Plundering the Heavens

It is clear that there is an opponent on the side, but the square is awesome and savage. It rushes into the queue of the protoss, and gathers hundreds of protoss, surrounded by hundreds of protoss, one by one, and in a queue, waving iron. The spear knives have been killed from all around, and all the human races in the field, whether they are effective or not, will not yield to them, and they will kill them in the face of the protoss, unless they are the generations of Yuan Ying. Otherwise, there is almost no match. This kind of creature is indeed qualified to call itself "God". At least in strength, theirs are higher than the human race monks. They are born to fight Yuan Ying!

It's like a tiger doesn't have to practice, just grow up and you can kill mortals!

This is the advantage of the blood, making people crazy, resentful, but helpless!

I have worked hard for hundreds of years, but I still struggled with a protoss that grew up in ordinary times. The kind of taste, only the people who practiced before they die can be tasted carefully, and practice is to cultivate an extraordinary In front of others, you can be slaughtered like a lamb. The feeling, the kind of taste, is not clear in a word...

At this time, after the square shot, the situation between the scenes hoisted over!

The implementation of the "Granda God" method, the whole person seems to be transformed into a fierce beast, smashing the endless fierce wind to the protoss of the formation of the protoss, incarnation of three heads and six arms, a magical billowing, six arms grow Come out, holding a long sword, holding a crystal clear and radiant heavenly mirror, the other hands are not idle, and took a few iron spear knives, six arms waving It’s like a big windmill, and the rumble is crushed from the crowd...

miserable!

In front of him, there is almost no match between the protoss, not being cut off by the sword, or being smashed into two halves by the bone knife, or being pierced by iron spears, four or five stacked together. Like a candied haw, waving his arms helplessly...

This is not killing at all, but slaughter!

It’s like an adult with all kinds of weapons rushing into the group of children, madly harvesting a life!

"Devil head dare!"

In the blink of an eye, the descendants of the two descendants of the Protoss are stunned by the fact that they saw that their own people were cut and cut into vegetables, and they killed dozens of people in a flash. It was his temperament that couldn’t stand it anymore. Almost all eyes became Blood red, screaming and rushing over, the two claws rose, and suddenly turned out the gray bone chain, intertwined into the net in the air, hovering around the square!

"Ha ha ha ha, is it distressed?"

In this slap in the air, Fang Xie laughed, and the six arms were shaken. He even ignored the bone chain that the other party had twisted. He plunged into the protoss, and blocked the bone chain through his body. At the same time, the six arms were still twirling. A sword smashed two protoss creatures in front of them, and lifted one foot, and also picked up a few of them to the back of the ghost wood.

"Shameless!"

Ghost wood is in a hurry, only fluttering the bone chain, and the couples have been met, and the eyes have become red!

Fang’s current practice is simply to let him vote for the rat. The devil rushed into the family and let go of it. Every time everybody died, but after he chased it, the devil didn’t even With his positive effect, instead of blocking the attack by the protoss, this method has almost no solution. The only way is to let his own people spread out quickly, so that enough space is left. The problem with the devil is that if they spread out, they will give the devil a chance to escape. The protoss are not the lightning family, and there is no such speed as the superb...

"Hey..."

The slaughter of the Protoss is like cutting grass. In less than half a tea time, the hands of the party have not known how many lives have been harvested!

This fierceness, this magical spirit, is not only a ghost of anger, but also shocked all the ethnic monks around...

Devil head...

It’s a devil’s head...

Killing people like grass mustard, killing gods like ants!

The horrible form of life that disappeared in front of his own eyes, almost stunned, almost dizzy.

"What happened to him?... This is simply, this is simply enchanting..."

The elders of the lake and the road are still in perfect condition. The two of them are unconventional and their identity is not the same as other people. After the protoss began their killing, they hid aside and did not help. I haven't been stared at by the Protoss. I have watched the Zibao Alliance and the Baidi City disciples being slaughtered by the Protoss. They only feel guilty and infinite, and they are somewhat indignant. At this time, they can see the Dalai Lama killing the Protoss, but I felt a panic directly from the bottom of my heart, and I was afraid of it from the bottom of my heart!

Because the murderous means of the side line, the protoss creatures are simply gentle to the extreme!

"Oh, Xu that the Protoss slaughtered my human race, wouldn't the little devil head back to kill?"

At this time, Daofang’s eyes were bright and his expression was a little excited. Hearing the words of the elders of Lake Jun, he could not help but sneer and refute.

"I am referring to his method. Can you still not see it?"

The elder of Lake Jun whispered, and there was some horror in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Daofangfang is also a slight glimpse, converges on the mind, looks closely, and soon discovers the clues. The party has now turned into a three-headed and six-armed phase, rushing into the protoss of the gods, it seems to be simple The slaughter, but if you look closely, you will find that every time he harvests a life, there is a vague black line drawn from the wreckage of the protoss, wrapped around the magic sword in his hands. The sword is more solid, the sword is sharper, and the power is increasing in one minute.

And his law, after splashing the blood of countless Protoss creatures, the breath is getting more and more horrible, the black smoke of the body seems to be more and more intense, with his left and right, suddenly Like a long black cloak floating behind...

"He is practicing!"

The Tao has no way to blurt out, and the look becomes very dignified in this day.

"Yes, he is practicing, using the life of the Protoss to cultivate the magic means..."

The expression of the elders of Lake King is a pity and a sympathy: "When did you enter the devil? This method can quickly improve the strength, but it will suffer from reversal sooner or later, especially like him." If you are infected with a cockroach, if you don't handle it well, you will be robbed of the shackles of the spirits of the Lingshan Temple and ruin your own cause and effect..."

"No... not just the magic..."

In the sigh of Lake Elder, the road was squinted with a small eye and stared at the square. After a long time, suddenly a low drink.

The elder of Hu Jun was also a slight glimpse, and looked at him with his gaze. Soon his eyes fell on the burning flame above the head of the square. The flame was very weird, burning invisibly, releasing There is a horrible force field that makes the power of the party more powerful, and every time the party kills, the flame will appear to be more vigorous, and it is clearly through the life of countless protoss. Escaped and strengthened, but the breath is indescribable, the sacred to clean...

"It doesn't make sense, why is he killing more and more, and the breath is getting more and more awesome... like... just like..."

The elders of Lake Jun also saw the wrong place, whispered, but could not think of a suitable adjective.

“It’s like a saint, and it’s a good gesture between the heavens and the earth...”

Daofang whispered, and the ecstasy was already blooming in the eyes.

The elder of Lake Jun understood what he meant and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief: "He is here..."

"Take the method of saints by magic means!"

There seems to be endless ecstasy in the voice of the Tao, and the fat on his face is trembled in the waves.

"This……"

The elder of Lake Jun was scared by his bold statement, and looked at the party with shock: "...Does this work?"

"It works..."

At this time, Fang Xing was also full of ecstasy, almost screaming.

He is rushing between the protoss, killing all the protoss creatures in front of him with violent temperament. It looks relaxed and abnormal, but in fact the protoss are not really Chinese cabbage, each has a good strength, and there is more behind it. A powerful ghost wood is chasing after the madness, and his heart has been tightly stretched, but with the more protoss being smashed, the thoughts in his heart are gradually verified, but he can’t help it. To shout loudly, only in this way can you vent your excitement!

"The method used by the old lord of the ancestors to leave me before going to sleep is correct. The sage method of cultivating and swaying the palace is not necessarily the case. They must use their secret method to cultivate, and by killing, they can vent the sword and take the slant belt. Coming back..."

Through this massacre of the Protoss, it seems that a window paper has been fallen, and his heart suddenly brightens up. On the road of practice, no matter how confused the thoughts are, at this time, it is like a hundred thousand streams. The sea, a kind of enlightenment emerged from his heart, it was like a red sun, jumping out of the sea of ​​clouds in front of his avenue: "There are thousands of methods, the roads are connected, and many of the techniques I used to practice have contained more For the sake of profound reason, it was only when I was not in a realm at that time, and I couldn’t understand it!"

"Genbo passed on my killing technique, killing is life, refining is the heart; the ancestors passed my swords and magics to kill the road, killing thousands of people, casting into a sharp sword; Famen, although based on killing the road, but based on the chaos... These big techniques, these truths are actually very esoteric. I used to swear them. Today, a killing is to point out the avenue, haha... Killing the big art to build the foundation, practicing with the sword magic, practicing the sage method, just to make my way to kill!"

"This is my great demon law!"

At the end of the day, Fang Fang couldn't help but scream: "The more the gods, the stronger the power, the endless..."

"Since then, the three thousand protoss, I am the stone of the sword!"

[ps: Grab the Book of Friends: 263-4002] (To be continued.)