Mixed Miners

Yang Ling’s first attack barely played any role.

The scene calmed down, not only the members of all the team were frightened, but even Yang Ling couldn't help but jump a few times.

This result completely exceeded his expectations. According to his thoughts, how this wave of attacks would make the opponents have a mess, but even the other side did not.

The other party did not seem to be eager to attack. He still stood on the wall and looked at the tall figure sitting in the tower in the center. The shadow of a golden giant bird with a length of six or seven hundred kilometers was emerging. Three-legged and six-winged, the head resembles an eagle claw like a tiger, and the golden light shines. The colorful tail feathers stretch for nearly 100 kilometers. In the swing of the tail feathers, the void is broken and cannot be bridged.

Both sides are quietly facing each other across the city wall.

The breath that this bird exudes is indeed very powerful, and the opponent’s strong-minded person is at least a thousand, but Yang Ling does not have much worry. He has only three hundred masters on the surface, but it is actually more horrible. The strength is hidden behind.

Tens of thousands of magicians who merged with the mysterious Warcraft Magic Crystal, released the seven-level scroll, which is the real battle of the real world, although the realm is a mess, but under the protection of the enchantment and the shield magic, as long as it is not one-on-one If the master is on the line and does not care about the scroll, he can use the reel to directly crush the opponent into ashes.

If Yang Ling is willing to throw an eight-level reel, the battle will end in an instant.

But Yang Ling does not want to be so wasted.

As the saying goes, raising soldiers for a long time, these men can not use the medicinal spirits to soak up the battle all day, which is not conducive to future development.

Then the advanced scroll making is not easy.

In particular, the seven-level curse-level scrolls and eight-level scrolls are difficult to produce, and the success rate is low, even if it is the highest level of production today, it can only be barely completed in a hundred years. Zhang eight-level scrolls, but also consume three to five pieces of the magical crystal of Warcraft and more than a dozen Warcraft, and the seven-level curse-level scroll is relatively easy, but the completion of an almost cost a high-order The magician has more than ten years of time and one or two Xuanjie World of Warcraft, so it is generally not reluctant to use the life-saving moment.

What's more, Yang Ling estimates that in the last year, there should be continuous guardian combat missions, and the production of high-end reels will certainly not keep up.

Therefore, the powerful reel can not be used as much as possible. Even if it is used, it is mainly based on the five-level and six-level reels, with the main task of killing the other’s followers. The reel of level seven or above can only be used against the other party. The mysterious powerhouse.

"Does this goods want to dry up?" Gao Wenfeng asked with a timid timid battle.

"It is estimated that I want to find you singled out!" Yang Ling answered quietly.

"The trough!" Gao Wenfeng's legs almost softly sat on the ground.

“Who do you know each other?” Yang Ling turned and asked.

Through the conversation with Long Yao Shengjun, Yang Ling knows that all the people who own the miners system are always living in the three realms of Xuan Lingfan. Since this guy is a mysterious realm, he should definitely live in the mysterious world, and it is a The existence of the true Xuanjing is certainly not a nameless generation in the mysterious world.

"Master, if you haven't guessed it, this should be the Jinwu real person in the heavenly palace!" The guy next to a Xuanjing replied palely.

"So he is a Yaozu?" Yang Ling stunned.

"Yes, Jinwuzhen is one of the elders in the Holy Palace, but I have not heard of him about it for hundreds of millions of years. I didn't expect him to be a system owner." Standing behind Yangling The armor said.

"What is Jinwu real person waiting for?" asked the dragon-shouldered Han Xuan of the Longyi people shaking their hands.

"I don't know, wait and see!" Yang Ling looked back at the wall that was not far apart.

After two minutes of confrontation, the tall figure on the opposite side stepped out of the void and grabbed it with a hand. A Xiaguang instantly condensed into a long gun and pointed at Yang Ling.

"I feel the breath of the dragon sacred prince from you, tell me whether the sacred prince left you a legacy!"

Yang Ling also stepped out of the system and stood in a place that was only 10,000 meters away from the Jinwu real person. The statue of Yuanshen behind him looked down at him and said, "Yes, I did get the inheritance of the Dragon King."

"Ha ha ha ~" Jin Wu real people can not help but excited to laugh a few times, the handsome face showed an inexplicable excitement, "I have not been in the world for hundreds of millions of years, in order to reach the sacrament before the robbery, I did not expect I was disturbed by you, but it is good. After I refine and refine you, I can naturally get the inheritance of the Holy King and break through the last step to avoid the end of the world!"

Yang Ling sighed and said, "You think too much. The task is not over yet. Whoever lives and who lives does not know. If you want to get the inheritance of the Holy King, you have to leave your life to the end, let alone even if it is If you break through the holy land and become a saint, I am afraid that you will not be able to live or die!"

Jin Wuzhen stunned and asked: "What do you mean by this?"

"Haha! It doesn't mean anything, I just want to tell you that the miners' system is very deep in water, and by the end it might be found that it's just an empty space!"

"Do you know the truth?" In the eyes of Jin Wuzhen, Guanghua shines.

"Know how, I won't tell you!" Yang Ling turned a blind eye.

"You..." Jin Wuzhen stunned and immediately angered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ behind the giant bird battle spirit made a stone scream, a golden giant claw directly penetrated the void to Yang Ling grabbed.

Looking at the huge tiger claws that covered the sunset, the dragon gun in the hands of the **** statue was stabbed forward, and a blue dragon in the blue light roared against the tiger's claw.

"Boom~"

As a group of halo bursts, the explosion of the landslide, the void collapses and shatters, and the two cities are trembled a few times. The tiger's claws are broken, and the statue of the gods squats and then quits dozens of times. Kilometers.

"Offensive ~"

Almost at the moment when the two men played against each other, Yang Ling had a strong atmosphere behind him, and the tens of thousands of meters of war spirits roared toward each other's city, and on the opposite wall, a horrible battle The soul also emerged, and all kinds of brilliant weapons exude a dazzling light to tear the heavens down.

"Boom ~ bang ~ bang ~"

In the sound of a bang, a group of dazzling light blasted in the void.

A dragon snarls and swells, and instantly entangles one opponent. A huge figure with a strange shape snarls and slams into the void to meet the opponent. More than three hundred masters of the universe are instantly huddled with each other.

Behind both sides, more of the world's masters are as dense as two tides.

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