Five Percent Is Still Five Percent!

Boom!

The bright yellow flame rising from the height of the 'Mystic Wing' mecha became even more intense at this moment.

It was like a volcano erupting, rising into the sky.

The aura that had become intense due to the appearance of 'Mystic Pattern' now increased by a few points.

At this time, 'Mystic Wing' seemed to be enveloped by Blazing Flame and turned into a dazzling giant. Luo Yan could no longer look directly at it and could only avoid sight.

Even without the naked eye, Luo Yan is sure that Di Zheng has used the secret method.

'Opening the Essence Gate'!

It seems that the status of 'Mystic Pattern' can be superimposed with the effects brought by the secret method.

That's why 'Mystic Wing' has released such amazing pressure now.

After using the secret method, the long sword in the hand of 'Mystic Wing' was put into Scale Shield.

The mecha lowered its center of gravity and made a gesture of drawing its sword.

This is obviously the gesture of Combat Skill's "Thunder. Flash".

When making this gesture, the air near 'Mystic Wing' continued to tremble, making a thunder-like explosion.

The next second.

The black long sword broke out of Scale Shield.

He slashed towards Xun in the distance.

The sky and the earth change color.

The world seems to be only black and white.

All that remains is an ink silhouette.

Xi is no exception.

At this time, a Black Threads suddenly crossed the middle of the big cat's figure.

Then, using this Black Threads as the benchmark, the figure of Xi was dislocated up and down.

moment.

Black Threads crisscrossed one after another.

In the electric light and flint, I don't know how many lines of Black Threads are outlined.

Even the figure of Hsiao was fragmented!

Time seemed to have pressed the pause button.

When Xi's mouth opened slightly, the giant beast suddenly sprayed out streams of blood, and wounds appeared on its body.

A tail flew into the air.

Two toe claws fell to the ground.

The hair is flying all over the sky.

Even the beast soul on the back was blurred in an instant.

Pouring.

The shrill roar resounded through the sky, echoing among Forbidden Land, and could even be heard at the base.

In Luo Yan's 'Unbounded Blazing Eyes', Xi's energy and blood plummeted, and half of it disappeared in an instant.

Then it slowly decreases, but is not cleared directly.

At this time, everything returned to its original color. It was no longer the bleak black and white.

Xi panted violently, and his body was instantly cut with wounds that were as deep as the bone, and he was severely injured in an instant.

Luo Yan Throat is dry.

My heart was pounding.

He knew that what Di Zheng used just now was 'Thunder. Flash', but this type of Combat Skill, in the state where 'Mystic Pattern' appears, is obvious, no matter in terms of expression, means of casting or power.

There are obvious differences!

Originally, this style Combat Skill was used by mechas to strike at extremely fast speeds, but now it is performed in a way similar to releasing sword energy.

But compared to it, the power of sword energy is like a firefly to the sun!

At this time, Xi let out an angry roar, and the black mist pouring down from the black sky pillars suddenly accelerated.

And in the thick mist, there were roars, and as the mist surged, the silhouettes of giant beasts were outlined.

Black mist filled the air, and the beast Shadow Flight was galloping.

It was as if animals were running wildly in the thick black fog.

Soon, a group of black mist suddenly rushed forward, transformed into a Lili, and crashed towards the 'Mystic Wing' with great ferocity.

'Mystic Wing' raised his arm, pulled out the black long sword Black Light Rays, and split open the Lili that was transformed into black mist.

The fog beast dissipated immediately.

But more fog beasts appear. These fog beasts outline the shapes of various giant beasts and can use the abilities of various giant beasts.

For a time, the 'Mystic Wing' one-faced beasts were being attacked by Eight Gates from all directions every second.

'Mystic Wing' raised Scale Shield, guarding the vital point. After resisting for a few seconds, the black sword was raised high.

When it fell again, it triggered waves of thunder, which quickly combined and turned into a five-clawed Coiling Dragon in an instant.

This divine dragon transformed from thunder and lightning, with a length of nearly three hundred meters from head to tail, Thunder Dragon shook its head and tail, opened its mouth and roared silently, and crashed into the mist beasts of various shapes.

Thunder Dragon is invincible, no matter it is a low-level monster or a mid-level beast, it will scatter when hit.

Thunder Dragon wandered in all directions, circling around 'Mystic Wing' and 'White Dragon', and intercepted the wave of fog rushing towards the two mechas.

Watch the Thunder Dragon, Luo Yan Adam's apple slide up and down.

That's a variation of Combat Skill'Thunder. Wanjun'.

Like the previous Combat Skill, this Combat Skill has also changed its form and increased its power.

This should be the improvement brought by 'Mystic Pattern'.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan felt a surge of desire and expectation in his heart.

He also wants to get this power!

Seeing that his mist wave couldn't cross the thunder pool, the cat-man and beast soul on his back waved fish-scale flags in the wind, and the pressure suddenly increased.

The beast soul raised up, turned the head of the gun upside down, and threw out the blade-swallowing spear.

This phantom gun immediately broke through the air, passed through the black mist, penetrated Scale Shield and the mecha in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

'Mystic Wing' froze for a moment, then continued to retreat, and continued to retreat.

Scale Shield raised high and came out.

The left shoulder of the mecha suddenly exploded, and a burst of electric fire exploded from the front and back at the same time, spewing out countless fragments.

Just one blow.

The arm of 'Mystic Wing' could not move and hung down on the side of the fuselage.

Through the feedback from the mist, Xiao knew that the mecha had lost its hand and its shield.

Immediately striking while the iron was hot, the beast soul on its back began to make strange movements again, as if it was a sacrifice or some mysterious and ancient ritual.

Following the movement of the beast soul, Xi once again used some kind of Exotic Arts, so that the surrounding black mist no longer attacked the Thunder Dragon defense line in vain.

The black mist howled and receded, and then waterfalls flowed upstream and merged into the sea of fog above.

The dark sea of fog was churning wildly, with red light flashing in it, as if red thunder was exploding.

Then the sea of fog changed dramatically, and the fog in the center slowly dropped, outlined lines, and gradually evolved into a huge head.

This head is no different from that of a snake.

There is even an open vertical pupil!

It occupied the sky, blocked the night sky, and roared toward the mecha on the ground that shook the world.

In the storm-like Great Sound, a thick sphere condensed from a large amount of black mist crashed down.

The red light inside this mist bead flashed, exuding astonishing pressure, tearing the void, revealing the connotation of destruction and death, and setting like a black sun.

In the cab of 'Mystic Wing', Di Zheng raised his eyebrows. "It's difficult..."

"Sure enough, it's Overlord Level. It's safe to have two Divine General Mechas in action."

"It's just me now."

"The odds of winning are probably only 50%, right?"

The man with the stern face raised the corner of his mouth again.

"Five makes five percent!"

"The odds of winning are not high, so risk your life!"

Immediately, every Mystic Pattern on 'Mystic Wing''s body radiated golden light, the wings on the back of the mecha spread out, and the breath released was Zhang Yang fiery.

The mecha at this moment was like an oven, its breath was like fire, burning blazingly, and powerful waves roared and spread to all sides.

'Mystic Wing' squatted down slightly, then soared into the sky, like a moth flying into a flame, without hesitation, rushing forward towards the black sun above its head!