Amid the roaring black master's screams, his huge knees were already here, only a few feet away from the two of them. The strong wind of the fighting spirit was like a deafening tsunami. Le Shaolong and Ziying groaned, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corners of their mouths.

Before they could reach their peak, the strong wind was so strong that once they were hit, Le Shaolong and Ziying were worried about their lives and deaths. Storm and Nan Erming were almost heartbroken and heartbroken, but they could only watch this scene happen.

Le Shaolong and Ziying were in it, as if they were in a vast ocean of ups and downs, with lightning blowing and terrifying waves. The two wanted to withdraw, but found that they were struggling with the swaying fighting spirit.

"Is it impossible to be dead today?" Le Shaolong sighed in his heart, looked at the roaring black master who was bleeding, and then looked at Xiao Yan's direction, "However, it is worth it to be able to severely damage the roaring black master and alleviate everyone's danger."

Looking at the smiles of Le Shaolong and Ziying looking at everyone, Xiao Yan and others felt like a knife were cut off.

This price is too heavy, so heavy that everyone can't bear it!

They are willing to fight the powerful monsters to the death, even if they lose, they are willing to work together to die together. But as they see their brothers and sisters resolutely lose both sides in order to win a glimmer of hope for themselves, they can't afford it!

At this critical moment, a figure that was thousands of feet high rushed to the Roaring Black Lord, which was the "Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath" displayed by Xiao Yan. The figure opened its huge mouth, and a sound wave shone brightly, like a wave of sea waves, slamming on the Roaring Black Lord at close range.

In an instant, the Roaring Black Lord was almost petrified, and all his movements stopped in mid-air, and the picture was frozen at the most critical moment.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough!

Le Shaolong and Ziying's fighting spirit bloomed, splendid and dazzling, and he pulled up with all his strength and flashed away.

As soon as the figures of Le Shaolong and Ziying flashed far away, the roaring black master resumed his movements. His huge knees blew into the air. From time to time, bursts of lightning bursts out from time to time, intertwining with the tsunami-like fighting spirit, making the world full of fierceness, and the space collapsed into black as dark as ink, looking lifeless and heartbreaking.

The powerful fighting spirit was raging everywhere, and Le Shaolong and Ziying in the air were thrown away by Yuli. After rolling over for more than a dozen times, they barely stood firm.

Xiao Yan and others hurriedly went up to respond, Xiao Zhan fisted and set up heavy shields to resist the violent fighting storm.

The storm gave Le Shaolong a bear hug: "Grandma, I won't take my brothers with you. You scared me to death." By the way, he tightened his arms and squeezed Le Shaolong into a rolling eyes.

The most true brotherly love in the world is that at this moment, I can only hug each other tightly, and it is hard to describe all the thousands of thoughts in it in one word.

Nan Erming also rushed up and stared at Ziying and Le Shaolong blankly, his eyes feeling wet.

Le Shaolong and Ziying survived the disaster. Looking at the worried eyes of the brothers, a warm current flowed through their hearts, and at the same time, they both turned their heads and cast gratitude eyes at Xiao Yan.

"You two are so good." Xiao Yan smiled at them and said. As soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly became dark, his tone changed and became stern, "Are we still brothers? Are you the ones who left your brothers alone to die?"

Le Shaolong and Ziying looked at Xiao Yan and looked at the care hidden under the young face. They were very moved. They didn't know what to say. They all understood that Xiao Yan's blame was too much about their safety, but wouldn't the brothers bear it when they were in trouble?

Looking at Le Shaolong, Xiao Yan knew in his heart that if it were him, he would have made the same choice as them, because this is the brother and this is the choice that a real man should make.

"No more examples." Xiao Yan's tone eased, and he added, "Are you okay?"

"After verified, the two of you have no damage in their bodies except for minor injuries." Storm reported to Xiao Yan seriously, amusing everyone and the atmosphere became relaxed.

All this, in fact, is just a matter of a flash of fingers. When the enemy is facing each other, Xiao Yan and others turn their eyes to the Roaring Black Lord.

At this time, the roaring black master was covering his eyes and roaring towards the sky. Blood kept flowing through his fingers. The fighting spirit that was crazy due to the severe pain was like a tsunami that stretched to the sky, and the whole space was shaking.

"I want to tear you ants to break apart to relieve the hatred in my heart." The roaring black master was in a state of great pain and had lost his mind. He never dreamed that a few small guys were not afraid of life and death, and could even hurt him. He wanted to smash them to pieces now.

The bleeding from his eyes made the Roaring Black Lord unable to see his vision clearly. The Roaring Black Lord danced wildly with his hands, and the sky suddenly changed.

"Be careful, the Roaring Black Lord is angry and may have to use his fighting skills." The power of the fighting skills was vivid in my mind, and Le Shaolong quickly spoke out to remind him.

Before his words were finished, the roaring black master tore his hands, and the sky cracked a huge gap. The sky was in the center, and the surroundings were as quiet as death, surrounded by endless darkness and emptiness. There were a few ink-black spots of light, but they were brilliant, and the darkness could not completely hide its light. It was like the rising morning glow, with powerful fluctuations of fighting spirit, which was obviously extraordinary.
Chapter completed!