The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"What is this?"

The black mist transformed by the Roshan monster stagnated at first, and then it was wrapped in a more terrifying force to crush it down.

The thousands of stars around the Star Palace began to glow, causing a luminous shield with a thickness of three meters to appear over the formed hemispherical shield.

boom!

The heavy pressure poured down, and the shock caused the shield to become thinner and dented continuously, causing the internal air pressure to rise and many plants to ignite spontaneously out of thin air.

"It's stressful!"

Some disciples began to gasp.

Others almost fell to the ground, feeling their bodies were crushed.

Hum!

The shield once again erupted in a terrible crisis, blasting the Roshan monster out.

"blocked?"

Everyone turned from horror into surprise.

No one thought that this treasure hall suspended high in the sky turned out to be a spiritual treasure, capable of turning thousands of stars into a large formation, blocking the bombardment of Roshan monsters.

"It's no wonder that the head of Ye didn't show up. It turned out that he actually left this big formation over the Misty Sect."

"You said, is that Lingbao?"

"It must be Lingbao, otherwise, how can it stop the Roshan monster's full blow?"

Seeing the hope, everyone cheered.

The Roshan Monster was blocked by the Star Palace alone. Waiting for Ye Feng's return to suppress the Roshan Monster would definitely not be a problem.

"What a Lingbao, what a formation!"

The Roshan monster turned into its own form, with gloomy eyes in his eyes, constantly grinding his teeth, very angry.

"It was actually blocked!" Xu Huamao was a little depressed when he saw this scene.

"This is a low-grade spirit treasure. It has spirits inside and can defend itself. It's no wonder that Ye Feng didn't show up. It seems that he left this spirit treasure and where he went to play." said the third ancestor of the Xu family. .

Further away.

The son of the paper fan smashed the paper fan abruptly and said: "It's **** it, that Ye Feng has left such treasures, it's misguided."

He has calculated that his life will not be in danger for the time being.

Therefore, he felt that there was absolutely no difficulty in attacking the ethereal sect, and it could be swept easily.

But who knows, the Roshan monster was blocked as soon as it attacked.

boom!

At this time, the Star Palace began to counterattack.

Numerous stars continued to expand, reaching more than three meters in diameter, and they were thrown by the shield abruptly and knocked out at super high speed.

Boom boom boom!

The Roshan monster was smashed into holes, and his body flew upside down, instantly showing an angry face in his eyes.

"The tiger doesn't show off its power, when I am a sick cat?"

The Roshan monster roared, and its body began to burn, turning into an octopus covered in black flames, struggling to catch it down.

boom!

Countless stars were blown away by the octopus's claws and landed in the distance, exploding some of the ground, breaking through the mountains, and the sound of explosions was endless.

boom!

In the end, the Roshan monster transformed into an octopus shape passed through the thousands of stars and meteorite array, and finally reached the sky above the Star Palace.

"Blast me!"

The eight claws twitched at the same time, but the Star Palace suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared hundreds of meters away, avoiding the attack.

"Teleport?"

The Roshan monster looked cold.

Regardless of the star palace, it began to turn around, fuse the eight claws into a huge black drill, and pierced it on the shield.

This is the strongest attack of the Roshan monster.

Just hearing a "click", the shield finally broke, and the Roshan monster instantly turned into countless black mist, passed the defense from the crack, and came to the sky above the Misty Sect.

The terrible pressure fell instantly.

"It's over!"

Everyone felt a chill.

"Good!" The paper fan son laughed.

Xu Huamao and the third ancestor of the Xu family sneered, thinking that the Misty Sect was about to end, they couldn't help being happy.

The Star Palace immediately gathered thousands of stars, returned to their side, and began to overlap, becoming a meteorite giant with a height of 1,000 meters.

boom!

With just one punch, the Roshan monster was shaken off.

"This Lingbao-level hall is really amazing, both offensive and defensive, it's simply the best!"

Everyone saw this scene, rekindling hope.

The paper fan son, Xu Huamao, and the three ancestors of the Xu family gritted their teeth, their faces gradually becoming gloomy.

"Small bugs!"

The Roshan monster turned into a black giant fist, smashed the meteorite giant, and smashed it several times in a row. Finally, it flew for dozens of miles in the Star Palace, temporarily unable to return.

At this time, the Misty Sect and Baifu City had no barriers, allowing the Roshan monsters to slaughter them.

"Fight back!"

Gong Qingqiu took the lead in shouting.

With a wave of her hand, the landscape painting behind her burst out countless water swords, slashing towards the sky.

"Drawing a sword!" Huo Yunjie began to swing his sword.

That sword beam was as bright as a galaxy, hundreds of feet long, with a sharp breath.

Ji Ziling, Shi Lei, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, Li Zilong and others all shot.

Countless terrifying auras rushed high into the sky, and with the main combat power of Concubine Fox, even a quasi-emperor would be bombarded and killed.

"Poor underdog!"

The Roshan monster sneered, a black mist turned into a palm, and easily smashed everyone's joint blow.

boom!

The momentum exploded, everyone was shocked, and their eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.

Concubine Fox clasped the blasting stick tightly, thinking about whether to consume the upgrade energy, and once again entered the fourth battle form.

But in her mind, there seemed to be an idea to stop her and prevent her from consuming upgrade energy.

"The entire Misty Sect teamed up, but they couldn't even shake the Roshan monster. It's over!"

The people of the major forces who watched the battle sighed.

The son of the paper fan took out the new paper fan and waved it lightly with a leisurely look.

Xu Huamao and the third ancestor of the Xu family retreated silently.

At this time, Liuli King Xu Renshan also arrived nearby, standing beside the two of them, watching the Roshan monster sweeping everyone in the Misty Sect, feeling inexplicably refreshed.

on the ground.

Everyone in the Misty Sect got up, many of them were exhausted and could no longer fight.

Only one generation of disciples and a few second generation disciples looked at the sky, and the unyielding will in their hearts became stronger.

They hate that their daily practice is not hard enough.

If everyone works harder, they can also exert greater strength at this moment.

Maybe, I can hold it up again.

"Hey, shouldn't we get cold anymore?" Wang Ping'an fell to the ground, the black pot covering his head, with a sad expression on his face.

Hearing this, Shi Lei, Ji Ziling and others gave him a surprised look, and then they all blinked.

Reverse poison milk!

This wave seems to be saved?

But before everyone was grateful, the Roshan monster had already started.

"Die!"

The Roshan monster turned the strong evil spirit into a huge and incomparable palm print, and shot it down from the sky, making everyone feel like the world is breaking and the earth is broken, and they are desperate.

"It's over!" Wang Ping'an twitched all over.

Howl!

At this moment, a golden wave swept in, flying the Roshan monster, going back more than a dozen miles.

"This is... the power of heroic spirits!"

Some people recognized this golden wave, their eyes became hot instantly, and they shifted their eyes to search for the figure in their hearts.

"over there!"

Finally, the sharp-eyed Long Tianxing made a discovery.

Everyone looked over.

I saw the Star Palace slowly flying back, surrounded by thousands of stars, as if it were the center of a galaxy.

The top of the hall.

Two figures stood quietly.

A slim and slender woman, wearing a black gauze hat, holding the scabbard in her left hand and the sword art in her right hand, with a sharp sword hovering above her head, exuding fierce sword intent.

The other person is a man.

He stood in place ~www.readwn.com~ holding a translucent orb in his left hand, his right hand behind him, a white robe fluttering in the wind, and his long hair dancing lightly.

"Dare to do something to the sect of this seat, do you want to die?"

Ye Feng stepped out, shaking the sky.

When the Star Treasure Palace was blown away, he and Mo Ying had already returned to the Great Cloud Forest in the north.

Seeing the Roshan monster from afar, Ye Feng knew that the opponent was a powerful puppet controlled by the old master of the Sky Devouring Demon Sect.

And this is exactly the protection of the prophets.

Every prophet will create a Roshan monster and become his own guardian.

At the critical moment, it can still integrate with it, exert a far-than-normal combat power, and sweep thousands of powerful enemies.

"It's the head!"

Everyone in the Misty Sect looked at this tall and stalwart familiar figure, and they felt the warmth of the care of their elders after suffering setbacks and grievances, and tears burst into their eyes.