"Klaus, Nami … Come behind me," Risa said.
Risa didn't need to worry about the others, but the Lightning Squad couldn't resist this large-scale magic.
Klaus and the others were ordinary people. They couldn't resist this kind of attack.
The power of the little sun in front of them was probably equivalent to a Tomahawk missile.
"Mr. Magri Modrich, I think they seem to be looking down on you," Doehring said. Doehring said, "When they looked at you, they did not show any respect or fear. You are a tyrant."
Magri Modrich glanced at Doehring, and then at the Americans.
It seemed like, as Doehring said, they were not afraid.
Magri Modrich didn't like this kind of enemy.
He liked to see his enemies terrified and at a loss.
Magri Modrich's right arm, which was raised in the air, moved forward.
The little sun shot towards the center of the camp.
Boom —
The huge flames seemed to be able to destroy everything.
But the fire and impact seemed to be extinguished faster than expected.
Maybe it was because of the rain.
But Magri Modrich believed that the power of the little sun was enough to kill half of them.
The other half would also lose the power to resist.
But when the fire gradually disappeared, the group of Americans still stood in the same place.
They didn't seem to be hurt.
The figures in the camp were messy. Tall, short, men, women, all stood there unevenly.
But in this chaos, there was an indescribable uniformity.
Risa's petite body seemed to be panting, and her face was a bit irritable.
She had absorbed too much heat. She needed to find a place to pour it out.
Or a person …
Just then, a big hand rested on Risa's shoulder.
"Risa, do you need to share some?" Gaia asked.
"No, I like this kind of full load. I can still hold more," Risa said calmly.
Magri Modrich was a bit surprised. Why didn't they die? There wasn't even anyone injured.
Could it be that one of them had some kind of magic that could restrain his little sun?
Jollinash walked out of the camp alone and walked towards Magri Modrich.
"Sir, I think we can talk," Jollinash said, staring at Magri Modrich.
"Have you chosen to surrender?" Magri Modric was still arrogant as he looked down at Jollinash.
"No, give me this spell and I'll let you live, okay?" Jollinash looked at Modric sincerely.
"Haha … Little girl, do you know my name? I'm from the Holy Flame Sect. I'm a tyrant. "Magri Modrich said," Do you know what I'm best at? Or do you think that by blocking one of my attacks, you will have the ability to fight against me? "
"Tyrant?" Touching her chin, Jollinnash turned to West. "Mr. West, will the chairman agree if I call myself Tyrant?"
"If you're called Tyrant, then I'll be called Queen." Lisa immediately joined the discussion.
"You can only call me princess," Morr said.
"No, I don't want to share a name with a bear," Risa said.
Magri Modrich's face darkened. These Yanks didn't seem to care about him at all.
They didn't even care about the Holy Flame Sect. This wasn't good!
"Damn Yanks, you'll pay for your ignorance!" Magri Modrich yelled.
No one liked to be looked down upon or even ignored.
Plus, Magri Modrich was a very hot-tempered person.
Jollinash looked at Magri Modrich. "Seems like you don't agree. But it doesn't matter. I'll make you speak anyway."
Saying this, Jollinash pointed at Magri Modrich and made a shooting motion.
Biu —
A red light shot out from Jollinash's finger.
Magri Modrich immediately cast a magic shield on himself, but the red light instantly shattered the shield and pierced through Magri Modrich's shoulder.
Everyone was shocked. Magri Modrich was injured? He was actually injured?
"Death Ray?!" Magri Modrich was also proficient in fire magic. Of course, he knew this was Death Ray.
It had extremely powerful penetrating power.
Delin's expression changed slightly. It seemed like these Yanks were stronger than he'd imagined.
At least Jollinash's strength surprised Delin.
After all, the person beside him was the tyrant Magri Modrich.
Not everyone could hurt him.
Smiling, Jollinash looked at Magri Modrich.
Magri Modric was even more furious. "Attack at will."
Instantly, more than fifty Holy Flame Sect disciples attacked the members of the Supernatural Organization.
Just then, vines suddenly drilled out of the ground.
These vines came very suddenly and instantly grabbed seven or eight Holy Flame Sect disciples.
The few disciples screamed in agony.
The vines wrapped tighter and tighter around them, almost crushing their bones.
Morid looked at West. "Mr. West, can I kill them?"
"Of course, as you wish." West stood where he was and nodded slightly.
Delin was even more shocked. This young man called Morid was actually such a powerful Nature Plant Spiritualist.
At the same time, Lisa also attacked.
She started to absorb heat and poured it on the Holy Flame Sect disciples.
Lisa slapped more than ten times in the air, each with a powerful and high-temperature impact.
The disciples who couldn't cast a magic shield in time were instantly torn to pieces. Even if they had a magic shield, it didn't mean they could withstand the impact. They just didn't end up as pitifully as their companions.
On the other hand, Gatkira and Dongye Tianxi loved this kind of chaotic battle the most.
Most importantly, they could kill people.
Dongye Tianxi, in particular, turned into a samurai the moment he unsheathed his katana.
The weapon he was holding was Demon Blade White-Faced Ghost.
When the blade was unsheathed, demonic aura filled the air.
Dongye Tianxi turned into a wild and cruel monster. There was only slash in his mind.
One slash at a time!
Beside him, Genkira reminded him.
"White-faced Ghost, behave yourself. Otherwise, our boss will throw you into the lava."
Instantly, Dongye Tianxi sobered up.
White-Faced Ghost really wanted to kill Genkira too, but he didn't want to face Chen Zhao's anger.
His current state didn't give him absolute freedom, but it was at least acceptable.
"Damn, these people are hard to deal with. Retreat, retreat!" Magri Modrich yelled.
Suddenly, from the direction of Death Valley, a cloud darker than the night shrouded the area.
。 Nine Heavens Divine Emperor
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