God Of Slaughter

The 685th chapter of the second magic domain (please ask for the monthly ticket ~~)

Like most of the secrets, there are no sun, moon and stars, no heaven and earth aura, only the strong magic cloud cotton group hangs in the high sky.

The demon domain is dry and cold, and the cold and windy knives generally ravage the earth. There is no warm environment like spring, and there is not much light.

Like the night of the disappearance of God's grace, dark and dark, generally if the mortal comes here, the line of sight will greatly affect, and may not see the scenery at ten meters.

The earth is darkly painted, as if it were coated with a thick layer of ink, giving a heavy feeling.

The stone rock hangs in the air and looks far and wide. It is found on the black lacquered ground, covered with huge deep pits, like the nine deep abyss, deep bottomless, such as the huge mouth of Warcraft, contains the mysterious and mysterious.

Some deep pits, covering a thousand miles, there is no trace of light in the deep pit, reaching out to the fingers, black scary, such as the starry black hole, can engulf all creatures, let people fear.

In the dark land, it is not a grass. On the contrary, there are many trees with sharp thorns and branches, and the smallest one is 100 meters high. It is deeply inserted on the earth, like a demon.

Under the cold wind, the branches with sharp knives danced slowly, and the cold black light came out.

There are a lot of World of Warcraft in the endless forest activities, World of Warcraft killing cruelty, will never be safe, whenever they are fighting, swallowing other World of Warcraft to survive.

The world of Warcraft, with its simple killing and reaching a very high-order existence, will open up wisdom, possess magical powers, and inspire some power of hidden blood souls.

The black lacquered land, the endless forests, and the many broken palaces in the abyss, the giant demon statues that are sometimes seen, shattered into many pieces, covered with black dust, and the historical traces are submerged. Hard to find.

This is the second demon domain. There is a large space on the periphery of the gods. It contains magical power and is suitable for the survival of the demon.

As early as the ancient times, this land was excavated and developed, and became the home of many ethnic groups of the Mozu.

A long time ago, there were also many strange treasures on this land. There were strange stones and metals that God had never seen on the mainland, and it was able to refine the secret treasure.

The Mozus were extremely powerful, so in the ancient times, they occupied four fertile spaces. The first, second, third, and fourth demons were extremely eye-popping in that era.

Because of the power of this race, they have four maps in which to develop power and make the race fast and powerful.

Shiyan is hung under the black lacquered magic cloud, and the knowledge spreads out, searching for human traces and sensing the fluctuation of life.

In a short time, in the miles of his gods, a soul wave replied to the sea and went straight to his soul.

Wrinkled, he did not hesitate too much, he mobilized energy, mobilized the space, and stepped out step by step, showing a circle of space ripples in front of his eyes, each layer of space ripples, all with his gods .

At his feet, the earth was moving backwards as quickly as if a huge curtain was pulled back and forth, and all the forests and abyss were quickly disappearing.

This is because he crossed the space, the knowledge is endless, and the speed is too fast.

The ground is not moving, the movement is his flesh, his spirit.

A corpse with a demon, a ghost, a dark spirit, a corpse, and a genre emerges from his feet as he crosses the space.

He did not scrutinize, knowing the moment when the battle broke out here, he guessed that this demon domain would inevitably corpse.

Even if the ghosts, the dark spirits, the corpses, and the gangs join forces, it is difficult to occupy an absolute advantage in this land. This is the territory of the Mozu, his homeland, and everything they are familiar with, Thick magic.

Here, even if they are weak, they are not good.

God's knowledge closely locks the sway of the soul. Under the influence of space, his gods are condensed into martyrdom in advance, and the running energy reaches a coordinated fluctuation. It takes only a small half hour to come to the destination.

It was a huge abyss that tens of thousands of miles, black and white, braved the thick magic of ink, the magic of the rolling, sometimes the great roar of Warcraft came.

At the edge of the abyss, the corpses lying in the ground, most of them are Mozu, there are also World of Warcraft, and a small part are the bodies of the tribes and the ghosts, the blood has dried up, and it becomes a layer of dark matter stuck to black. On the land.

In the magic cloud of the abyss, there is a thick **** smell, and the battle continues.

Shi Yan frowned deeply, looking at the abyss where he could not reach his fingers, sinking for a while, and decided to sneak into it.

He owed violent temper and thorns, and sent them a favor. Now the Mozu is obviously in danger. The shots should be the rest of the four elites. Even if he reaches the true state of God, he will not dare to win.

If he sneaked in, he might also be killed, and he was as badly wounded as the Mozu, and he was even killed in this magic field.

But he still came in.

Dive all the way.

The rolling magic is surging, the hunting cold wind is raging in the magic, the strong **** smell is gradually obvious, the land of the abyss, the faintly visible light intertwined, the unique power of the mood ripples open, forming a strange magnetic field.

Rumble!

There was a huge roar, and it rang from the bottom. There were many black iron stones of the size of the disc spinning around, flying around and flying, and there was a huge energy addition.

Hey!

A hundred-meter-long Warcraft was thrown out by people and flew directly to the sky, almost colliding with him.

The Warcraft head has a sharp corner, a dark blue scale, but it can be staggered with numerous scars, deeply into the bones, and the rapid flight of life, apparently no cure.

Shi Yan frowned, that Warcraft reached a level of seven, equivalent to the Terran Heavenly Warrior, seems to be killed by a blow, the strength of the shot, at least the high level of the gods.

drink!

Suddenly he screamed, his voice wandering like a dragon, and it rang through the square. In the whistling sound, his figure surged, and he suddenly crossed the hundred miles and slammed into the bottom.

It is a vast dark abyss surrounded by crystal stones. Some of the stones are not dark as ink, but like gems, which emit a multicolored luster. It is quite clear that it will shine underneath.

Nearly a thousand strong demons, riding on World of Warcraft, whistling, the tribes and the ghosts of the tribes, chasing, fighting together, all kinds of light collection, countless electric mansions, all kinds of magic and The coffin of the enchantment collides, and the more dazzling light is sputtered.

The strongmen of the two Mozu, the World of Warcraft under their dying, under the siege of Ah Na, Black Sky, Huang Quan, and the two ghosts of the strong, are slightly embarrassed, crazy, not afraid of death. Roaring, sipping, fighting to fight.

That is the Boruo and Gudasi that he has ever seen, the savage of the violent family, the violent man.

Bo Ruo and Gudasi, fierce and murderous, are still stubbornly resisted under the attack of the three major Pluto and two ghosts of the Ghosts. One of the ghosts and the strong, flowing on the body, It turned out to be the breath of the Cassidy and the soul.

Bo Ruo and Gudasi are obviously in a downwind, and their bodies are covered with scars. There are also many cracks in the dark scales.

"Stars fall!"

Shi Yanyi appeared, not waiting for the attention of both sides, he was indifferent, hanging low and drinking.

The light of the twin stars condenses into a diamond from the palm of his hand, bursting with dazzling starlight, rolling in a dripping, shaking off from his hands, like a falling star of the Milky Way.

The artistic conception of a star that never dies is swaying from every star. I can see that the stars are arranged in a strange star array, like a flying star that flies, and draws a beautiful arc. One by one, flying from the sky.

The people of the Ghosts and Ghosts who were touched by the stars were instantly ignited by the Sparks. The stars and the stars circulated and screamed, and the vitality gradually passed.

"crack!"

Another low drink, he stretched his finger to the gathering place of the three central kings of A nose, black sky and Huang Quan. A space gap cracked and hundreds of millions of space splattered.

The three great princes are like ghosts, and the scared souls are scattered, and immediately the wandering moves away, the face becomes incomparably ugly.

In the gap of the space, the sucking force in vain is extremely terrible. If they are not quick to see the machine, once they are pulled in, they will not know how to die.

The gap in space is infinitely dangerous, especially if there is no direction, and it is suddenly torn apart. It is the dead land in the dead. Once the soul is deep, there is no aura, no energy, and consciousness will be crushed, it will be more uncomfortable than death.

"It's actually your kid!" A ghostly tribe suddenly burst into laughter. He had a pretty young face, but his body was very old, exactly the same as Cassidy.

"It's you!" Bolu and Gudasi of the Mozu, also exclaimed, and looked horrified.

Bo Ruo still has a man's clothing, very beautiful, but now it is broken because of the battle, a waterfall-like green silk hangs down, and she is softly attached to her round buttocks, a small pointed corner on the head, this is The support point of the bun is now also revealed.

That is the unique symbol of the Dragon Horn.

Gudasi is a black scale, a black scale is naturally born, deep in flesh and blood, holding a huge double-edged axe, the axe is blood-stained, with a **** atmosphere, I do not know how much blood to drink.

"You...is Cassidy? Are you looking for flesh and blood?" Shi Yan's face changed slightly, and he carefully looked at the young man of the ghost pattern. He was slightly surprised and suddenly exclaimed.

In the night forest, he destroyed Cassidy's body and let him escape. Only in the past year, I didn't expect this Cassidy to make waves again, and the breath of the body was stronger than it was!

"Yes, hey, it's me." Cassidy smiled hazy. "At the beginning, my strength did not recover. I was overcast by your boy. Fortunately, the patriarch was so vast that it helped me reshape the body and make me stronger. Really restored as before. If the non-patriarch advocated attacking the Mozu first, I would have killed the Yongye Forest and stripped your kid. Hey, I didn’t expect you to come to the door yourself, well, very good!”

Ghostly family, and a patriarch? A terrible existence than Comoros?

Stone rock is discolored.

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Ps: Today's three more ~~