The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

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Lu Xi actually wanted to tell Aunt Shenglong, ah no, sister Shenglong said seriously, for example, telling him that there is really no planb, now it really means to eat your soft rice and mix it for a few minutes. Too. However, considering that if this is really the case, the other party may withdraw their words and die with themselves, then the problem is quite troublesome. Would n’t it be too sad if you were tired of a group of friends who took refuge with yourself?

So he estimated the strength of the frontal barrier that was invisible to the naked eye, thought for a few seconds, and then said to the Archbishop behind him: "I remember you should know a lot of ways to fall from the sky?"

"Huh?" Bishop Dofenor froze for a moment, and then seriously showed a compassionate expression of caring for the intellectually disabled: "It is understandable that young people can't bear such pressure, but evading reality is not a solution to the problem!"

So I said, if you group of people who eat sacred rice sticks do not have a sense of humor, how can you develop believers with the times!

Gilsarad still continues to drive the power of the Eye of Io, compressing the vernacular realm created by the dragon's magic spell. He became angry, but he did not lose his mind. It is also very clear that as long as the current output is maintained, even if the effect has completely reached the scope of the miracle of the Dragon King Yan Ling, the final destiny is determined. The magic power consumed by the Dragon King's realm is so great, how long can an ancient holy dragon last? Once the output of magic power is slightly slack and slow, this miraculous realm of time and space will slowly fall apart under its own attack. In the end, the mountain-like body, but with the refugees behind her, turned into nothingness.

It's so sad! Even if it is an ancient holy dragon, its physical strength and magic power are also limited, but the power of the Eye of Ao is infinite, which is the most fundamental gap between death.

Gil Sarad is certainly not planning to increase output and smash the other party's territory at once. After all, the power of the Eye of Ao is too powerful, but it is difficult to control-yes, since the Battle of the Holy Spirit field, he can clearly feel that his control of this treasure from the creation period is in a straight line Descending-If you take a sudden effort, it is indeed possible to destroy this space in an instant, which is completely unacceptable to him. From this perspective, Ms. Shenglong Nasa Mainz really knows her "old friend" who has been in friendship for more than 20,000 years.

"It's all right now! I will watch your last line of defense be disintegrated little by little in front of me. Watching you struggling in pain, pleading, despair, and finally it is still difficult to save the destroyed fate! There can be such an ending! "Gil Salad murmured to himself. He didn't seem to realize at all that his expression had been distorted to such a terrible state.

"Dang!" The invisible shield in front of the Golden King reflected the crisp sound of metal impact again. He lowered his eyelids and looked at the shore. The "little mouse" who should be broken into pieces was the most carefully exposed half of his head from behind the saint dragon. He took the new weapon that he was quite concerned about and continuously bombarded himself. Well, although it is such a beauty that makes him such a 20,000-year-old driver who is also amazing-although this feeling has long been worn away in battle with his mouth and guns, only He hated it-but he could see a bit of guilt in this flinching movement.

"Unrestrained, meaningless desperate struggles." Gil Sarad sneered, but was not prepared to do more. Although he does not like Lanier personally, he has absolute confidence in the defense of this treasure named after the patron saint, even if it is directly faced with the bombardment of the trial **** Lei of Heimwaters, it is impossible. Was broken

"Boom!" The golden king's bad taste was smashed directly by a white light falling from the sky. He didn't even have time to make a sound, and he once again lost control of his body and fell straight into the lake.

"Hey, such a stupid man who cares for his head and does not care about it. Don't you know that a magical art such as the fist of heaven fell directly from the top of your head? In the end, what gave you the courage to pretend to be forced there! "Lu Xi looked at Gil Sarad with his caring eyes and slammed into the waves with a sad sigh."

"Strange thing! How can the fist of heaven be so powerful?" His Excellency Archbishop was puzzled.

We all know that the fist of heaven is one of the most powerful attack spells in divine art, and only clergy and Templars who master the core mysteries of divine art can master it. It is absolutely possible for a cardinal-level (referring to strength rather than class) priest to release the fist of heaven with all his strength, and it is absolutely possible to kill an adult Balo Flame on the spot. This is of course due to the magic condensation contained in the powerful Holy Light, but also because of the compromising attributes. For demons and undead who use negative energy to maintain life and action ability, encountering the divine magic assembled by the Holy Light will naturally suffer additional damage and blows at the law level.

Unfortunately, how can the goddess' priests aim their guns at the goddess's people? As a result, a large part of the attack methods in divine art are also prepared to eliminate these demons, and they have a very powerful addition to the undead and demons. A fist of paradise capable of killing an adult flame demon with one blow, but not necessarily able to stun an elf or human swordsman.

This is where Bishop Dofnoir was puzzled. You know, after all, the gold king Gilsarad is the demigod king with the blood of the **** king. Although it looks like the appearance of ordinary human beings, his physique can only be above the real dragon and the flame demon. The archbishop is very confident to use a fist of heaven to drop an adult flame demon, or even seriously injure a devil general or abyss lord, but if it hits, it is likely to be thicker than the troll. On his body, it only makes him dizzy for three or five seconds at most?

In fact, Gilsalad was shot down on the spot, apparently confusedly subjected to unexpected additional attacks. This is really unscientific! Could it be said that what happened to the Golden King, no, very sad behind-the-scenes story? His Excellency Bishop looked at Landing hopefully and made the above question with his eyes.

"Your guess is correct, he is not the golden king you imagined, although this guy has always pretended to be like it, and finally pretended to believe him himself." Lu Xiyou said authentically: "will and spirit Sometimes it will be surpassed. If the hero who is silent in the fire in order not to fight the grass and scare the snake and complicate his comrades in arms is a positive example, is this one the opposite? Unfortunately, even maintaining him This obsessive memory is also illusory. "

The guardians around looked at each other, and finally felt that if a slap fan was on the benefactor's face and dragged by the collar of the other person and shouted, "Speak people!", It seemed that it was a little impolite.

Gil Sarad was shot down on the spot, and the sword-shattering shock wave of the world could not be sustained. Ms. Shenglong also took the opportunity to get a moment of breathing, however, it was only that she recovered a little bit of physical strength-but unfortunately the other party could not escalate like red cheaters like Lu Xi back and forth full of red, blue and green, otherwise It might really kill the other party.

In this regard, Ms. Nasa Mainz was naturally dissatisfied: "What do you want to do, are you trying to beat him a few more times with these little tricks? He is behind the infinite stone, no matter if it is bombarded No matter how many times I fly, I will come back unharmed. This is not a solution to the problem!"

"I'm not ready to solve the problem, I just want to solve him." Lu Xi spread his hands and answered seriously with a natural tone: "The more times we solve, the greater our chances of winning!"

"Huh?" Ms. Sheng Long said she couldn't understand what he was talking about. If it were replaced by someone else, and if she dared to pretend to be so vain, she would have sprayed out the aurora. At this juncture, Lu Xi took the opportunity to pinch a French seal, so countless light spots appeared out of thin air above the lake, flickering like a star at night. Dense rain-like arrows of light burst out of these star-studded tracks and frantically bombarded the foggy lake. Splashes of water and electric arcs flew one after another, just like an invisible giant stretched out his invisible giant, and frantically stirred the lake surface. Vaguely, there seemed to be a few stiff electric blue herrings in it. Should I still be eating fresh fish?

"Yes, in this place, the power of astrological magic is really more powerful than in the main plane!" Lu Xi said with satisfaction.

"The rat generation! Blasphemy, you blasphemy supreme rat generation!" The crazy and terrifying roar turned into a real sound wave, and the waves rippled on the lake. The ripples rose into the air and set off a huge flood-like wave. Gil Sarad, who had no damage at all, was ejected from the giant wave again, still holding the eye of the sword, Ao, which turned into a light ball.

"Look, I said what this one means." Ms. Sheng Long said, then shut up and prepared to launch the next Dragon King's Spirit.

Gil Sarad's body had already floated to the sky, lifting the ball of light above his head. At this time, the sphere of light that contained endless judgment and destructive power had instantly expanded to a huge size of tens of meters in radius.

"Boo!" Lu Xi raised his head and looked directly at the other's greasy face, and issued an onomatopoeia of unknown meaning.

"" An indescribable stunned expression suddenly froze on Gil Sarad's face, and the eye of Io, ready to go, quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and once again shrunk into a small Small beam of light.

In this way, the expression that could be described by dullness and panic stayed on the Golden King's face for nearly half a minute. Then he looked at the Nebula Palace across the lake with incredible eyes. It stands to reason that distraction in such a war is naturally a taboo. It is impossible for Gil Sarad, who has been through a battle, to make such a low-level mistake. It is obvious that at this time, His Majesty the Golden King, psychology is close to collapse. .

Fortunately, his reputation and strength are here. Everyone thought for a moment that this might be a conspiracy or something like a conspiracy, and did not immediately launch an attack.

"What did you do?" Gil Salad turned back suddenly, his voice as cold as the bitter wind from the Nine Nether Hells, feeling that the soul would be frozen as long as he heard it once. However, the guardians and Lu Xi were not ordinary people, and they would not be frightened by the sounds of the area. In their view, the Golden King has naturally put on an expression of choice and bite. The fierce seems to be more terrifying than just now. The sense of oppression and shame is also enough. Frightening a big vote of mortals. However, no matter how pretending to be fierce and furiously dragging a bully, it will be aesthetically tiring to come a few times. Of course, there is no deterrent.

They can even hear a trace of fear and confusion from the other party's screaming sound.

Gilsarad, the golden king who conquered the world, Gilsarad, the half-body, Gilsarad, who holds countless artifacts of the Age of Gods in the Treasures of the Kings, has the infinite gems of Ukrahil, and Gil, the immortal body Is there such a fear of Salad? Could it be an illusion? The guardians who have been imprisoned by the Golden King for countless years are hesitant and confused. They are really difficult to imagine that a panicked Gil Salad will be the image of a **** horse.

"What the **** did you do?" The Golden King shouted. At this moment, there was finally a hint of hysteria in his voice that could not be concealed.

"I told you a long time ago that you have got more help and less help, this is the objective truth. Do you put all your hopes on foreign objects, but dare to claim to be king?" Lu Xi sneered: "However , When you finally lost your undead body, you behaved less than a bandit prisoner who was sent to the guillotine. Is it sad? Can you sigh? Or is it ridiculous? You are a counterfeit confused by chaos! "

"What the **** did you do?" He gave the third roar of the same content for the third time, and it was also his loudest. It even shocked the entire lake and even the ground trembles. However, every guardian present on the scene heard that it was indeed his weakest moment.

Lu Xi smiled and waved, a space door opened beside him. Fully armed, Ms. Ulan, the female soldier of the South China Sea riding a war horse, and dozens of her regular soldiers under her command went out. At the end of this team, there is a fat snow leopard that carefully probes the brain, plus another Lu Xi, okay, we can temporarily call him Lu Xi ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You have spent too long! "Lu Xi complained loudly:" I have almost been killed a dozen times! Do you understand a dozen times! You will die even if I hang up! "

"Do you think I think? To find a gem in the Nebula Palace with the dimension between such a complicated circle, and do you think this kind of hard work will be very interesting? Even if there is this secondary two It ’s also troublesome to pretend to be golden eyes. Is n’t it okay? The more times he flew him, the more he returned to the blood, and the easier it was for me to find the core root of the circle through the magic trail! I know you will be so weak! "Lu Xia responded with a louder voice.

"Huh? A blood avatar dared to talk back!"

"Even if the blood avatar has human rights, all the copies of this avatar are yourself. Who told you that you have such a bad personality?"

Lu Xi felt that the other party was right and justified that he was speechless. He glanced at his mouth silently and waved his hand. Lu Xi a quickly turned into a **** light ball and flew towards the former, shrinking into his The sleeves disappeared.

"This is called the blood avatar, and it is one of the core mysteries in blood magic. Oh, I forgot, you are an ancient person, haven't seen the modern blood race blood magic." Lu Xi faced the gruesome Gilsard. Explained: "I can create hundreds of blood puppets with a fighting power equivalent to that of ordinary soldiers at the cost of my own blood, but I can also condense a complete copy of my own memory at the cost of half of the blood in the body. , Experience and knowledge of a single avatar, the strength is said to have more than 70% of my body, but not very good, ah, it should be particularly good. However, to serve as the leader guide of a sub-unit responsible for digging treasure, Yes is enough. "(To be continued.)

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