Chapter 334 The Eighth Disaster

"Yes, what should we do? Is it like this to watch Yan Ruyu's fox pass through the disaster?" At this time, the alliance of the eight races was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and had no attention at all.

Especially the wolf clan, they originally thought that the captured Huanhe faction and the Phoenix clan were favored, but now it has become such a situation. At the same time, they are very unwilling, they are also afraid that Yan Xianzi will retaliate against them after success in the disaster.

In the void in front of us, the magic cloud covering the sky and the sun has not dissipated in the past few days. The figure of the ancestor of the barbarians has been quietly in the void, with a peerless appearance, elegant temperament and an indescribable holy god, which makes people can't help but worship.

"Boom!" Boom!"

In the magic cloud, the thunder rolled, a piece of sand and stone on the ground, and the towering ancient trees shook violently, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the whole earth shook.

Listening to such a huge momentum, not to mention the 36 stunning female killers in the Huanhe faction, even the people of the eight ethnic alliance were shocked.

"This is the eighth heavenly disaster!" Looking up at the magic cloud in the sky and the thousands of postures that are still standing proudly, everyone in the alliance of the eight races are praying secretly in their hearts, hoping that this natural disaster will be strong enough to directly destroy the invisible beauty fairy below. In the space crack in front of her, Qing'er stands there as a barrier. Don't let it go. The alliance of eight races has nothing to do. Now, they have no choice but to pin their hopes in this disaster.

"Let this disaster come more violently!" Someone looked at the magic cloud in the sky, put his hands together, and muttered to himself.

High in the sky, the magic clouds covering the sun slowly gathered together. The scene looked strange and horrible, as if an invisible giant was operating. Finally, the magic cloud condensed into a overwhelming magic hand, and the overwhelming pressure opened, which made people's hearts cold.

"Uh... What kind of disaster is this? It's terrible!" Looking at the magic hand that seems to be able to dominate hundreds of millions of people, many people in the alliance of the eight races have changed. Such a magic hand pats down and asks who can resist it?

"Okay, that's what I want. Humph, Yan Fairy, you fox, I think even if you have three heads and six arms, you will be patted to death!" Mohe sneered and felt very happy in his heart.

"Hu..."

The magic hand shot down directly from the sky. After passing through the virtual shadow of a thousand postures, the momentum was obviously much smaller, but it still made the huge peaks around it completely collapse, and the beauty fairy unstoppably pressed down.

In the Huanhe School, Yan Xianzi still sits quietly in the nine ancient pavilions. Her beautiful eyes are light and withered, and the whole body seems to be petrified. Around her, golden runes continue to surround, form a strong protective circle.

The nine ancient pavilions kept trembling, emerging nine drops of blood, and then united. The inner world of thousands of postures appeared here, quickly facing the magic hand that came straight from the beat.

"Peng!" With a loud noise, the peerless demon hand patted on the inner world of thousands of postures, and the whole inner world trembled, but it did not collapse. How could Hong Yu's world be so vulnerable?

Even so, the vast aftershocks still cracked the beauty fairy below, and blood spewed out, dyeing her white gauze skirt red.

She still sat quietly in the air, listening to the ticking blood all over her body, and her whole body seemed to sit down. Such a strong natural disaster, if it hadn't been for the resistance of the inner world, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed.

Qianzi's virtual shadow stood in the sky, overlooking her, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Ha ha, that's right, get ready for the last disaster!"

Because the current Huanhe faction is in the shielding array, the outside world can't see the situation inside. The overwhelming magic hand only patted halfway and disappeared in front of the Eightzu alliance.

"Hmm, Yan Xianzi, you fox, you should fall this time!" Listening to the loud sound of the mountain, a pleasant smile slowly appeared on Mohe's face. Other people also breathed a secret breath. Such a terrible disaster is simply annihilation. They never believe that Fairy Yan can resist it.

However, it seems that after a long time of the loud noise of a different world, there is still no movement in the happy faction.

"Huh, no, did the fox get through this disaster? How is this possible?" Mohe frowned, and his face gradually became worse.

The underworld beside him looked up at the sky and saw that the magic cloud in the sky had not dissipated, and the shadow of Qianzi was still standing there quietly. After being stunned, he shouted: "No, the fox has really survived this disaster. Damn, she has survived such a strong disaster. It's too easy. I'm scared. How did she do it? This is already the eighth disaster, leaving only the last disaster. If she can still get through it, she will be done. What should we do?"

As soon as he said this, all the people in the eight ethnic alliance looked very ugly and looked at each other for a while.

"Squeak... The mouse said, the alliance of the eight races, the awesome and forced alliance, but are you afraid now? Squeak, you tremble!" The dead mouse stood at the entrance of Hong Yu's inner world in the distance and ridiculed the alliance of the eight races.

"Demon rat, you die for me!" The alliance of the eight clans was furious and took action together. For a moment, all kinds of mysterious methods and weapons hit Hong Yu's inner world, shaking the nine heavens. Only the next moment, Hong Yu's inner world suddenly closed, and these mysterious methods and weapons only hit a mass of air!

"I*&%¥#, Hong Yu, don't be a shrinking turtle if you have guts!" Mohe and the dark weather were degraded, and among the peerless masters, the two of them hated Hong Yu the most.

"Fure, I'm still afraid that you two old bastards can't do it! Dead mouse, let's go out and beat his sister!" With a gentle raise on the tip of his eyebrows, Hong Yu immediately stepped on the virtual demon step, with a death knife in one hand and a halberd of faith in the other, and rushed out with a dead mouse, leaving the Phoenix people in their own inner world.

"Kid, you really have guts!"

Seeing that Hong Yu held the halberd of his faith and came to fight against his eight-ethnic alliance, the weather was full of smoke. He immediately incited the wide wings on his back. He was the first to meet him and slapped forward fiercely. The dust and sand flew, the earth trembled lightly, and the surging palm was like the rolling Yangtze River, like a huge river, rushing and roaring. Roar, go forward and go.

The vegetation and stones on the surface between him and Hong Yu were like snowflakes in the waterfall. They were suddenly rolled up in the sky, and then broke like firecrackers, spilling sand and dust all over the sky.

When it's really a slap, the sky and the earth are faded!

However, such a strong palm still can't help Hong Yu. He laughed and said, "Didn't you try it before? Your attack is invalid for me!"

With that, the death knife on his left hand suddenly disappeared. The next moment, a huge golden palm suddenly appeared, facing the giant palm of the underworld and directly resisted it. Immediately, the two domineering palms suddenly collided with each other and gradually dissipated in the deafening rumble.