Daomen Invasion

Is done.

Xiahe rejoiced in his heart, quietly receded, the black wave spread, the magician's range magically turned into ripples, sweeping the battlefield.

Death ripple!

The Warhammer slammed down, and the leather armor fighter was just detached from the petrified state, and was smashed into a rag of mud by the Warhammer.

He didn't understand why he was unable to stimulate his skills because of the self-defense leather armor. I do n’t know the petrification ability of the violent earth puppet, which was originally not lethal, but it can delay the activation of equipment skills for all enchanted equipment. This is the use of violent earth puppets.

boom!

Soul guardian!

Xia He watched the two violent earth puppets not hold for a few seconds, was smashed by the enemy, the death ripples swept over, he forcibly blocked the blow, and drifted away.

The mage looked somber and did not pursue him. He summoned his men to gather together. The corpses on the ground could no longer be called corpses, and even the bones were smashed by the warhammer. The leather armor is still intact, and the pair of wrists are not damaged.

The Master was frightened and angry, but Yu Lian was a master of boxing, and he gave himself a monk's reel of resignation.

So dead? The pirate who faced Bloody Mary before was not injured.

All things happened at the same time. Xiahe paid attention to the ghost and found that the ripples of death had swept through, and the breath of the ghost was lighter, and he was still crawling in the shadows. Being attacked by magic, the devil twitched his teeth. It has a short lifespan, and when Fu Luo was manufactured, it began to consume. Now its life is coming to an end, and the emotions of the person who made him cannot be understood.

Ghosts and gods have been around since ancient times. There are those who live forever and those who die forever.

The Dragon and Tiger Palace controls the rules of ghosts and gods, and has built a lot of achievements on Fulu. Xiahe sighed slightly as he felt the emotion of the imp.

This little demon fought side by side with himself, as if a fate suddenly emerged between heaven and earth. It was short, shallow, and unavoidable. It may be the feeling that life is perishable, let the Taoist pursue longevity.

The Master looked at the meat sauce on the ground, and his tone was abrupt: "We have to revenge for Yulian."

"Master Ghost Eye, that magician ..."

The swordsman hesitated for a moment, and the mage raised his hand to stop him, saying, "He can't sneak attack anymore, I have mastered his magic frequency, and there will never be a problem of unrescue next time."

"I'm going to find him." The thief simply started sneaking. He saw dissatisfaction in the eyes of the mage, and a trace of viciousness. Everyone has followed the mage for quite a while, and the thieves know the mage's conduct best. He doesn't value money, and the rewards for his men are very rich, but the Master is very careful.

If you do something wrong, he will never forgive.

Another frost eye appeared, crystal clear, with the coldness of frost and snow, slowly moving in the air, not avoiding the enemy. The mage looked up at Frost's Eye, and the hatred in his heart was beyond description.

I was deceived by this thing. In a flash of more than a dozen frozen rays, I would do my best to defend myself. Not only did he not counterattack the enemy, he also failed to add a magic shield to the company.

Otherwise, how could Yulian be smashed into meat sauce with a hammer.

The moment of weakness was the reason why Yulian was killed. He was so angry because he was afraid that his little brother would see it. The magician who released the Frost Eye saw through his heart.

Xiahe could see that the opponent's team had just experienced a battle, and the loss was not small, but he was still not sure about killing the magician. It was still possible to cut off the wings, and as soon as the thieves sneaked, Xiahe stopped and turned to release a misty electric chain. The mage responded quickly this time, and before he could wait for the electric chain to condense, he put on a gust of wind.

Xiahe was followed by a storm electricity chain, two winds rolled together, the electricity chain flickered, and Xiahe instantly saw the rogue's sneaking position. The magic book in his hand unfolded, and three flaming fireballs poured out.

The small blue fireball jumped to the thief, which had reached a diameter of more than five meters. The thief's skills were affected by the electric chain, and the hurricane step was not displayed. A talisman exploded on him, and the golden light enveloped his body. Three blue fireballs engulfed his figure.

Meteor fire rain!

The mage released his magic angrily, and the clouds over the battlefield were covered with clouds, and the location of Xiahe's hiding in the fire and rain fell heavily. Every fireball is a burning rock.

Elemental Shield, Phase Black Ice Shield, Elemental Armor ...

Xiahe gave himself three defensive magics one after another, and at this time, the imp had approached the enemy in the shadow. Under Xiahe's order, the little ghost over a foot tall swooped on a ranger. The Ranger was carrying a bow and arrow on his body, and Xiahe was also terrified, so he set off against him.

The Master watched as Xiahe left the area covered by the meteor fire with the magic shield, his own rogue was burned to ashes in three giant fireballs.

Ranger also has a level of more than fifteen. The devil rushed up, and the ranger felt a cold body and shivered. A black death air appeared on him, and the imp demise on the spot. It didn't have much life, and its level was low. When it hit the ranger's anger, it could only leave a death mark on the ranger and then dissipate.

The Master's face was blue, and he wanted to chase Xiahe. The ranger behind him suddenly fell silently.

A flash of lightning hit the ranger's heart, and the blue ice cone came one after another. The ranger's magical armor was useless, and the entire body was pierced by the ice cone. This ice cone is more than one meter long, and the middle is thicker than the fist. The mage turned to look at the ranger's body and calmed down completely.

I've got a trouble I shouldn't have caused! The magician on the opposite side is killing people.

Killing is not just about killing too much, but also the calmness of this kind of killing, treating people as dead, indifferent to life. The boxer, thief, ranger, and the three strongest men around him were killed in a flash. The opponent is as calm as the machine, using precise techniques to cut off his wings one by one.

He remembered that ice cone, a blue ice cone more than one meter long, pierced the beauty he caught, and he hadn't had time to enjoy it.

Now the magician is back, hunting his men.

The Master's hand was clenched tightly, and a rune was cold in his palm.

There are five left.

Xiahe is not far away, he wants to weaken the magician's wings, and then duel with the mage.

The thieves will be invisible and good at crit crit. Rangers have long-range bows and arrows. Xiahe will give them priority to solve them. Xiahe also had secret hatred in his heart, and the mage ran into it and had to do it himself. As a result, some scrolls were wasted, and the magic book was also consumed. If there is time to replenish it, if the **** Mary ’s pirate arrives, if he does not have time to replenish, it is a substantial loss of combat effectiveness.

The Master ’s own ice cone is difficult to lock. It is estimated that he still has a substitute for death, so he might as well not use it. The other party also knows that this skill is weird, beware of it, and must be tense.

The Master looked at his four remaining men and said in a deep voice: "His skill consumption is definitely not small ..."

Before the voice fell, the mage pointed the finger at the ground in anger, and heard a bang, dozens of teeth of the earth broke down together, and Xiahe was like mocking him. Hellfire.

Magic dispels!

Xiahe was surprised to find that his **** was dispelled by the wizard's magic, and the effect was weakened several times. The range is only a few meters in size, and only burned a big swordsman of the other party, and the rest were not affected.

But it doesn't matter, as long as your magic is not completely dispelled, it means that the other party's restraint ability is insufficient, and the consumption will be correspondingly greater. Competition magic? Xiahe has a six-life symbol, and the speed of Qi recovery is quite fast.

Sand Dust Tornado!

Xiahe did not instantaneously, but prepared six seconds before releasing this magic. The longer the preparation time, the greater the possibility of being discovered by the other party. The process of the magician activating magic power and releasing magic is also a dangerous period of exposing himself.

A turbid tornado flew to the ground, five meters in diameter and more than thirty meters high. The wind was thunderous and made a rumbling sound, blowing towards the mage and his men without any cover.

Mage's face with white powder was a little bluish, and the other party's magic power was far beyond his expectations. He saw that the opponent's level was not as high as his own, but his magic dispel could not be fully effective. He suddenly retreated, and it didn't matter if his men died. He had a system that he carried with him. It was easy to obtain wealth, and it was no big deal to recruit another batch.

If you are dead, then I'm sorry for the identity of the protagonist.

But before he left, he still wanted to try his last stroke.

Got you!

The mage chanted a strange spell in his mouth. Several gold lines flew out of his body, penetrating the body of his four men, and the expressions of his four men were also strange, facing the tornado.

Their feet were as if they were nailed to the ground. Despite the shock of Shashuo in the tornado, the armor had been shattered, but there was a firm look in their eyes.

kill!

Four people are like violent puppets, breaking through the tornado and leaping towards Xiahe.

Dark thorns!

The four thorns burrowed out of the ground like lightning, accurately predicting the speed of the enemy. Xiahe heard the sound of the bow string breaking again. The black thorns were roughly ripped apart, and in the eyes of the four people, the golden light was reddish.

Rejuvenation ...

what!

The first big swordsman who had been injured himself screamed, Xiahe's rejuvenation fell on him, and he immediately felt the pain caused by the golden thread in his body.

This pain directly affects the soul. He didn't notice it before, and it was muddled, but now he knows that wearing a strange thing in his body is like a puppet's lead. Another break of the thread is on the ghost's eyes.

"Ghost eyes, you pit me!" The great swordsman wanted to turn around, but the golden thread in his body pulled his hands and feet and continued to run forward.