but covered the evacuation and, as for him, with the other two elders.

Both sides pursued each other in mid-air.

The monster next to it is also a tight chase.

Over time.

The worse the situation on the part of the people.

After all, the strength of the two parties varies greatly, and even if someone breaks it, it will not be of great use.

Instead of killing the elders of the three Stu families, these evil monsters are among the descendants they cover.

The three of them were shocked and angry, but they couldn't get out.

Out of anger, every face shows despair.

The other party appeared to have more than a blade. Obviously, his heart was playing tricks. Is it true that this time, the Stu family is going to die here?

Sadness in the heart is extreme, but nothing can be helped. In the end, the immortal realm will be repaired, or will speak with strength. Nothing else is worth mentioning.

At a time when the situation was getting worse and the monks were desperate, there were no signs, and a loud "burst” came into the ear, followed by an incredible scene.

The darkest skies suddenly became bright.

The bright light is like the sky in the sun.

The scenery is so strange and weird, it naturally surprises both sides.

Both the extraterritorial celestial demons and the brothers of the Stu family, one by one, looked up at the past with amazement.

The visions have not disappeared.

After the bright light, it quickly turned dark again, reaching for five fingers.

Dead silence all around.

The bright light then reappeared.

That's it, stacked three times in a row.

Not only that, but the energy of the surrounding heavens and the earth became eccentric, as if it had been summoned, hundreds of thousands of miles in circles, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, all the energy of the heavens and the earth poured towards this place.

So alien, whether a monk or a demon, no one in his life has ever seen it before. In great shock, nature cannot take into account the struggle.

Whether they are strong or weak, there are warning signs in their hearts, reminding the warned fairies to get out of here.

Over time, however, no one has done so.

Not that I don't want to, but that I can't.

It's like there's a bondage in the underworld that makes them numb. They can't move at all. Naturally, there's no need to talk about escape.

We can only wait quietly.

Though they know in their hearts that this is not a better option at all, it is in front of that mysterious power that it can only be left to manipulate.

Too weak, at this moment, both monks and demons feel like they are different from ants.

Time seems to be passing particularly slowly at these moments.

It didn't know how long later the sky suddenly turned black and white, and those two colors were still flowing.

Looking at it from a distance, it's kind of like a Tai Chi diagram.

Then a "prick" went into his ear, and suddenly, at the black and white junction, he slit off somehow.

Electric rays!

Then there was a crack, which spread around, expanding, gradually, into a half-circle.

“It's an interface channel... no, it's supposed to be a space vortex, who the hell... came across the border? ”