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Chapter 1745 Protoss descends

There are very few figures left in the cave hall.

The strong smell of blood spread in the air, and the only dozens of psychics left were already desperate. The people around them died one after another. They knew that it was their turn.

At this moment, the red light in the hall suddenly gathered towards a place, and the figure formed was the figure.

The figure gradually became clear, two meters tall and handsome. He opened his arms and closed his eyes, and his face was full of enjoyment.

"See the master!"

The Gu Ji on the stage immediately knelt on one knee.

The figure opened his eyes and said, "You really didn't disappoint me. Gu Ji, you did a good job, very well. Although there is very little energy here, it just enough to open the door. Although I only have 30% of my divine power when I came down, it is enough for this place."

"God clan?"

When Zhang Xuan heard what the other party said, he immediately made a guess.

When did these psychics see a person appearing out of thin air?

"Who is this?"

"What's going on?"

The few remaining abilities all looked at the man who appeared in front of him with a look of surprise.

The man who appeared smiled slightly, "I am the heavenly spirit, the third god clan, the son of God!"

Tian Ling opened her eyes and glanced at the psychics. The bodies of those psychics exploded in an instant due to Tian Ling's gaze.

"The feet can move!"

"Run, run!"

Someone suddenly discovered that the energy that bound his feet under his feet suddenly disappeared, and he regained his ability to move.

"Zhao Ji, take action!"

Zhang Xuan didn't even think about it. Since he was a god clan, he was an enemy.

At this time, the formation has ended.

When Zhao Ji heard Zhang Xuan's words, Kang Long Mace appeared in his hand, "I can't help it anymore! I'll deal with him, you go and catch that Gu Ji first!"

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he rushed directly to Tianling.

Tian Ling didn't care about those psychics running around. For him, when his body had just condensed, he knew who was the main meal here! Seeing Zhao Ji rushing towards him with the Kanglong mace, Tian Ling smiled slightly, "That's not true. I didn't expect that the lowly humans have some strength, which is a good supplement."

At this moment, Zhao Ji had already rushed to Tianling and pulled Zhao Ji with his mace.

Tian Ling clenched his fist and then punched it out. The fist collided with the Kanglong mace. Zhao Ji only felt pain in the tiger's mouth. The opponent's fist wind was carrying a terrible force, which made the Kanglong mace tremble.

Zhao Ji took several steps back continuously, and the trembling dragon mace, carrying Zhao Ji's entire arm, was trembling constantly.

At this time, Zhang Xuan had already jumped up and came to the platform. The human skin mask on his face had broken open the moment he activated his spiritual energy.

"It's you!"

Gu Ji recognized Zhang Xuan at a glance.

"I should have thought that if the orcs can sneak into the surface, there must be the shadow of the gods behind them."

Zhang Xuan grabbed Gu Ji with one hand.

Gu Ji's face changed drastically and she screamed: "Sir Tianling, save me!"

"Not everyone can touch my slave!"

Tian Ling snorted coldly and reached out to grab Zhang Xuan.

Tianling is far away from Zhang Xuan, but while Tianling makes this move, the big hand condensed by red light has appeared behind Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan pinched the tiger shape with his hand, and a fierce tiger appeared. He bit the big hand, but was easily suppressed by the big hand. Another spiritual crane appeared, but the moment it appeared, it was directly slapped out by the big hand.

The gods, this is the so-called strength of the gods.

They claim to be gods and believe that everything in the world is a ants.

Zhang Xuan once met a witch, but the witch at that time was greatly reduced due to serious injuries. In the end, she was restrained by the Scythe and died in her own fear.

But although this heavenly spirit has only 30% of its strength, it only exists 30%, and there are still 30% left, which are two kinds of gratitudes.

It's like a car, which was originally a 100-mile speed, but now it can only run thirty miles, and the speed is limited to thirty miles. It can never run, unless the engine is changed.

There is also a car that has a speed of 100 miles and can run a speed of 100 miles. However, after running, the car needs to be repaired. It’s just that it won’t use the speed until it is necessary, but it doesn’t mean that there is no speed.

If the Witch is the first car.

Tianling is the second car.

The big red hand suppressed the tiger and slapped the spirit crane, and the trend continued to stop and grabbed Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan could only give up the Gu Ji in front of him, and a purple divine sword appeared in his hand, slashed at the big hand, and three consecutive strikes to dissipate Tian Ling's move from a distance.

Tian Ling turned around, looked at Zhang Xuan, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It's interesting. Master a little power of the origin, but it's only a little bit. Your strength should be a top-level power in this lower world, but in our divine realm, it's just a middle and lower level."

Tianling did not take action again, he stood with his hands behind his back, extremely confident.

"Now, the gate of the God Realm is opened, and the powerful people in the God Realm are coming down to the world to find opportunities. And you, with good qualifications, are you willing to become my slave?"

Tianling asked Zhang Xuan very seriously.

When asked if Zhang Xuan was willing to become a slave, the proud look in Tianling's eyes could not be concealed at all. Obviously, it is a very honorable thing to be his slave in Tianling's eyes.

"What about pretending?

Zhang Xuan, is it a hammer of him!"

Zhao Ji roared loudly and waved the Kanglong mace again. Zhao Ji was wrapped in a long black dragon. This was what his blood was like when he burned. This time, he did not recite the mantra again.

Zhao Ji also knew that in such a top-level battle, he could only fight by awakening his bloodline, otherwise he would not be able to participate in it.

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, and colorful fairy lotus appeared under his feet, and colorful divine lights fell from around Zhang Xuan's body to protect him from safety.

If you say that you are showing off, Zhao Ji, who is entangled by the black dragon at this time, is like the demon lord of hell.

And Zhang Xuan, who was filled with immortal light, was like the Nine Heavens God King.

Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji, one in front and the other behind, rushed towards Tianling.

"Since you don't want to surrender, it's a supplement. You two can help me restore my strength to 20%."

Tianling's arms shook, and behind him, a pair of divine light wings appeared. He was really like the god in the myth, terrifyingly powerful.

Tian Ling just waved her hand, and in front of Zhao Ji, the space was a little broken. This was a manifestation of the ultimate power. This world could no longer withstand such a powerful person as Tian Ling.

If Tian Ling is willing, he can collapse a mountain at will and tear the space apart at this time, but Tian Ling did not do this. It is not that he does not want to, but that he dare not.

The gods follow the strong, but they are not lawless. They also have to abide by certain rules.
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