June 44: The Glory Slash Through History

Fight, fight and fight!

The strength of personal combat power and weakness in the face of human sea tactics are fully reflected.

The strength of the undead army is still not as strong as that of Gan Jin and others, but there are too many, so there are not only one team of undead magicians, there are more than a dozen magicians teams. They stand on different magic circles and perform various auxiliary magic and attack magic.

Even the hand-held sacred artifact, Cykfolite felt heavy pressure. The function of the sacred artifact these days, Cykfolite has developed its ability to sneak and hide!

The most suitable function is used by assassins to perform assassination! Holding a holy weapon in hand, hiding in a place, waiting for the appearance of prey, hiding itself completely, and then suddenly attacking with a sword!

Such ability is not very useful for team battles. The only use is the holy weapon or the holy weapon. The power released makes the power of Cykfollit soar, like a powerful man who has just become a saint. If there weren't a group of magicians to control it, he might have a chance to rush out!

Like a tide, the attack method of not fearing death was completely unafraid of death, and she clearly felt that if she had not wanted to capture her own people alive, she would have been killed long ago. Those magicians had no ability alone, but when they gathered together, everyone's rare magic elements would have produced strange qualitative changes and quantitative changes with the help of the magic circle, and their power could threaten the powerful people who entered the saint.

If these magicians gather together to make a desperate attempt, they would probably avoid what Zhan Xuan wants to do first, instead of fighting with a domineering force.

This is a magician. He is not powerful alone on weekdays, and he can exert terrible power by putting together. This is why top blood warriors rarely kill them in and out in the army. They often get left behind by the magician legion when they kill in.

Blood was flying, and scars appeared on everyone. These undead were still fierce. Although they did not kill, they could still do things like cutting off one of your legs.

The circle of the six-person battle group was gradually suppressed and smaller, without the initial ferocity and madness.

"Cheer! Give me the sword!" Fen Tu Kuangge's body resisted several fists, and more than a dozen blood marks of swords were cracked on his body: "I'll be the saint!"

Enter the saint! Take the saint instrument and enter the saint!

At a moment of life and death, Burning Tu Kuangge no longer had any fantasies and made more accumulation for himself. Now he is the only one who can quickly become a saint.

The energetic fighting soul has not reached its peak and does not have the conditions to become a saint at all. The other two bloodline warriors are not the kind who can become a saint in one fell swoop. They need time to become a saint.

Become a saint? I instantly understood what Fentu Kuangge was going to do. This guy wanted to release a violent blow of life after becoming a saint, open a breakout hole, and exchange his own death for everyone's life!

"Take handsome! Don't give it!" Dangjin took a deep breath, and continued to use the violent soul realm to make his spirit worse than the beginning. He looked up at the girl with a cold expression in the sky, and a sigh in his heart, Qing'er... Do you really don't remember Brother Jin?

"The fighting soul sleeping in my body! Burn! Boil..."

The sound of energetic words sounded gently between the lips. The three healthy and complete fighting souls that were becoming stronger every moment suddenly shook at the same time. An indescribable soul fire boiled among the three fighting souls, like a rolling volcano awakening from the sleep at this moment and began to emit the most gorgeous eruption.

Burning the soul fighting! In the moment of life and death, the energy exerted a desperate fighting method that hurts oneself, burning the soul fighting! Burning the soul fighting! Burning the soul fighting will cause damage, and you may not be able to become a saint for the rest of your life... Maybe even the soul fighting will disappear...

"Hydra's fighting soul! Bloom the glorious moment of our noble blood! Burn it to me!"

A huge nine-headed black snake phantom rushed into the sky. Their closed eyes opened one after another, and they looked up to the sky and roared unwillingly across the prehistoric world and the long river of history.

"Fallen Angel! Angel falls! Burning!"

"Brother! I can't participate in the Newcomer King Competition! But I won't embarrass you! Soul Fighting! Burning Roar!"

All fighting souls soared into the sky, and the shape of burning flames erupted around them. In an instant, the momentum that had been suppressed suddenly shocked the entire battlefield. Recently, some of the undead were stunned. The six eyes in the sky received the impact of fighting souls and let out a harsh scream, disappearing without a trace...

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The vigorous arms emitted the buzzing sound of the battle knife as they rushed into the fighting spirit. Countless undead troops blocked their eyes. They were jumping, they roaring, they were hissing, they waved the weapons in their hands, and launched fatal attacks again and again.

Once upon a time, the scene from the Iron Arm Mantis' bloodline that desperately rushed to the formation now looks so much like the scene in front of you. That kind of scene, the momentum and glory of the soul's desperately fighting to the formation, are completely integrated with the momentum and motivation.

At this moment, Dynamism truly understood the iron-blooded history and glory of the Iron-armed Mantis Bloodline Family! For the sake of comrades and relatives, this is the reason why you cannot be defeated and cannot retreat! This reason can run through the long river of history!

The fighting spirits formed the blood fighting skills from the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline, splitting the ground! Cutting the sea! Once the huge battle seal was completed, it exploded instantly, mixed with gold splitting continuous slashes, mixed with broken water and cracking waves, mixed with cracking the ground, and joined the sea-cutting!

The four major battle seals completely exploded, and the body turned into a blood-like speed, crushing everything like a tank, and all the fighting souls blocking in front of them were shattered, all the fragile undeads like tofu. At this moment, there was even an urge to cut open the sky.

The three fighting souls began to burn completely, and the four souls battle seals exploded at the same time. The power released by the semi-saint blocking will instantly collapse and shatter!

A powerful person who has just become a saint can't resist the desperate attacks that are eager to take out all the hard attacks. The only choice is to retreat and avoid.

The breath of fierce and violent progress was all integrated into the energetic body, into his fists, his fighting skills, and his soul.

Each attack is an attack that drives souls! The army blocking ahead began to shatter continuously, and the undead who lost their eyes to command. For a moment, I didn't know whether to use powerful magic to directly kill the energy, or to continue to plan to capture it alive.

“Fence up.”

Hai Qing'er's faint words made all the undead continue to execute the command to capture alively, and all kinds of siege magic was cast again.

"Magic? Swallow me!"

Duan Feng Buer raised his hand, and the powerful magic that fell down was immediately sucked into his palm, and waves of blood erupted from under the scales of his body.

If you forcefully absorb the power into the body, without the method of releasing it, you will have such an end if you cannot digest it quickly, and blood will erupt from the scales.

With the instant relief of pressure, everyone's speed of advancing faster!

"Frozen them..."

As soon as Hai Qing'er's words came out, all the magicians cast the frozen magic at the same time.

"Burning Soul Realm!"

Air, light, golden sand! In an instant, the bells of burning flames began to erupt, and even the bodies of some undead warriors who were approaching began to erupt. The burning of the sea of ​​fire completely blocked the frozen breath that was descending outside.

The third pair of wings of Chekfollit were fully extended, and the high heat similar to the Destruction Eye was released from the wings, and it joined the vigorous burning soul realm one after another, causing the burning power to expand again, blocking a frozen breath in an instant.

Assault! Assault! Assault! There was no possibility of escaping from birth, and after fighting, a real light finally revealed.

A faint light flashed inscription on Hai Qing'er's forehead, and the thunder eagle under her feet suddenly fell. Her palms were gently raised and raised gently. A breath of destruction rolled in her palms, gray, and despair, making people unable to see the power of death, and burst out waves of power to enter the saint.

A strong man who has entered the holy level!

A bracelet on Hai Qing'er's white jade's wrist quickly decomposed, turning into a metal glove attached to her palm, emitting the power of a holy weapon. The power of the saint in her body shocked each other and burst out a stronger force. With one palm pressing down, it completely shattered the protective circle of the burning soul domain.

puff!

During the rush to attack, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The soul domain was broken. Even the burning hammer fighting soul had a crack, and the gem-like soul domain also had cracks on the prototype.

The powerful person who enters the saint uses a holy weapon that suits him, and the power he can exert is far more powerful than the warrior who has not entered the saint.

It was just one blow, and it was absolutely not a single blow that used all its strength, and it still exerted extremely powerful power.

If I survive this time... I didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corners of my lips, I must be a saint! The power of becoming a saint is too great!

"Leave……"

"dream!"

All the battle marks in Ganji's body shattered and exploded in an instant. The bloody red blood erupted out of all the hair, forming a thick blood mist that surrounded his body and impacted the strong fighting veins.

What kind of power is it to burst out all the battle marks? I don’t know the motivation, I only know that my body is an absolutely unbearable force.

Violent Soul Realm! Give me the power of this attack to the most violent blow!

Now, the momentum has completely exploded, breaking all the battle marks together, and the bones of the body creaked under the power of the explosion, making the scalp numb and rubbed, and the sound of breaking, and the internal organs seemed to be twisted and entangled together at this moment.

The fighting spirit and fighting skills emitted a powerful bombardment that had never been seen before. Their legs were sore and weak, and they almost knelt on the ground. The ground under their feet could not withstand the impact of the bombardment. All the golden sand within a radius of 300 meters rose into the air, and the earth instantly sank to a depth of ten meters!
Chapter completed!