Chapter 244 The Sudden Holy Lady

Chapter 244 The Suddenly Saint

With a broken water knife and awanbaota, Ziyun is full of confidence. When a person has strong attack equipment and strong defense equipment, his self-confidence will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and so will Ziyun. However, Ziyun has another advantage, that is, it does not become because he suddenly has these two powerful equipment. No one is in the eye. He knows that even if he has these two powerful weapons and equipment, his strength is still insignificant to the three holy places and the four Henggu families. It is impossible for him to take the three holy places and the strong men of the four Henggu families to pay attention to them just by relying on these two equipment. In that case, I'm just asking for a hard time.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, in the wild land, it seems that it has never been able to distinguish the seasons that should have been. A year, here, it is a light yellow autumn, and even the winter that should appear, has hidden itself here, so that people can't find its existence. Only the desolate scenery is shrouded in this A huge wild land.

There was a roar from afar. If you look carefully, you will see a humanoid figure fighting with a white flying dragon. The humanoid figure seems to be not afraid of death, as if it is crazy. Fighting with the white flying dragon, the white flying dragon began to look contemptuously, just casually raising its claws. In the swing, the humanoid figure flew away, but the humanoid figure seemed to know how big the gap between himself and the white flying dragon was. Unexpectedly, he rubbed up again and fought with the white flying dragon.

"A rush forward." The humanoid figure roared like lightning. Even the eyes of the white flying dragon could not see where the humanoid figure was. It roared and opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of white red flame in the direction of the humanoid figure. This is the most powerful attack method of the white flying dragon. Long Yan's attack power is not small. Even the peerless strongman in the nine-day realm does not want to be hit by Long Yan, not to mention that this humanoid figure who seems to know how powerful his strength is not.

The water slave five slaves standing aside saw the white flying dragon spit out a mouthful of Longyan. All of them changed color, with a worried expression on his face. Long Yan's attack power was too strong. Although the master has now reached the realm of Qixingjun, compared with Long Yan, it is not the same level at all. This dragon Yan was enough to lose half of Ziyun's life. The water slave shouted angrily, and the white dragon roared aggrievedly, but Long Yan had spit it out, and it was impossible to take it back.

Xiaobai's eyes blinked incredibly, and he looked very excited, as if his plan had been successful. This human, annoying human, seems to be easy to bully, and has been fighting with himself all the time. Do you think it's easy to bully? Let's see if you can stand it this time? Just when Xiaobai's eyes were proud, Ziyun, who had lost his figure, suddenly rushed out of Xiaobai's Longyan and rushed to Xiaobai's head. Xiaobai's originally excited and proud eyes immediately changed, and a doubtful expression was projected in his eyes. You should know how powerful his Longyan is. This is only seven. The human practitioners in the realm of Xingjun are not their opponents at all, let alone Long Yan's opponents. How can they rush out in their own Long Yan without any injury? On the contrary, the speed is even faster.

"Boom." Before Xiaobai could have any chance to react, the originally seemingly small fist became bigger and bigger in his eyes. Finally, the whole fist became covered by the sky and the sun, hitting his head. With a loud noise, the powerful ninth-order Warcraft Xiaobai couldn't help shaking twice and roaring angrily. The dignity and pride of the ninth-order Warcraft make Xiaobai no longer care whether the water slave will be angry because of his crazy attack on Ziyun. This is a matter of his own dignity. Xiaobai roared and stretched out his front paws to take a picture of the small figure in front of him. Ziyun just sneered faintly, and his body again Flashed, flashed aside, and then bombarded Xiaobai's chin again.

The little white dragon was really angry. He desperately opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dragon flame at the purple cloud in front of him. His four claws also crazily grabbed the purple cloud, and was about to smash the purple cloud into bones, but Ziyun just sneered at the corners of his eyes, and his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared into everyone's vision. When it appeared again Hou, who had appeared on the back of the little white dragon. His hand interrupted the water knife and cut out the cold air and cut it on the back of the little white dragon. The little white dragon also sensed his danger, suddenly turned his body, and at the same time grabbed his claws to the purple cloud.

"Boom."

The claws and Ziyun's broken water knife bombarded together. The little white dragon's eyes were wide open, and the tears couldn't stop turning in his huge eyes. It hurt so much. It was indestructible, and the extremely hard claws actually cracked a blood mark when fighting with this human weapon and equipment. There was a huge pain. The little white dragon almost cried, but the pride of the ninth-order Warcraft turned the voice that should have cried into an angry roar, and rushed to Ziyun more crazily.

The water slave looked at Ziyun with a worried face. The Ziyun of more than nine meters can no longer be regarded as short in the human figure, but in front of the little white dragon, it seems so small, as if it does not exist. Now, the little white dragon is crazy. In this way, Ziyun is not injured. It was very difficult. Thinking of this, the water slave was about to stop the attack of the little white dragon, but he was stopped by the golden slave and others.

"The master said that no matter what happens, you can't go up to stop the little white dragon's attack. Have you forgotten?" Jin Nu said indifferently, and his voice was unquestionable. The rest of the Mu Nu Sannu nodded, obviously agreeing with Jin Nu's statement.

The water slave's eyes were worried. He looked at the purple clouds that existed like a small sailboat in a violent sea and said angrily, "The master is dangerous. What do you care about the master's instructions now? What we need to do now is to protect the safety of our owners.

Jin Nu shook his head indifferently and said, "Love will make a person stupid. If the master really feels danger, without us, the master will use the Marltar to protect himself. Now the master knows that he can continue to fight, so he will not use the Marta. The master has been working with These Warcraft battles, so the strength will reach the realm of the Seven Star King in a year. We should believe that the master is the master.

"But..." The water slave's heart is still full of worries. After all, the current situation seems that Ziyun is really very dangerous, and most importantly, the little white dragon is crazy now. The strength of the little white dragon is much stronger than that of Ziyun. It is simply the difference between clouds and mud. There is no possibility of success. However, Jinnu and others said that Yes, if Ziyun really feels dangerous, as long as thewanbao ta is displayed, it is enough to make himself no longer dangerous. However, the water slave is really worried about Ziyun, worried that Ziyun will be seriously injured by the little white dragon if he is not careful.

"Thousands of people will be killed." In the crazy attack of the little white dragon, Ziyun's figure flashed and shouted angrily at the little white dragon in the air. His body quickly divided into one hundred and ten purple clouds in an instant.

Each Ziyun holds a broken water knife in his hand, and the momentum on his body is the strength of the realm of the Seven Star King, which makes the eyes of the water slave and others bright. The little white dragon is also directly dumbfounded when he sees this situation. In the perception of the little white dragon, every purple cloud seems to be a real purple cloud, and the strength of each purple cloud is The same, that is to say, you have to face so many attacks of purple clouds, and each attack of purple clouds is enough to leave a wound on your body.

"Cut." Ziyun did not wait for the little white dragon to continue to think, and a hundred and ten figures immediately cut down on the little white dragon's body.

"Rumble..."

Every figure, every knife waving out, can kill a blood stain on the body of the little white dragon. Although the scar is not so deep, it is enough to make the little white dragon feel pain. In this continuous attack, the little white dragon has no chance to resist, even if the little white dragon wants to One of the figures was destroyed, but the time was not enough for the little white dragon to launch an attack, because each figure actually used a rushing battle skill, and each attack was just launched in an instant, and there was no chance to dodge.

Water slaves and others are stunned. This kind of attack means, water slaves and others have lived for so long, and have never seen such an attack method. Such an attack simply has no chance to hide. One hundred and ten figures have the same strength as Ziyun, and each figure can be displayed. Such an attack is terrible. If Ziyun's current strength is the realm of nine heavens, no one in the world can resist an attack like Ziyun. No one can resist the attack launched by hundreds of Ziyun in an instant. No one can resist it. Maybe the gods can resist it.

The little white dragon let out a sad voice, turned around and ran away. The bright red blood dripped on the ground, leaving shocking blood marks. The last purple cloud figure did not launch an attack, but looked at the direction where the little white dragon left and laughed loudly. It was comfortable. This was the first time in this year that the little white dragon was repelled. How can you not feel comfortable? In fact, Ziyun has some sad feelings for the little white dragon in his heart. After all, every time he fights with Warcraft, he is looking for the little white dragon. In this way, the little white dragon is really sad.

"Ziyun, you have won." Looking at the figure of the little white dragon leaving, the water slave felt a little pity in his heart, but he felt more joy for Ziyun's victory. He immediately rushed upstairs to Ziyun's waist and said happily.

Ziyun smiled, and Jinnu and others also flew over. They did not dare to be like the water slave. Although they all felt happy for Ziyun, they could only float far away beside Ziyun, with a look of joy in their eyes. Ziyun reached out and gently scratched the face of the water slave and said to the water slave: " The little white dragon seems to be very lost.

"I, I'll comfort it." Shui Nu looked at the figure of the little white dragon and nodded and flew to the little white dragon. She knew about the little white dragon. Ziyun's thousand people this time was a great blow to the little white dragon. It was not only a physical blow, but also a mental blow. Originally, the little white dragon didn't pay attention to Ziyun at all, but he didn't think about it. At that time, Ziyun was able to "defeat" himself like this, and it only took a year.

After the water slave left, Ziyun took a deep breath. Now he was basically on the verge of fatigue. Just now, he basically used up all his Zhenyuan, and then the situation just now. If it hadn't been for the little white dragon who was ashamed, he would have left first. We can only use thewanbao ta to resist the attack of the little white dragon.

"Master, someone has entered the eastern wilderness." Jin Nu's happy face suddenly became awe-inspiring and looked coldly to the south.

Ziyun looked doubtfully to the south along the eyes of Jin Nu, but did not see anything. In order to show his master's status, Ziyun unfolded the supreme divine realm and saw that in the south, an enchanting figure was killed all the way from outside the eastern wilderness. Those low-level monsters were directly killed in seconds and were powerful. The warcraft was also blown away by the enchanting figure. The enchanting figure seemed to feel the divine realm of the purple cloud, looking up in the direction of the purple cloud.

"It turned out to be Zhao Xianya. Why did she come to me?" Ziyun stag and said to herself in surprise.