I Can See the Lines of Fortune

boom!

The roar sounded, and the red-gold flames roared, accompanied by black mist surging.

The violent aftermath raged, and after that, the three shadow church powerhouses with eight orifices took a few steps backwards, their hands trembled slightly, and they looked at Su Yin in horror.

"How is that possible? You are only seven orifices, how can you be so strong!?"

Su Yin grinned and raised the spear in his hand: "You are too weak."

The faces of the three were ashen, and the skinny old man gritted his teeth: "Everyone, let's go together!"

However, as he spoke, there were roars and screams not far away.

The faces of the three changed, and they quickly turned to look over.

Afterwards, they discovered that a group of former warriors from the Seven Apertures Church of Shadows were being slaughtered by a young man with a giant sword.

Every time the young man slashed, the Seven Apertures' Shadow Church powerhouse was hard to resist, killing him with one blow.

And in the distance, there are still arrows of frost that keep shooting, making it even more difficult for a group of seven orifices powerhouses to resist, and even escaping and dodging has become an extravagant hope.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen strong men with seven orifices died, and the faces of the rest were full of fear.

"Fuck off! How dare you... stop!!"

Seeing this, a strong man with eight apertures holding a giant shield, his eyes widened, roaring and wanting to rush over to stop Mo Xiaobai.

However, before he rushed over, a dark blue water arrow shot over.

The burly man's pupils shrank, and he quickly blocked with a giant shield.

Boom! !

The burly man's body staggered back two steps.

Cong Wan's whole body was surging, and he looked at the sturdy man coldly: "Your opponent is here, don't ignore me."

Su Yin glanced at Cong Wan and grinned: "Brother, good job! Come on, hit them!"

Su Yin once again took the gun and attacked the three strong men with eight apertures.

The three powerhouses with eight orifices roared again and again, but they were unable to break through the lines of defense of Su Yin and Cong Wan, and went to deal with Mo Xiaobai and Yan Xue.

It didn't take long for Mo Xiaobai to kill the last seven orifices powerhouse with one sword.

His whole body was stained with blood, and the blood on the giant sword of Netherfrost rolled down. He sighed slightly. Mo Xiaobai turned his head to look at He Su Yin and the three eight-orifice powerhouses who had formed a group from Wan Zhan.

His eyes were cold, killing intent emerged, the dark golden light flashed across his body, the dark golden star erupted, and his breath skyrocketed again.

The next moment, Mo Xiaobai kicked the ground with both feet, the ground cracked and dented, and the whole person disappeared in place. He rushed behind the skeleton-like old man.

The giant sword in Mo Xiaobai's hand flickered with a sharp sword beam, slashing towards the old man fiercely.

Holy Skill, Star Slashing Sword.

laugh! !

The powerful sword intent almost tore apart the space, causing the skeleton old man to turn around suddenly, and the two short swords in his hand blocked the giant sword.

Clang! !

Under the symphony of gold and iron, the face of the skeleton old man changed, his body was unstable, and he took a few steps back, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Before the skeleton old man could react, when he turned around, Su Yin had already attacked him.

At this moment, a spear of holy flame was about to penetrate him.

"Be careful!"

The sturdy man's face changed slightly, and he quickly blocked behind the skeleton old man, raising his shield to resist the attack for him.

And another middle-aged man who looked very ordinary had black mists flowing all over his body, covering Su Yin with a strong corrosive aura.

Su Yin frowned slightly, and swept away the black mist.

The burly man's face was solemn: "Old skeleton! How are you?"

The skeleton old man's hands trembled slightly, with a hint of shock in his eyes: "This kid's strength is outrageous! His cultivation is only six?! What monsters are these Ma De?!"

The burly man and the ordinary middle-aged looked slightly gloomy, and before they had time to continue speaking, the cold air spread, ice flowers bloomed in the air, ice dragons fell from the sky, and the chill entered their bodies. They felt that their movements were slightly stiff.

Under such circumstances, the three of them faced the attacks of Mo Xiaobai, Su Yin, and Cong Wan, and they all retreated.

The three of them were beaten and coughed up blood in a short period of time.

"Damn it! I can't stop it!"

The burly man quickly took out a scroll and tore it apart.

The next moment, a terrifying dark aura surged and swept in all directions.

Mo Xiaobai, Su Yin and Cong Wandu's expressions changed slightly, and the three flew out.

Mo Xiaobai felt his whole body groaning constantly, and wounds appeared.

The powerful force directly injured him.

But how terrible is his resilience?

At the moment of the injury, the injury has already begun to recover. In just two breaths, except for the blood left on the skin, there is no trace of wounds.

Su Yin was stronger, but his face was pale and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Cong Wan's body is completely made of water, but the water splashes around, the volume has become a little smaller, and the breath has become weaker, and there is no danger to life.

After the three of Mo Xiaobai were repelled, the powerhouses of the three Shadow Churches were about to flee.

However, before they could escape, another frost bloomed and enveloped them.

In the next moment, Mo Xiaobai had fully recovered, and he directly attacked with the Great Sword of Netherfrost, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and the dark golden sword intent flashed continuously.

Slashing Sword, Slashing Sword, Slashing Sword...

At the same time, a silver Void Sword Formation emerged from the top of Mo Xiaobai's head, and the endless Void Sword Intent circulated, shrouding the three of them.

The terrifying offensive caused the pupils of the three to shrink sharply, and their faces changed greatly.

Clang clang clang! !

Under Mo Xiaobai's violent attack, the three people's already stiff bodies retreated.

The three roared again and again, wanting to fight back, but under the chill, the attack became much slower.

Only a few attacks could hit Mo Xiaobai.

And even if he could hit Mo Xiaobai, with Mo Xiaobai's recovery speed, he would recover completely in just one breath.

Not long after, Su Yin and Cong Wan recovered one after another and rejoined the battlefield.

The angel wings behind Su Yin spread out and laughed: "Xiao Bai! Great job! Wait for my sister to reward you well! Give me death!!"

Su Yin's long scarlet hair fluttered, her face was chilling, and the spears of holy flame danced, completely covering the three of them.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Roaring and screaming continued.

It didn't take long for the flames to dissipate, leaving behind only three charred bodies.

Cong Wan scratched his head and looked at Mo Xiaobai, Su Yin and Yan Xue: "The three of you are amazing and talented people even in ancient times. You are too strong."

Su Yin smiled proudly, and was about to speak when a roar sounded above.

Everyone's face changed, and they looked up quickly.

In the air, the battle between Hua He and Mu Xiatong seemed to be the winner.

At this moment, Hua He was constantly being chased and beaten by Mu Xiatong, coughing out mouthfuls of blood, while Mu Xiatong's face was calm and calm, with a gentle smile on his face.

At this moment, Hua He saw the death of a group of top leaders of the Shadow Church below.

His face changed dramatically: "How is this possible?!"

Then, another spear condensed by the laws of nature shot over.

Hua He hurriedly avoided, and at the same time, his face struggled, and the next moment, a grim look appeared on his face.

"Damn! You forced me! Go to hell!! Great Lord of Shadows, please use my body as a container, come down to the earth, and kill these blasphemers!"