Lan Yingying was a little helpless. Although she didn't want to think so, Ling Xiao was injured just now to protect them. Would it be safer if Ling Xiao was alone?
¡°Stop talking nonsense, I can¡¯t deal with two Earth-level disasters by myself, let alone there are so many Xuan-level and Yellow-level disasters. Once I get hurt, I¡¯ll be in trouble.
Although the combat power of the disaster is more terrifying than we imagined, there is no need to underestimate ourselves. In the only battle, Condo, Cardinal and you two form a team to protect and help each other, and we should be able to exert greater combat power. , defeating the Xuan-level disaster is not a problem.
?? Pan Cai'er, Yin Wujiao, and Ye Mo, you work in groups of three and concentrate your combat power.
I am in a group so that everyone can take care of each other. "
Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "Next, try to avoid facing more than two prefecture-level disasters at the same time, and you will be fine.
We feel it is difficult, and the same goes for the First Son of God and Son of Thunder Eagle. I don¡¯t believe how much better they are than us. "
So, everyone continued to move forward.
At a certain moment, Ling Xiao suddenly waved his hand: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"
He seemed very anxious.
Others reacted quickly and retreated quickly.
At this moment, a terrifying bolt of magma shot out. This power was extremely terrifying.
Ling Xiao's face was gloomy to the extreme, but he couldn't hide, he had to block. There were teammates behind him. Once he dodged, his teammates would be in trouble.
A heaven-level disaster!
This is definitely a heaven-level disaster!
The hand of nine levels of poison!
Ling Xiao first released his poisonous hand to resist, and then directly took out a shield. This shield was a great magic weapon. Ling Xiao could activate it, but it would consume a lot of energy, but it didn't matter. He had stored a lot of energy before. Stone, it comes in handy at this time.
The huge shield turned into a shield wall.
Standing in front of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao then activated the force field of Tai Chi Hunyuan Gong.
Boom!
With a loud noise, all nine poisonous hands were destroyed.
Boom!
The attack landed on the shield wall and was finally blocked. However, with Ling Xiao's cultivation level of the Little God Realm, he could not really exert the power of the shield, so the shield was still knocked away.
Fortunately, the shield wall has blocked most of the power. When the magma hit Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Hunyuan skill field, the power was much smaller, but even so, it still shattered the force field and blasted it. Fortunately, Ling Xiao was protected by the Sky Patrol Armor. Ling Xiao was basically uninjured and blocked the blow.
"He is really a great god, but fortunately he is only a first-level great god."
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing wrong with his judgment. The heaven-level disaster turned out to be an existence in the realm of great gods.
"Ling Xiao, how are you?"
"I'm fine!"
Ling Xiao shook his head, picked up the shield, stared at the huge figure flying from a distance, and then quickly entered the body of a god, the state of the ancient giant spirit, and at the same time, released the ancient god of war.
Opened four times the combat power.
The Tyrant Martial Spirit was activated.
Facing such a terrifying opponent, Ling Xiao must fully unleash his combat power. He has no choice, otherwise everyone will die.
Furthermore, he also wanted to try to see how far he could go against a first-order master.
The five little guys were also released. This time, there are no rules and no one will control them.
"Let's go help!"
Night Demon said.
"Don't come here, there is a disaster at the prefecture level, help me stop it!"
Ling Xiao roared.
Sure enough, at this time, two earth-level disasters appeared behind the day-level disasters, and behind them, there were dozens of Xuan-level and yellow-level disasters.
It¡¯s simply a desperate situation.
"Damn it! How could this happen!"
Lan Yingying was so frightened that her whole body trembled.
"Don't panic. The four of us are responsible for those Xuan-level and Huang-level disasters. We must not let them affect the battle of the Ancestral Dragon God Son. Follow my command."
Kang Duo gritted his teeth and said, "Now, they need us."
"good!"
The three Cardinals gritted their teeth, knowing that they had to stand up. Even if they were afraid, they had to stand up.
¡°?The two of you go to stop one earth-level disaster, and I'll hold off the other one! "
Pan Cai'er took a deep breath. She really didn't expect that this time, there would be such a big crisis.
They can¡¯t count on Ling Xiao for help at all, because the enemies Ling Xiao faces are the most terrifying, heaven-level disasters.
"Ancient Martial God, go help Pan Cai'er and end the battle as soon as possible!"
Ling Xiao observed the battlefield and made a decision. Without four times the combat power and the blessing of the Overlord Martial Spirit, the Ancient Martial God simply could not withstand the heaven-level disaster, so it was better to deal with the earth-level disaster.
"Look, it's a corpse!"
At this time, Yin Wujiao exclaimed, and Ling Xiao noticed that there was an iron ring around the neck of this heaven-level disaster, and there were several corpses hanging on the iron ring.
"Those are the corpses of the helpers brought by the Son of Thunder Eagle and the others, and the corpses of the helpers brought by the First Son of God and the others. This guy has already killed six people."
Ling Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his expression ugly.
His memory is very good, so he remembers all these six people. Unexpectedly, they have been killed just a few days ago.
It seems that the first ones to encounter this heaven-level disaster should be the Son of Thunder Eagle and the others. Later, they encountered the Son of the First God and the others, and they all used this method to directly attack successfully.
But those who died were all helpers, and those sons and goddesses should have all escaped.
According to Ling Xiao¡¯s judgment, the First Son of God should be as strong as a small god. If he is willing, he can still defeat heaven-level disasters, but he may have finally chosen to give up in order to preserve his strength.
After all, killing ten earth-level disasters is equivalent to one heaven-level disaster, but the difficulty is much less than killing one heaven-level disaster. Therefore, rationally, it is more appropriate to choose to kill earth-level disasters.
But Ling Xiao had no choice. He could not let his helpers die like the First Son of God and Son of Thunder Eagle, so he had no choice but to keep fighting.
" Moreover, he did not act rashly. Although this heavenly disaster is powerful, he still blocked the opponent's blow just now, and he did not use the body of the god, so he is still sure of victory.
With the help of five small children, we should be able to win.
should!
Heavenly Disaster obviously didn't know what Ling Xiao was thinking. He was obviously very depressed. One of his sneak attacks didn't succeed. All previous attacks were successful.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that the one I met this time was actually stronger. The two groups of trash I just attacked by my sneak attack actually used my team members to resist the damage. You are different. You are a good person. It's a pity that good people always Life is short!¡±
The heaven-level disaster sneered: "I want you to watch all your companions die, hahahaha!"
"It will be you who dies, not me!"
Ling Xiao showed a cold light. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com