Chapter 882: Rolling the 1st Form Four

At this time, more than a dozen demons routinely broke into the door, and they were beautifully burned to ashes by Su Yuheng.

"Beautiful." Many people around exclaimed.

The people of the Star and Shadow Legion resisted and did not speak, but the excitement in their hearts was hard to hide.

This kind of battle is called joy!

Su Yuheng, the eighth-order spirit king, is indeed worthy of his name. To be able to maintain the flame formation for a long time, there is a lot of stance that one husband is in charge, and ten thousand people are not open.

At this time, there were not many demon soldiers, just a few pathfinders, who were unable to fight back in Su Yuheng's flame formation.

Xuanyuan Hao frowned helplessly, and shook his head: "Junior Sister Su is too impulsive. Although this method is good, if you encounter a high-level magic soldier, it will be troublesome."

Feng Xingying was also concentrating on watching Su Yuheng's demonstration battle. After all, it was the first time that Feng Xingying had seen something so strange as the Gate of Demons.

In particular, the magic soldiers are completely different from the human race and the beast race, because after the magic soldiers were burned to death, they had no flesh and blood, but instead turned into a mass of black gas!

This feeling made Feng Xingying think of ghosts and ghosts.

Fire is really good at restraining such monsters. It's just that if the gate of the demon world is so easy to guard, will the heroes here be talked about?

What we are facing now is just an appetizer. It's like a spiritual master facing a team of recruits composed of ordinary people, and the strength can only be crushed.

What others see is how Su Yuheng is a goddess, and kills the Quartet without being soft-hearted. However, Feng Xingying keenly felt that her face was beginning to darken.

In less than a stick of incense, Xuanyuan Hao had a ten-person team take Su Yuheng's place and brought her out in person.

Su Yuheng, who was brought out, gave Feng Xingying a provocative smug look, did not speak, and sat quietly to adjust his breath.

"What's wrong with her?" Feng Xingying asked Xuanyuan Hao modestly.

"After the demons are killed, there will be a demonic energy that affects our sanity, so our 100-member regiment also has to change shifts every six hours.

Junior Sister Su's spiritual power is consumed too fast, so she will be attacked by demonic energy, but it doesn't matter, she can purify it with her own spiritual power.

If you can't afford it, come out early.

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"Oh." Feng Xingying nodded: "If I can hold on longer, I don't have to come out?"

"This... In principle, it's possible. It's just that this is not the Dou Lingtai. It takes some time to get in and out of the formations. If you encounter any danger alone, someone may not be able to save you."

"Yeah." Feng Xingying nodded. Tao Xingzhou had repeated to them many times, just like monk Tang, about this life-and-death risk.

Su Yuheng was so annoyed by Feng Xingying's words that he almost vomited blood, and regardless of the need to rest now, he raised his eyes and said sarcastically:

"Aren't you the head of a faction? Naturally, you have more means than me. As long as you can insist on not releasing a single monster for half an hour, I, Su Yuheng, will immediately admit defeat!"

Feng Xingying responded with a smile: "I have a lot of methods, how do you know? It is said that Xiuling Academy is well-informed, and it is true."

"You!" Can't you hear the sarcasm? !

Su Yuheng was swept up in Feng Xingying's blood for a while, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Junior Sister Su. Why do you need to know like a newcomer?" Xuanyuan Hao persuaded Su Yuheng to stop her again, so she was willing to take care of herself.

The process of spiritual power turning evil is not so easy. She had less than a stick of incense just now, but she needed an hour to recuperate herself.