Battle Formations [II]

  One of the demon masters suddenly turned pale, and the sound beam blasted into his body like a bamboo, and the Nascent Soul in the dantian split a small hole on the spot. 

At this moment, his mana was greatly traumatized, and his combat power dropped several times. As long as he hit with a big move, he could die without a place to bury him.

  Holding the scepter of light in one hand and chanting about the high-level demons, and with the help of the fairy-level sword in the stone in the other hand, Peter Longsa, who was constantly guiding the attack with his ultimate attack, suddenly had a purple light in his eyes.

  "Use the atmosphere as a bow, and the brilliance as an arrow, bear the power of my will..."