Chapter: 8633

Elder Zhao took a deep breath, and the pressure in his heart doubled: "Time is running out, and the ownership of the Destiny Pearl should also be contested."

He sent a voice transmission to his subordinates: "We can't beat the Cave Ruo Holy Land. I am not the opponent of the Five Demon Lords, but this Destiny Orb must be snatched. When necessary, you collectively defend and hold the Five Demon Lords for three seconds." , I can get the Destiny Pearl!"

Another super sect team thought more, the team leader said via voice transmission: "When the battle is over, let's attack the other teams together, get the Orb of Destiny and leave as soon as possible, and someone will respond after we go out, we are not afraid of other people .”

Zhang Han, on the other hand, was a little helpless: "It seems that it is getting harder and harder to defend."

Whoosh whoosh!

A place where a person flies quickly to the four chains.

At this time, the giant golden-armored beast was still sleeping.

"Where are you going?"

Zhang Han suddenly said, and flashed to the front of the golden-armored giant beast.

The other three avatars can all use their defensive abilities.

Boom boom boom!

Round after round of attacks began.

Wumo Xianjun is a chicken thief, he came straight to the polar body, and the breath of the polar body dropped quickly.

The other two teams also attacked the Thunder Body and the Great Demon Body.

These two clones withstood the pressure.

However, it also consumes energy faster.

"He's about to be wiped out."

The team that looks like a holy land keeps attacking the Ji Dao body.

Crash!

Finally, under everyone's eyes, the polar body dissipated.

"died!"

Many people were pleasantly surprised.

Finally found an opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

However, the next second.

The polar body re-condenses.

"what happened?"

Including the Five Demon Lords, they all frowned slightly, and he said with an attitude of approval: "Such a clone technique must be a fairy technique!"

There was a blaze of fire deep in his eyes.

He wanted this kind of immortal technique very much, and it was precisely because of this thought that he was reluctant to use the few ultimate moves at the bottom of the box, for fear that he would really kill the opponent if he was not careful.

"Keep fighting and see how many times he can be resurrected."