Douluo: Sansheng Liuli

Chapter 33 32. Cooperate tacitly

Author: Jinse Liu Nianxing Xiaoyue

Chapter 33 32. Cooperate tacitly

Ning Yan was very impatient, waved with one hand, and a few ice cones shot out.

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly avoided it, but his face was accidentally scratched by one of the ice cones. The blood slowly flowed out of the wound. The slender wound was directly scratched from the nose to the ears, and there was a faint bloodstain on the blood scarc.

Frost.

Ning Yan: "If you hit a shelf, you have to be crooked for a long time.

Ma Hongjun also attached to peace: "That's it! Like a lady, can't fight for a long time?"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were on fire, as if it turned into a substance. At this moment, he had forgotten the scruples at the beginning, and ignored the power behind the teenagers and the Zongmen.

He just wants to teach these several arrogant teenagers who do not know the heights.

Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth: "Good, good, you are very good! In this case, let me teach you a meal for your college!

Ma Hongjun smiled: "No, no, remember, we are not human, it's a monster!"

Ning Yan's forehead slipped down three black lines. Is it okay to scold yourself? Just speak, please don't bring her, she still wants to be a human.

Of course, Ning Yan psychologically vomited, it was not obvious on his face.

After Ye Zhiqiu took a shot, Dai Mubai had already moved first. The second aura light on his body was large, and the strong white light condensed into a ball. A circular light bomb had sprayed out of his mouth.

Two soul ring skills, white tiger light waves.

At the same time that Dai Mubai launched an attack, Zhu Zhuqing quickly walked to Ye Zhiqiu's wing. Tang San also rushed from the other side to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ning Yan opened his wings, and the pink -purple 翎 feather glowing was overflowing. She flew in the air in the air, with two hands printing.

Ma Hongjun's Mossican long hair is the first soul ring, and a purple -red phoenix fire line spit out.

"Seven Treasures turned out of Liuli." Ning Rongrong held his hands with both hands, and the colorful pagoda slowly rose: "Seven treasures are famous, one is: Li, the other is: speed."

The five were almost shot at the same time, and they were afraid of the other person because the other party was a soul king of level 50 or above. With the blessing of Ning Rongrong's Qibao Galotic Tower, the five people have improved both strength and speed.

Ye Zhiqiu roared, his body was flourishing, and his first and second soul ring lit up at the same time.

The body quickly rotates half a circle, showing the turtle shells behind the back. At the same time, a black light that is like water flows with Sen Sen's cold.

Ye Zhiqiu brought out his own soul skills, the black turtle body and Xuanshui frozen. He now only wants to teach a few people to save his face that he has just stepped on the soles of his feet.

Everyone felt the chills contained in him. Although Ning Yan's ice and fire doubles are talented areas, the strength gap between the two sides is too large.

Even if it is a siege, there are only a small and a half meeting, but it is enough to be enough.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun cooperated with each other. The attacks of the four were blew on Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu could not dodge, and the clothes on his body were almost tattered.

However, the strength of the soul master's body is different from ordinary people, let alone Ye Zhiqiu is already more than 50 levels of soul king. Except for a few strands of burns on the head, there are almost no other wounds on his body.

Even so, Ye Zhiqiu was annoyed, and it was already on the edge of the outbreak. Soon Ye Zhiqiu forcibly broke the ice and fire double domain with his own martial arts level.

"The second soul technique, the Thunder Mark." In the air, the second soul ring slowly emerged.

Thunderbolt crackled on Ye Zhiqiu's body. "The first soul technique, the Phoenix Fire." Ma Hongjun followed, and took the opportunity to make up the knife. Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shells burned purple -red flames.

Tang San urged Xuan Tiangong, and the blue silver grass under his body spread quickly, and he went away in all directions towards Ye Zhiqiu. He looked at Xiao Wu and nodded his head to understand: "The first soul skills, waist bow."

Xiao Wu jumped up, his slender legs continued to kick on Ye Zhiqiu's body, kicking him fiercely in the air, and kicking him again on the ground again. Ye Zhiqiu stood on the ground and barely stood on the ground.

The little dance that fell his neck fiercely fell out.

Fortunately, Tang San responded in time and caught her with blue silver.

Zhu Zhuqing's illusory figure appeared silently at the dead corner of Ye Zhiqiu's body on the side of the body.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu's neck shrank, and a weird scene appeared, and his entire head turned into the chest cavity, just to avoid Zhu Zhuqing's claws.

The third soul ring on his body was lit, and a sip of water sprayed from his mouth, covering the Phoenix Flame on his back. Although the combustion of the Phoenix Flame was very strong, Ye Zhiqiu's mysterious water was not vulgar, and his soul power was and his soul power again.

The purple -red flames on the turtle shells are still extinguished.

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth and surprised: "Is this a little Wang Ba? Will it shrink so!"

The strong chills rising violently, if it wasn't for Tang San's timely recovery, the blue silver grass was almost frozen. But Zhu Zhuqing would not be so lucky. Her cat's claws patted on the back of the turtle and raised the momentum.

But in just a few seconds, Zhu Zhuqing's right hand has been frozen.

Dai Mubai yelled and rushed to Ye Zhiqiu: "The second soul skills, the white tiger cracking light wave."

On your body, bless him.

In a sullen sound, Ye Zhiqiu's body stunned and fell forward two steps forward, but he turned quickly, his head stretched out of his chest again, a mouth, a black cold current directly facing Dai directly towards Dai.

Mu Bai sprayed out.

This is his third soul skills, the mysterious water is turbulent.

"White Tiger protects the barrier!" Dai Mubai felt a strong chill and hurried to protect himself, but he could still feel cold.

Although the white tiger's barrier can isolate some of the chills, it is not enough to resist. After all, the opponent's soul power is more than ten levels.

Ning Yan: "The third soul skills, the wind rolls the dragon!" At this time, a huge tornado blocked in front of Dai Mu Bai and wrapped the black cold current.

Dai Mubai insisted on the secret: Good opportunity!

He quickly ran towards Ye Zhiqiu. In the light of the first soul ring, a pair of huge pairs of tiger palms popped up and patted directly on Ye Zhiqiu's back.

Tang San next to him was a little short of surprise. He was still confused about his judgment. Is he just the correct judgment of Ye Zhiqiu? This mysterious turtle is not a defensive martial arts soul?

(This chapter is finished)