Huo Wenwu, who was cleaning the bats around him, suddenly felt the pressure from inside his body, and the blood in his body began to boil uncontrollably, surging towards the heart where the blood transmission was at the center.

"Huh?! It's this kind of trick again. I'm tired of it. The wind and thunder break. A trace of impatience flashed on his face, and the momentum on Huo Wenwu's body began to rise rapidly. He was no longer planning to continue with a contest that didn't seem to him to make much sense.

The powerful divine power burst out in an instant, and the golden lightning flashing around him seemed to be re-injected with energy and became clearly visible. And with the explosion of divine power, the golden lightning began to spread around with Huo Wenwu as the center, and as soon as the surrounding bats got close to the golden lightning, they were all wiped out, turning into black water and falling to the ground.

With the explosion and spread of the golden lightning, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's death talisman acting on Huo Wenwu's body actually seemed to be cut off, completely losing its effect. I'm afraid this wind and thunder break will be able to repel all external energy. Whether it's bats or broken hearts' invisible control, even sunlight and breezes are repelled.

The golden lightning expanded larger and larger, and the red mist that had originally shrouded the ring began to be repelled by the golden lightning and spread out of the ring. I'm afraid that the spread will completely cover the entire ring.

It can't be returned. With the spread of golden lightning, Zhuang Xiaoyuan is also retreating little by little, from the appearance of these bats around him collapsing directly as soon as they come into contact, the power of this golden lightning is probably not small, it is not a last resort She doesn't want to touch this kind of thing, but now there is no way to retreat, and it is already the edge of the ring behind her, and a few meters back will be counted as boundary. Even if you fly in the air and the soles of your feet are outside the ring, you will fail.

Gritting his teeth, he encouraged the divine power in his body to strengthen his body, and the wings behind him finally stirred up. Zhuang Xiaoyuan protected his face with both hands, tried to shrink his body as much as possible, and the bat wings after the incitement spread out to wrap his whole body, and with the last incitement momentum, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's whole person crashed into the range of golden lightning.

"Ahhhh Although I have been mentally prepared and protected as much as possible, the power of the golden lightning is still unexpectedly strong, and more importantly, the power of this golden lightning is actually different from what I imagined, it is not an ordinary lightning, but an energy attack with a positive lightning, but it looks like lightning. Zhuang Xiaoyuan's transformation into the eldest lady at this time is a vampire, and the demon system is completely restrained by this kind of light power.

In the range of golden lightning, Zhuang Xiaoyuan involuntarily let out a miserable scream. The clothes on his body were torn in many places, and his originally delicate skin was scorched black by the heat of golden lightning. Even the wings on the back were broken off a few wing bones and fell to the ground.

The golden lightning gradually receded, spreading to the entire ring lightning area, and finally recovered and disappeared. Huo Wenwu didn't even glance at Zhuang Xiaoyuan, whose skin was scorched on the ground, and stared straight at Luo Zhongtian, who was watching the battle under the ring. This was the real contempt, and as he expected, in the beginning, the victory was his.

Turning his head to look at Luo Zhongtian outside the ring, Huo Wenwu didn't notice that the person he thought had failed moved his fingers slightly. The body began to tremble slightly, and under the charred skin, the flesh began to recover, and new skin grew under the dead skin. The survival power of vampires is not comparable to that of ordinary humans, however, the recovery speed is not fast, and the power of golden lightning still remains in the wounds on the body, affecting the recovery of injuries.

Time passed second by second, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan lay motionless on the ground as if he had really been defeated. The crowd around the crowd began to clock in, ten, nine, eight, seven......

"Projection." The chapped lips trembled slightly, and in the body, most of the divine power was consumed, and in the slightly dim nebula swirl, the fairy tale world card emitted a colorful halo. In Zhuang Xiaoyuan's right hand, which was the first to recover, a faint red electric light began to flash: "Gangnier." ”

When the number reached three, Zhuang Xiaoyuan trembled slightly, struggled to stand up, and supported it with the bright red spear in his hand: "It hurts." It really hurts me, bastard. ”

The clothes on his body were torn, revealing the charred skin inside. With each movement, the charred skin will pull at the nearby skin, bursting out a little bloodstain, and the blood stain is quickly absorbed by the body as soon as it appears, and every bit of vampire's blood is a source of strength, which cannot be wasted. The red mist that had been dispelled by the golden lightning around him surrounded him again, and in the red mist, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's recovery speed was further improved. But the time is still too short, and I can't wait for the body to fully recover.

"What a surprise to me, you are also outstanding among the gods. He was able to stand up after my thunderstorm. Relying on the divine power of God to downgrade and thin to block the divine power of divine grace-level qualitative change, it is rare. It's time to give you a decent failure. Retracting his gaze from outside the ring, Huo Wenwu looked down at Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who was standing up with the support of the spear, and stretched out his right hand, and the golden thunder began to gather towards his hand.

"Hehe, there's something more unexpected next. Sharpshooter, Gungnir. Before Huo Wenwu made a move, Zhuang Xiaoyuan made the first move, raised the bright red spear in his hand, shouted the real name of the spear, and threw it directly towards Huo Wenwu. The red energy emanated from the spear, with some kind of unique rules, and shot straight towards Huo Wenwu.

The pupils shrank slightly, and Huo Wenwu, who was originally full of indifference, actually felt a faint sense of threat in the spear thrown by Zhuang Xiaoyuan. If this blow is not guarded, it will definitely hurt, and it is not a simple small injury. The warrior from the guardian spirit instinctively reminded himself strongly, Huo Wenwu immediately gave up the attack, turned around to dodge Zhuang Xiaoyuan's spear.

The red light flashed, and the spear passed by Huo Wenwu's side, but it did not attack him. The golden thunder light began to converge again, and this time he planned to directly knock Zhuang Xiaoyuan out of the ring. It's been a long enough stretch and it's time to wrap it up.

"Hey." The faint low laugh was taken into the ears of the keen Huo Wenwu, and at the same time, the corners of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's slightly upturned mouth were reflected in his eyes, no, there was a back move. As soon as the thought emerged, a stronger sense of crisis hit my heart than before, and this time the attack came from behind.

Turning around in an instant, Huo Wenwu punched over without hesitation: "Lightning break." "Boom, the sharpshooter that flashed just now actually turned back and continued to attack.

"Gunslinger." Almost at the same time as Huo Wenwu turned to deal with the attack from behind, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's voice came from the other side again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the red light reflected behind him, and there was actually a second bright red spear. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese