Evil Dragon Against The Heaven

God's speed is too fast, and a blink of an eye is out of their sight. The souls of the souls are also a long sigh of relief... They certainly know why God is far away from Lingjie, not to bring them back to them. Because, for God's happy, the wind of the disaster will continue to stun for a while, when he will become a drag of the soul of the heavens, but also will be killed in the hands of the players of the East... and the soul of the soul Although there is a sense of war and death, but the heart does not want to die in the hands of these Dong people. For Ling Jie... With his ability to go, he really is not suitable for this chaotic group battle. If he is brought back, it will take a long time, he will once again encounter danger, and it is better to let God go away. Take him away and the two go to a safe place. So, after God was in a coma, Ling Jie could take him away immediately.

After they left, Zuo Bianjun, Su Feifei, Meng Yuyi, and Situ Brothers all regained their spirits. They tried their best to resist the siege of the Dongpu Army, stifling them, lacking Lingjie or not too much. The impact, but the lack of the poisonous fog of God, their pressure increased significantly, even they do not know, how long they can persist.

the other side……

God Xiaoyao has been taking Lingjie out of the kilometer, far away from the location of the East Army. When he was just brought up by God, Ling Jie was suddenly stunned by the wind that was poured into the chest. When he was awake in the cold wind, he immediately understood what he was trying to do: "Happy, Stop!!"

As he struggled, God also quickly stopped, and too much inertia allowed him to buffer a few tens of meters to completely stop. His body shines green, releasing a momentum that makes people almost afraid to look at it. At this time, God's happyness is his peak. He was originally prepared to play when he could not support it. As the last stroke before his death, he did not expect it, but it was used in Ling Jie.

"Happy, you have used the wind of disaster... Although your current ability is stronger than the original, the duration of the wind has increased greatly, but the punishment of the coma has not disappeared, you are like this..." Looking at God Ling Meng's green mans, Ling Jie is anxious, but also self-blame ... more deep sorrow and spread the warmth of the heart.

"I can't watch you being killed by them." God nodded and licked his mouth, turned to look at the direction of the East Army, and said: "We are safe now... Xiaojie, you first go back to the city. Well, this is not a weak escape, but a choice you must have. We can all die in the hands of Dongpu people, but you can't, you have a grass sword on your body. This is the sword of honor that the older brother snatched from Dongpu. You must not be taken back by the Dongpu people, so you should leave first. This is not a joke."

"I know." Ling Jie nodded, then cried and asked: "What about you?"

"I...hey." God smiled and smiled: "Of course I am a deserter like you. I have been with you for so long, can I still understand your kid? I am younger than me, and better than me." Still stubborn and stubborn. If I am not with you, it is estimated that you will not escape if you kill you. So, rest assured, you will be a deserter with you, I will run with you as a deserter, the farther the better, I don't want to It’s good to die in the hands of these Dongpu people, find a quiet place to sleep for a while... But before that, give me tens of seconds to run back and let go of a poison and say... Hey, it’s me for a month. The strongest poison that can only be used once."

Speaking of the words "the strongest poison", the incomprehensible sin of God's smile, insidious, has a devilish viciousness.

Among the souls of the heavens, Ling Jie and Shen Xiaoyao have always been the closest, because they are similar in age, have a young and energetic heart, and have many similarities in their personality, and they all join the soul of the heavens. Ling Jie looked at God for a while, turned his gaze and looked at the far north. There was a bigger team, and there were Meri and Kelly, who had been inactive.

"Happy, can you do me a favor?" Ling said, the voice is calm and serious.

God Xiaoyao rarely saw such a look from Ling Jie’s face, bowed and said: “What is busy?”

"In your current state... is it enough to reach that high platform?" Ling Jie reached out and pointed to the observation deck in the distance. Although it is more than three kilometers away from here, on this vast, high-quality plain, you can still see a silhouette, which is enough to make it easy to identify that it is a watchtower.

"Enough... Xiaojie, you want to..." God looked at him and vaguely guessed what he wanted to do.

"I don't want to be a deserter... The big brother and the Fifi sister are fighting so hard, and I want to... I can't escape! I am the soul of the soul, I said, this is the most glorious I have ever grown up. One thing, but also because of the soul of heaven and the evil spirit of heaven, I really feel that I have grown up. I can't lose face for my own identity." Ling Jie said seriously and calmly: "That is the watchtower... inevitable It is the place where the whole army is commanded. Since my ability is not suitable for killing these Dongpu soldiers, let me kill the squadrons! The thief will smash the king first... If the leader dies, it should be enough for them to mess up for a while. !! This is the place I can find, the one that best reflects my value, happy, send me in the past!"

"No!!" God shouted and shook his head: "It's too dangerous! It's more dangerous than I just said. I just said that we can all die, but you can't."

"You can rest assured, I will complete the task!" Ling Jie bit his teeth, the sound is exactly like iron: "And, I will never lose the grass sword, believe me! Believe me happy!"

Ling Jie clenched his fist and said in the most firm voice, watching him with the most determined eyes.

"but……"

"Trust me!!"

"Okay." God nodded, then grabbed Ling Jie's arm and said, "Hey, don't be so excited. You are one of my few good friends. I don't believe who you believe... well. It seems that the place where my strongest poison is released has to be changed. Xiaojie, my remaining time, probably just enough to send you over, you can only rely on yourself... and, according to me The survey, the watch station is likely to be the strongest team in the East, 'Eternal Sun', but I believe you can beat them... Let's go!!"

Under the scream of God's sigh of relief, the two men rushed to the east like a wind.

The road they are rushing to, both of them know very well, this is a dead road. Because the rear is the most important place to stay in the enemy, but also the place where the masters stay the most. When they get there, God will enter a coma, Lingjie will be alone, and both of them will die.

But God is still doing this...

This is the trust between them!

The movement of God's happyness also naturally attracted the attention of the Zuo Bianjun and others. The left-winged army slammed the shield and slammed a few words in the talker to ask where they were going, but did not get an answer.

On the plains of the eastern part of Tianchen City, a group of greenish winds were rolled up, and it was suitable for Lingjie and Shenyaoyao at this time. After God’s long-suffering breeze, he was shocked by the fact that he was not trained by the poisonous sages, so that Ye Tianxie could not be seen. At this time, there was an unprecedented horror, and the Dongjun Army who stayed behind could only Seeing the shadows passing by, unable to capture the images of people, can only be regarded as a strange wind that suddenly blows up.

One kilometer, two kilometers, three kilometers...

When Shen Xiaoyao took Ling Jie to stay in front of the Observatory's observation deck, hundreds of Dongpu masters who were under the watchtower discovered their proximity. In the face of the two people who fell from the sky, they stayed at least. After three seconds, they screamed and rushed up.

The watchtower is a total of 30 meters high, winding around the circular staircase, and there are a total of thirteen people on the top... From the signs of the twelve people, they are indeed the most powerful team of Dongying, the "eternal sun", no doubt, even the first A master "son of the sun god" is also there. And the black people who were surrounded by them did not see the appearance, but obviously, it should be the chief commander of this wave of the Eastern Army... The eternal sun can be surrounded by him, the identity of this person...

"Desperate poisonous fog!!" The state of the "fighting wind" of God is a few times longer than before. At this time, the green light on his body still has not dissipated, facing hundreds of rushing Dongpu masters. He screamed, the green smog spread quickly, and every master who touched the smog gave a strange scream, and painfully slammed his eyes... The sinister sin of God’s sorrow His eyes are blind and then quickly deprived of their vitality.

"Xiaojie, go up!! Those few people rely on you... I will deal with it, let's go!!"

At the end of the day, God took up the demon snake and rushed to the person in the poison fog. Under the catastrophic wind, his attacking ability would not increase, but his attack speed was several times soaring. With the basic attack ability is quite weak, he can kill these masters. Ling Jie nodded hard and set foot on the circular staircase of the observation deck. He ran up quickly... In the eyes, it flashed colder and sharper than the blade...

Their appearance also allowed the quick response of the temporarily unmoved Dongpu rear, such as the rapid flooding of the tide... God's eyes were swept away, at least a thousand people. The appearance of the two of them led to the rapid return of thousands of troops. It is clear that the identity of the person on the watchtower is absolutely unusual, so they will move to such a large scale.

Counting the rest of his catastrophic state, he stopped his movements and listened to the painful sorrow of the smog in the middle of the smog. His face showed an increasingly dark sneer...

5...

4...

3...

This is the time left by his catastrophic wind. When the state is over, it is when he falls to the ground and stuns.

"Ghosts... Luo...they are buried!" With the rapid approach of thousands of people, hundreds of arrows and magic have already flown toward him. He did not dodge, but put away the demon snake, facing They opened their hands...