After Yuan Shisanxian's body, a black bow appeared.

A dark red arrow was on the long bow.

Blood River Dafa, Blood River Carriage.

Sad arrow.

Both of them have a sense of winning and losing with one move.

Boom! The blood river cart soared into the air, and the light shone across the square in front of the hall, pressing towards Yuan Shisan.

The other side.

Yuan Shisanxian's sad arrow burst out with a bang.

The formation of a huge airflow would tear apart the blood qi in the sky.

Su Hao, who was watching the battle, his eyes froze.

The sad little arrow of Yuan Thirteen is actually a kind of arrow.

boom!

Two forces burst into a rumbling sound.

Dragon Gate Magical Art.

The classic of the mountain.

A blood dragon roared in the bloody light.

Inside the mountains and seas, birds, beasts, insects, fish and mountains are rising.

It's different from the battle between Ren Woxing and Jiuyou God.

The Nine Nether Gods did not fight hard, nor did Ren Woxing.

Their combat power is even worse than that of Wei Lehui and Yuan Thirteenth Limits.

Wei Wuhui wants Yuan Thirteen to die.

How could a person like Yuan Thirteen Limit tolerate it?

roar!

boom

The sound of a low growl and an energy explosion erupted during their fight.

Judging from the current situation.

It is difficult to decide the outcome of the battle.

Su Hao's eyes froze, and then turned into a black shadow and rushed into the Lingjiu Palace.
Chapter completed!