Daomen Invasion

The elf pseudo-god shook his armor and made a clicking sound. The armor was originally made of stone, and after penetrating into the divine power, it turned into a metal structure with distinct layers.

"This is the spirit of the elves. Fortunately, you are good at bows and arrows. You bless the cavalry with magic, and you can only take turns to attack, and fight for ... to kill him." Xiahe sighed. In this battle, most of them are going to die. They have to use soldiers and even students' lives to weaken the elves.

The elf pseudo-god took a breath, and drew a lot of divine power into the body, then he stepped outward, stepped out of the temple, and came to the square.

Anderson saw that the elven pseudo-god was moving like a magic flash, and he didn't keep it anymore. The fingers of his hands were twisted to form a weird spell, and a magic cannon appeared in front of him.

Boom!

A fiery red projectile bombarded the elven pseudo-god's chest, the elven pseudo-god's chest collapsed, the armor was blown to the side, Xiahe hurriedly released a porcelain doll, hugged Anderson and ran back.

"Charge!" Twenty-five soldiers formed a phalanx, and the horse rushed to kill it. The elven pseudo-god was shaking and the sword was swept, and the five soldiers in the front row were even cut into four pieces with horses. The knight in the back row didn't change color, and slammed forward with a lance, and the elven pseudo-sword counterattacked.

Saw the knights in the second row flying in midair, and the knights in the third row could not bear to see it.

Puff puff ...

The light of the elf pseudo-god was scattered. He stepped back half a step and punched forward. The cyan light exploded. The rest of the knight was rigid and the horse was rolling on the ground. It was as rigid as a sculpture.

"Charge!"

The second cavalry squadron rushed immediately, and the magicians' magic flow came like a shock. The spirit of the elf pseudo-god was rippling, he struggled forward, and the figure flew from the cavalry team to the center of the mage regiment.

Collective flashing!

Professor Sus exhibited his group teleportation skills, only slightly later, leaving the bodies of twelve students on the ground.

The fifth element prison cage, mage totem, thunder stone!

Porcelain puppets sprinted with the collapsed Anderson, and Anderson saw his student died, and his heart was grieved, but he couldn't blame Asla, and Asla would not send in groups.

It's not bad if Asra can grab him, then Nas ... also tried his best.

On the battlefield, Anderson's mind became clear, and everything was clearly seen.

Asra's Pray, Stram Protozoa.

The two magics fell on Anderson, and the feeling of prostration disappeared quickly, even the magic power was soaring. The porcelain doll put down Anderson, and Anderson took a bottle of potion and poured it.

Anyway, this thing is only effective in the illusion, kill the monster first.

After that, he could not control it.

The flames that he had just before, still hurt the elven pseudo-god. The armor of the pseudo-god is itself a false artifact, and the defense is amazing. His epic magic hit with all his strength, and he also started the magic boiling, which is still dead under the legend. If it were n’t for this weird creature, someone else would solve it if they came again.

Asra, you have to hold on.

Anderson is here to restore the spiritual and magic power, and strive for another blow.

Under the totem of the mage, the fifth element prisoner persisted for half a second before being freed by the elven pseudo-god. A thunder stone fell in the air and smashed the elven pseudo-god's helmet.

The long green hair of the elf pseudo-god spread out, and his face was covered with blood.

Years of star frost, butterfly dance.

Years and Stars Frost is a variant of Arcane Torrent, which is more complicated. It seems to wash away with the power of years. The light of the elven pseudo-god dissipates quickly. Around him, dozens of metal butterflies fly up and down, and the degree of sharpness of the wings is still Beyond the wind blade.

The waves of fire fell one after another, and the elf pseudo-god forcibly broke through the siege of the butterfly dance, and the armor on his body fell off again. He came to Xiahe in one step, and his sword was as bright as electricity.

Poo, the blade inserted into Xiahe's heart, Xiahe's figure disappeared, and the body appeared in the original position of the false god. If he didn't want to attack, he was killed this time.

Auto-trigger skills also have limits. If the soul does not sense, it is likely that life-saving skills will burst after you die. Daomen has a lot of sneak attack skills, aimed at armored equipment.

Poof!

The blade of the elven pseudo-god is once again inserted into the heart of Xiahe. This momentary movement, the phantom flash of Xiahe is still cooling down.

The blade was inserted into a doll, and the gold coins in the doll's body shattered.

Xiahe pounces forward, wind riding!

The gold coin doll blocked an injury, Xiahe was approaching at the same time, the elf pseudo-god was turning to use a knife to draw the cavalry rushing from behind, Xiahe's sacrifice **** Thunder was printed on his back, and at the same time, Suss's ten FireWire also caught his right leg.

Boom!

The fighting spirit broke out on the cavalry. In a row of five, they knocked down the elven pseudo-god to the ground. The horse behind ran wildly, and the elven pseudo-god protected the face with both hands. The war horse stomped past him, the spear pierced, and the spirit of the elf was furious. The damage caused by such an attack is not high, but it blasphemed the dignity of his gods.

The earth devours ...

The elven pseudo-god stood upright from the ground, the line of fire on his leg broke, and golden blood flowed out. He turned to pounce on Sus, Sus escaped with a flash, and the shackles of Xiahe's fate fell on him again.

Purple electric ice cone.

The ice cone pierced and penetrated the armor, stuck on the elven pseudo-god. Another wave of cavalry rushed in, blasting with axe on his hand, and twenty-five handles were chopped on his body at the same time.

Poof!

The sword swept across, and the light from the sword exploded, twisting the cavalry into corpses.

Years of star cream.

As long as this skill cools down, Xiahe will immediately release it. This skill is not so lethal, but it can restrain the elves and hypocrites, so that he can't immediately cast his skills.

A fireball in Suss's hand shrank rapidly, split into two, and finally there were only two pupils with large pupils. As soon as he shook his hand, the fireball separated left and right, and fell silently on the elven pseudo-god. The elven pseudo-god could not move instantaneously, forcibly propped up the divine light to resist, and moved the knife sideways.

He swept away four students with a knife, this time dead Xiahe's class leader Ye Linna.

Before Ye Linna was out of the game, she did not forget to put two fireballs on the wound of the elf pseudo-god.

Xiahe released so much magic, and he didn't find the key point of the elven pseudo-god. Waves of cavalry rushed up and could only cause minor damage to the elves. The elf pseudo-god rushes left and right, occasionally releasing a teleport, which will kill several or even more than twenty people.

The fifth element prisoner, the fire is heavy!

Xiahe ’s magic, and Anderson formed a joint skill. In Suss ’s hand, a sharp triangle whistled out and penetrated through the wound exploded by the fire.

There are very few cavalry left, the elves are scarred, and Xiahe ’s invincible skills are all in the cool down period.

After this wave of attack, the sound of the mountain collapsed came from the body of the elven pseudo-god.

Xiahe finally knew what Suss's strongest magic was, and released the rock triangle. Suss comatose directly and was teleported to his side by the elf pseudo-god, and split his head with a knife.

Elf pseudo-god opened a jet of golden blood, the body of Sus exploded and burned, and the blood of the **** quickly evaporated.

Pseudo-God lowered his head and saw the empty wound in his abdomen, as if a mountain collapsed, even his body could not bear it.

"Charge!"

The few remaining cavalrymen organized again, and the fighting broke out unrestrictedly. The soldiers had no intention of surviving, nor did they think they could kill the monster.

"Billy, you can go and find Medirelli. Angel, you too." Xiahe ordered. Billy is a student of Anderson and Angel is a student of Sousse. The two hesitated, knowing that Asla was to make the two teams have more points.

The later the group disappears, the more points you earn.

Ring of rebellion!

Xiahe saw more and more skills falling into the cooling, and suddenly cast this magic of destiny. The frequency of the attack was too fast, and the magic poured out. Now that Sousse is out, Anderson looks half dead.

Poof!

The elf pseudo-god passed by, and Anderson was decapitated by him, and the two lecturers of the Western Academy next to Anderson were not spared. In a trance, Xiahe returned to the secret room of the mission tower, and returned to the illusion in less than half a second.

The Elven Pseudo-God continued to teleport, and after killing Anderson, another knife fell on Xiahe, but Xiahe suddenly disappeared in small hours. It seemed as if I had gone to another world, that world was even broader, and there were infinite worlds.

It was such a trance, Xiahe's figure returned to this illusion, almost touching him face to face.

No, this is not a human magician, but a weird elf?

When Xiahe returned, he immediately had a transforming technique. He didn't know whether he could deceive the pseudo-god. His transforming technique was not good. Until now, he could only become a half-elf.

Eye of Asra!

Xiahe's eyes fixed on the elven hypocrite, forcibly releasing his magic of destiny. Among the three destiny magics, this one is the most uncontrollable. But although the elf pseudo-god is half disabled, no one is available on his own.

Even if Medirelli did not leave, it was probably not the opponent of this false god.

Before Xiahe was worried that things would become uncontrollable, he would die now, what future would he care about? Anyway, it is an illusion, but it will not really change history.

This magic of fate, by observing the present, changes the past, and the effect ends.

However, as long as the past has changed, it will also change now. Xiahe's Asra's eyes fell on the elven pseudo-god. The elven pseudo-god widened his eyes in horror, and a terrible feeling filled his soul.

What happened to me?

Make mistakes for the gods, deprived of his power, is it still a statue? How can this be?

The elven pseudo-god feels stiff, as if he were still a statue. He could not move at all. He could only hear the spirit and the sound of prayer from the elves.