The transparent photomask smashed into the mud.
Raven Squad Six people were in a mess inside the mask.
Wu Ao After standing firm, he took advantage of the trend and raised his head.
I happened to see Li Zhengyang being blocked by a Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon dozens of meters ahead.
"Hey, is it time to stop eating?"
Wu Ao made a sound of joy, raised his legs and stepped out of the mask.
In the area at the bottom of the valley, the pressure of Mental Magnetic Field makes people feel tight in their chests.
This is the absolute home of their high-quality Psychic Master.
Boom!
The mire on the right is rolling violently.
A larger Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon emerged from the ground.
Both ends Eighth-Rank Martial Artist!
Wu Ao's eyes are straight.
He ignored Li Zhengyang in the distance, raised his hand and pointed directly at the new Eighth-Rank Martial Artist on the right and shouted.
"Brothers! Big life is coming!"
"Let him open his eyes! See what a real spiritual attack is!"
Raven Squad quickly dispersed, and six people formed a formation in the shape of a six-pointed star.
Psychic Power began to surge outward.
"Psychic compression! Hold the tentacle tightly for me..."
Various tactical orders were issued continuously.
The six Psychic Master cooperated with each other to firmly control the Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon in place.
The scene was extremely tragic.
The team members' ears and noses were bleeding outwards, Wu Ao's eyes were bulging, and his facial muscles were twitching crazily.
"Squeeze it! Squeeze it to death!"
Wu Ao Most of his body was shaking, and his gums were bitten until bloodshot eyes appeared.
Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon screamed loudly, and the mental sound waves hit the formation of several people.
The six of them groaned in unison and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Relying on their numerical superiority and professional combined attack formation, they fought to the death, wearing down most of Soul Demon's physical strength.
It took more than ten minutes.
With Wu Ao roaring, the six of them worked together to form a spiritual spear, which pierced the core of Soul Demon from top to bottom!
Soul Demon exploded on the spot!
Bang.
A Soul Crystal fell to the ground.
Wu Ao collapsed in the mud.
He was gasping for air, his chin was covered with blood and he didn't bother to wipe it, and he held the Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Crystal tightly in his arms.
The real Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Crystal!
The five team members next to him were so tired that they rolled their eyes and did not forget to praise him.
"The captain is awesome! His positioning and coordination are definitely textbook level!"
"It's necessary! What's the use of Blood Qi being too high? The magnetic field down there is so abnormal, that kid over there must have had his brains sucked dry by Soul Demon!"
Wu Ao looked proud and held up Soul Crystal in his hand to show off.
"Let's go and see if our Lord Martial Venerable is cold enough. If not, we will have to suffer a little bit, so help him..."
Wu Ao turned his head.
Halfway through his words, he fell silent.
That Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon, now only a mutilated torso is left.
Heavenly Dipper Flying Blades intertwined black afterimages in the air, slashing one after another, slashing Soul Demon's body alive.
Soul Demon opened its big mouth and launched Psychic Pierce with the highest intensity.
The ripples hit Asura Armor on Li Zhengyang.
Absolute Damage Reflection trigger.
Soul Demon was thrown back by his own attack and roared.
"Should I call you mom? It's so noisy."
Li Zhengyang looked impatient.
He thrust Dragon Spear into the mud.
The right hand reaches forward.
Tyrannosaurus Bone's strange power suddenly exploded and grabbed Soul Demon's neck.
His fingers suddenly tightened.
Click!
A Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon that can kill six professionals Raven Squad half their lives.
Just like that, he pinched it with one hand until it exploded.
Bang!
Dots of light scattered across the sky.
Another Soul Crystal hit the mud.
Li Zhengyang turned his wrist and threw it into the storage space of Tactical Watch.
The whole process.
Less than three seconds.
He even breathed smoothly and didn't even break out a drop of sweat.
Dead silence.
Raven Squad The six people were frozen in the mud, their minds going blank.
That's Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon!
Crushed with bare hands?
Li Zhengyang pulled out Dragon Spear and turned to look at the six people who were stunned.
His eyes slowly moved down and stopped at the Soul Crystal that Wu Ao held tightly in his arms.
"The one you have in your hand looks to be in good condition."
"Would you like me to keep it?"