The strongly corrosive black fog filled the air, forming a large viscous black cloud above the valley, only to see the black cloud rolling like a wave, poking out the dragon's head or dragon wings from time to time, and a dark purple light could be faintly seen in the black cloud crisscrossing and clashing, and the sound of collision and roaring dragon roared rolling and echoing.

Except for the eight supremes, the rest of them couldn't see through the black clouds, and they scratched their ears and cheeks one by one.

Suddenly, a blazing black-red fire lit up, and the flames were mixed with golden-red light, and the black mist burned out immediately, sweeping away the entire black cloud in an instant.

The flames spread in the air like surging angry waves, and everyone finally saw the tragic battlefield clearly, and for a while the exclamations came one after another, only to see that there were sixty-four purple streamers around the black dragon, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see the shape of the person, and the black dragon was already covered with scaly wounds, and most of the scales on his body were peeled off, revealing the wriggling muscles inside, and the crimson dragon blood sprinkled the sky with blood rain, and these blood were also mixed with a strange purple.

The purple streamer continued to slow down, but the black dragon became weaker and weaker, and used more than a dozen spiritual skills and dark breath in a row, but they were all resisted by Ye Wentian with incomparably strong defense.

In the valley, Teresa was hiding under a sunken mountain wall, and although she had lost her spiritual powers, her perception had increased instead of decreasing. A sudden sense of crisis arose in her heart, and Teresa turned her head to search, and sure enough, she saw a figure quietly approaching her.

At this special time, except for Ye Wentian, everyone wants to be unfavorable to her, and it is certain that this person is definitely an enemy!

Below the mountain wall was Ye Wentian's blind spot, so Teresa rolled her eyes, took the initiative to drill out from under the mountain wall, and without flinching, she walked towards the open part of the valley with the man.

The two met directly in front of the bronze portal.

"Faith, what do you want to do?" Teresa stood up straight with her hands in her hands, frowning her brows, although she had lost her spiritual power, she had not lost the majesty she had cultivated over the years. Only in front of Ip Mantian will she show her side as a little woman, and other times she is a strong female marshal.

Faith's eyes burned with resentment and fiery, and his gaze fell from bottom to top on Teresa's long straight legs, graceful hips, suddenly crunched waist, suddenly undulating mountains, and swan-like slender neck, and fell on her beautiful and immaculate face.

His breathing became obviously heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gasped and said fiercely: "Teresa, you finally look at me, I used to be an assistant by your side, and you never looked at me directly!"

Teresa nodded at her temples and thought for a moment, then held her mouth and said, "I can't remember, but why should I look at you squarely? You're not my man." ”

"You!" Faith suddenly clenched her fists, her knuckles clicked, and she stared at Teresa's indifferent expression and roared, "I am a genius of the Rockefeller family, I cultivated to the Spirit Emperor at the age of twenty-six, how can I compare to him? I am more handsome than him, better than him, and I have been by your side for more than a year, but you didn't choose me, sue me, why is this!"

Teresa cut off, raised her slender hand and stroked the long gorgeous hair in her ear: "First, I don't choose you has nothing to do with whether you are handsome or not, and second, in my eyes, he is more handsome than you and stronger, and he is indeed more handsome than you and stronger than you, what, do you have questions?"

Hearing the first sentence of Faith had just raised a glimmer of hope, but the next sentence had completely knocked his heart to the valley, and he felt that all the Yiqiē were laughing at him: "Loser, loser, poor loser." ”

That's right, the loser.

"No, I'm not a loser, I'm going to take your share, you're mine!" Faith was completely overwhelmed by resentment and rage, her face distorted, and she suddenly burst into a rage like a mad hungry wolf, and pounced viciously at Teresa.

In his opinion, Teresa has lost her spiritual power after her transformation, and has become an ordinary person, from a powerful dark dragon to a little sheep who can be bullied.

But is Teresa really a little sheep? Even if she loses her spiritual power and flesh power, her years of combat experience and super high fighting skills are still there.

The distance between the two was only three meters, seeing that Feth pounced, Teresa was already ready, holding a sharp black rock in her hand at some point, bowing down and taking a step towards the left front, she actually hit Fest's side ribs with her left shoulder, and at the same time, her body twisted strangely, and the sharp edges and corners of the rock hit his temple.

It was as if she had returned to fifteen years ago, the moment when the blood-stained stone changed her fate, the same disadvantage, the difference was that she was no longer afraid at this moment.

With a snap, the black rock as hard as gold and iron actually shattered, and Faith also left a blood mark on her temple, and a wisp of crimson blood flowed down the side of her face.

Faith was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that in the face of Teresa, who had lost her spiritual power, this pounce actually fell into the air, and she regained her sanity a little, recalling the super high combat skills of the female marshal, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and subconsciously swept her fist and swept it at the same time, dodging to the side at the same time.

However, his movements had already been expected by Teresa, Teresa sneered, shrank her head and let go of the blow of the gravel, and instead of retreating, she rushed further behind Faith, holding his collar with one hand and supporting his waist with the other.

With a thud, Faith was thrown head-on to the ground.

This fall completely knocked Faith to her senses, and her hands bounced up, and the spiritual flame overflowed to protect her whole body, trying to distance herself.

But the marshal's attacks continued one after another, and as soon as he bounced up, he landed just in the orbit of the attack, and Teresa kicked one foot, and slammed a solid knee into Faith's heart, and flew him out of the way.

The force of this blow is not small, and it is in the center of the fossa, which makes Faith feel a tightness in her chest, and she is secretly afraid in her heart, if it is a female marshal before the transformation, this collision can definitely blow him into a meatloaf.

Teresa's attack speed was extremely fast, and she chased after it in one step, and kicked Faith in the waist with an ascending leg, kicking him high and flying, and the thin heel just nailed to the waist, kicking the gathered spiritual power directly away.

Faith couldn't help but shudder, it was unbelievable that the female marshal who had lost her spiritual power was still so strong, and under the suppression of this melee fighting technique, he had almost no power to resist.

"No, you can't go on like this, Teresa, it's you who are ruthless first, don't blame me!" Faith is the cultivation of the Spirit Emperor, and was about to take advantage of the situation to fly into the air, but he didn't expect Teresa to jump up, jump up a full five meters high, twist her body and fly, and a spiral high-pressure leg slammed down, hitting him in the head.

With a thud, Faith fell at an even faster speed, hitting her head first, smashing a hole in the hard rocky ground. (Plus more)