Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

A group of geese flew halfway into the air, entering the black haze, but directly turned into ash.

What a powerful destructive force.

The cloud dance looked at the brutality of the dark haze, and the bottom of his eyes swept by surprise.

What is this amazing destructive power?

The cloud dance quickly sets spatial boundaries against the erosion of black haze, the chromosomes of fire elements, through spatial boundaries, the power nourishing breaks into haze.

“Boom.” A loud bang exploded and the fire element was backphaged.

She barely responded to the cloud dance, and her purple figure was blown away by backphage fire elements.

Turmoil in the rocks, constantly beating and rolling.

Blood followed the scratches and hit a boulder and the bounce stopped.

Ouch...

Cloud dance supports a fuzzy consciousness, and the first feeling is a spicy pain.

The appearance of the wolf is even more tragic at this moment. The purple coat is broken and the haemoglobin dyes the purple coat. It is no longer clear whose blood it is.

The cloud dancer lay on the ground, covering his chest with whatever power he wanted to burst, his face pale and twisted.

The force in the body, like a shock, constantly resists.

For a moment, she felt a sense of powerlessness falling into the abyss.

Can't resist, can't resist, can only bear...

Far away, the dragon of Longxu country poured evil, covering his chest, his mouth was covered with blood, and his evil eyes swept deep and panicked.

The devil has resisted her?

Is she in big trouble...

Shit, he's not with her at this time.

“Protect her for me as fast as you can!” The dragon poured the evil gorilla red and his eyes roared.

“Yes!” Somewhere, a respectful voice swept by.

Dragons poured red red orangutan bloodthirsty eyes and sat in a painful seat with what was in their mouths.

Not long later, his face grew pale and sweaty, as if he was suffering greatly, but he persisted in refusing to let go.

“Ma'am, how are you? ”

Over here, the old man felt the pain of cloud dancing and woke up.

Cloud dance cannot use mindfulness at all and cannot answer old words.

Her eyes closed and the bean-like sweat beads slipped on the crushed stone, blending with her blood, a cold face as white as snow.

The old man hurried to use his powers to help her control the power in her body.

But is the power of the devil within his control?

Old Bai persisted for a while, and although it worked, it also consumed a lot of spiritual power.

“Girl, the opponent may be a superior, you are above the ability, you are not his opponent, I use my last strength to control the power within you, you take the opportunity to escape. ”

The cloud dance could not speak, but would hear nothing of the old.

People from the upper realm?

She's heard it from that Gao Songkou before, Uchi!

Although it is not very clear what is going on in the upper realm, it is definitely much stronger than in this realm.

Not long ago, the power of the upper realm ordinary spiritual beast.

As can be seen, the distinction between upper and lower boundaries.

It's just, what's this superior doing here in Shenzhou?

Bai Lao's own spiritual power gathered together to help cloud dance control the magic phage, and only discovered that it played a role for a moment.

And the black arrogance in the Chaos Palace, that face is also ugly!

Because, instead of being able to help her, he discovered that his powers were being eroded by the magic.

Ma'am, watch Dantian!

In my head, my voice echoed with pride.

If the cloud dance can't respond, it can only rush to guard Dantian.

But the effect is obviously not very good.

White old, slightly frowned, powerless, ghost in the necklace: “My husband tried his best, but there was nothing I could do. Now I can only hope for him. ”

On him? Who is he?

The cloud dance wanted to ask, but found that the thoughts could not be conveyed.

She felt that the strange haze force behind her was approaching her with a strong sense of killing and callousness.

She wanted to move, but found that pain in her body did not allow her to move.

That's not what you're talking about, is it?

The cloud dancer's eyes darkened, but her heart swore to herself, if she could regain her strength, she would have beaten him!

Even if he had only one scar, she would never escape!

“It's over. ”

The darkness, the haze, with its strange power, came again behind the clouds...

“Boom.” The boulder broke.

As the loud noise spread, the rubble flew and the dust rolled, the black haze instantly flew out.

Rolling dust on Erie.

Only, a purple figure stood coldly, blue silk struck, eyes red looking at the blackened shadow that flew out, mouth dyed with a Huro-like smile.

At this time, she had a dark smell that did not belong to her, with her cold figure, suddenly in harmony.

And that man, who had just been beaten by dozens of meters, fell to the ground, watched the distant cloud dance, his shady eyes revealed an incredible appearance.

She actually...

Swallow the power of his blow?

How is that possible?

But watching the dark haze emanating from the cloud dance is really his power...

After that blow, he clearly saw what kind of powerful force was in her system, and with her current power, there was no way to control that thing, how could she have the strength to fight back against him?

The cloud dance looked at the perfectly flat power in the body and frowned slightly.

What the hell is going on?

One second, she also felt unbearable swelling and cracking, and the second, that feeling disappeared completely, and the power came back.

It seems that, apart from the pain on the body's surface, there is no pain in the body.

Cloud dance squinting eyes, a feeling of uneasiness in my heart.

Is it…

Suddenly, her eyes were sharp and bladed, looking at the dark shadows in the distance.

"Looks like only killing you is enough, Ben! ”

“Huh…” The man not far away made a laugh.

Then he stood up and glanced at him, “I look forward to experiencing the moment of death. ”

“Really? That must be what you want! ”

A very cold voice fell and the Blackflame Knife struck hard.

The clouds danced like clouds, and she felt the magical power in her body, which allowed her to better control the use.

The person's pupils flashed, and for the first time it seemed to really look at the “opponent” of the cloud dance, to make a real difference.

“Psst! ”

Two forces collided, the afterwaves spread, smashing many rocks around...

Dozens of moves down, two hands flat.

The man looked at the cloud dance in confusion and his eyes swept past surprise again.

She was in Wuzheng's early years, and he was in the medium term. Although there was only one difference, there was a clear gap in strength.

Besides, he's a man of the upper realm. How could this young girl even fight him?

Is it because of her blood?

Or is it the legend that she has a lot of advanced martial arts talent?

Either way, she can't stay!