Feng Lin frowned, what's going on with this monster?

She did not run away, but was caught in the spiritual explosion.

Irene felt the pressure of the spiritual explosion and immediately fled to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin raised his hand, and a layer of ice wall appeared in front of him, blocking the power of the spiritual blast.

After everything is over.

A huge deep pit appeared out of thin air here.

There was only a piece of burnt yellow land all around, and the snack street just now had completely turned into nothingness.

"Damn girl! I'll use all my strength to explode! I'll blow you up to death!"

Zhuo Fei covered his left eye and sneered.

But his laughter stopped abruptly.

Not only him, but also Feng Lin and Ailian here, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Yaoyao was suspended in front of Zhuo Fei just like before.

What was different from before was that golden light spots appeared on Yaoyao's black energy.

"Devil's baptism!"

Yaoyao's voice was low.

She spread her wings again, and her dark red eyes suddenly turned into golden light, "Thank you for the hospitality!"

brush!

She turned into a golden shadow and rushed towards Zhuo Fei.

Qi Jin is like free money. Wherever it passes, the earth cracks and the air explodes.

Zhuo Fei watched nervously because he lost an eye.

Whoosh!

Sudden!

Two hands turned into claws, grabbing Zhuo Fei's head on the left and right respectively.

Yaoyao's feet were squatting on Zhuo Fei's shoulders.

Boom!

The golden light burst out again.

Although it is not as powerful as the spiritual explosion just now, its power is definitely not low.

Bombs were being bombed from all directions again.

After the golden color ended, Yaoyao waved his wings and flew towards Feng Lin.

Along the way, the blackness on her body dissipated like thick smoke, revealing herself inside.

Yaoyao landed in front of Feng Lin, smiled and spread his hands, "Master, how are you doing?"

"The blow just now was not your Qi."

Feng Lin narrowed his eyes and said.

"Yes, this is the ability of our demons."

Yaoyao smiled and put his hands in his pockets, "Of course, I can't tell the master how to do it or how to avoid it. If you want to kill me in the future, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of time to understand the battle ahead."

Feng Lin turned around and looked around.

Many experts have gathered nearby.

The lowest level ones are all Dacheng Level 5, and the highest level ones have reached Level 8.

He believed that a ninth-level master would arrive soon.

"Feng Lin!"

An old man with blond hair in braids roared angrily, "How dare you come to Tianqi to kill my Sun Clan!"

This person's name is Manke, and he is a Dacheng eighth-level expert from the Sun Clan.
Chapter completed!