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Contrary to the victory of the Xutian Palace, all the remaining members of Qingyu's blood are very clear that it is almost impossible for them to win the final victory in this battle, but they did not give up, their fighting spirit is still high, they will fight to the end At the last moment, they want to fulfill their vows, fight to regret, and fight to regret.

The remaining players of Qingyu's blood, who had been put to death, erupted with great power. They disintegrated the enemy's offensive wave after wave. There were gleaming equipment everywhere under the city gate, which was left behind when the Xutiandian coalition forces died. the price.

Jian Qingcheng's hands are softened, Po Qianjun's hands are softened, the high-level people's hands are softened, almost all the remaining Qingyu blood-sucking players' hands are softened, they are the ones who kill people until they are soft-handed, they are all Qingyu's most elite players , From the beginning of the battle to the present, in a few 10 minutes, they can no longer count how many people they have killed. The enemy is like locusts overwhelming the sky, no matter how they kill, they can't kill them all.

Fallen, a level [-] player in Qingyu's blood-soaked gold suit fell under the siege of six or seven players of the third rank of Xutian Temple, and before he died, he "inserted" his long sword into the body of an enemy with residual blood , killing that enemy instantly, he turned into a corpse, he dropped the most precious dark-gold weapon in his hand, but there was a smile on his face, he regretted it, he regretted it.

The coalition forces of Xutian Temple desperately launched an attack on the city gate that Qingyu was holding on to, they roared, they roared, but their enemies did not make a single sound, more than 1000 members of Qingyu's blood, He just buried his head and kept hacking and killing the seemingly endless enemies.

Jian Qingcheng didn't speak, and Po Qianjun didn't boost morale, because it didn't need it. At this moment in the battle, what the members lack most is courage.

Time passed bit by bit, but the players of Qingyu's blood felt that time had stagnated. Every minute and every second seemed to them as long as a century.

There are more and more enemies, and fewer and fewer comrades in arms, but they still stick to the city gate.Stick to a battle that cannot be won.

When the battle outside entered the most tragic stage.Ye Chen in the stone room finally stood up, his gaze was looking at the center of the stone room, to be precise, he was looking at the golden light that suddenly appeared in the center of the stone room, that was the heart of the city! [

Open the stone chamber trap, use more than 3 players to sacrifice, and wait for [-] minutes. These are the steps to get the heart of the city in the Vientiane maze. Ye Chen has made the most elaborate design for each step. He alone Entering the Vientiane Labyrinth, he took the risk of attracting the beheading commando from the Xutian Temple.Everything is for this moment.For the emergence of the heart of the city.

Stepping forward quickly, he stretched his right hand into the golden light. Soon, Ye Chen felt that his right hand was dragging an object the size of a fist, and the golden light suddenly dissipated. What remained in his hand, It is a golden heart.heart of the city.

As long as the heart of the city is taken out, it will automatically merge with the city. The fusion process takes 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the entire city will be activated, and the more than 100 magic turrets can be harvested wantonly life.

Ye Chen slowly put the heart of the city into his bag, then took a deep breath, and strode towards the exit.

Outside.The fierce battle has come to an end, Jian Qingcheng looks at the last few dozen members around him, a trace of pain flashes in his eyes, and he is still going to perish, this battle, I am afraid it will be Qing The last battle of Yu Xuexue's pinnacle is over, and he lost his territory. It won't be long before Qingyu Yuxue will be wiped out by that locust-like enemy.

Po Qianjun leaned on his spiritual weapon and long sword to look at the enemy who was still close to him, his rough and heroic face showed a trace of vicissitudes, and for the first time, Qingyu's blood-soaked union made him feel that he was close to his dream So close, but today, everything will be broken, everything will go with the wind, perhaps, he will never be able to reach the current height again.

"Brother Qianjun, Qingyu owes you an apology. We are the ones who have troubled you." Jian Qingcheng looked at Po Qianjun and said slowly. In some respects, this is indeed the case. Without the entanglement in the Xutian Temple, today's scene may not happen. .

Hearing the words, Po Qianjun put away his vicissitudes of expression, and suddenly smiled: "This is our own choice, you don't owe us anything, on the contrary, without you Qingyu, our blood today is no more than the four The guilds and scattered people alliances are the same, maybe even inferior to them, so how can they have the glory of being able to fight against the tens of thousands of allied forces in the Xutian Temple?"

"Brother Qianjun is right. Without Qingyu, I, Tang Seng, He Dehe Neng, can wear a spiritual weapon suit. He Dehe Neng can stand shoulder to shoulder with great professionals. To tell you the truth, this is my Tang Seng's game of not eating meat." The greatest moment of my career."

"Yeah, think about the battle just now, I, Wukong, killed thousands of enemies by myself, and I even cooperated with Tang Seng to kill a legion commander in Xutian Palace. It's cool and enjoyable!"

A group of blood-stealing masters nodded repeatedly. They knew very well that without Qingyu, their blood-stealing was at most an ordinary large-scale guild, and what level is an ordinary large-scale guild?Just when the war just kicked off, the more than 3000 people their archers wiped out in one wave, that is, ordinary large-scale guilds, are vulnerable to them today.

Jian Qingcheng smiled, didn't say anything more, and turned to look at Ming Ye and the others who were coming slowly on the undead bone horse.

Thirty yards, Ming Ye brought a group of high-level allied forces to thirty yards away from the city gate. Behind them was the most elite Xutian Temple headquarters army and tens of thousands of participating coalition forces. The number of players was still green. Feather's blood several times.

"Hand over your equipment, so you won't die." Ming Ye was riding on a horse, looking down at Jian Qingcheng and the others, speaking in a flat voice, as if asking Jian Qingcheng and the others to hand over their equipment was a kind of charity.

"You guys are dreaming!" The grumpy Wukong wants to eat meat and is the first to jump up and point at Mingye and shout. [

Ming Ye gently shook the index finger of his left hand at Wukong wanting to eat meat, smiled gracefully, tilted his head and said: "Do you know why you can survive until now? Do you know why I don't let the army kill you directly?" Do you want to thank you for the equipment on your body, heh, more than [-] sets of spiritual tools are really a big deal, even I, the vice president of Xutian Temple, have never seen such a big deal, they are a huge fortune, I'm really afraid that those stupid guys will kill you casually, and let you resurrect and return to the city after only leaving one of them, that would be an intolerable waste."

After a slight pause, Ming Ye raised his eyebrows and continued: "I want to squeeze out all your value, I want every piece of equipment on your body, for this, I have prepared hundreds of soul-returning powder for you, Oh, that's all the inventory of our Xutian Temple, but it's really worth it to exchange dozens of sets of spiritual weapons."

Hearing Ming Ye's words, the faces of Qingyu's blood-drenched senior executives all showed anger, and many people's fists were clenched white.

Locked by angry eyes, Ming Ye smiled happily: "Don't look at me like that, now you can choose, either hand over all the equipment to me, and I will save you from death, or be tortured non-stop. Kill, keep dropping levels until there is no more equipment on him, oh oh, maybe some unlucky guy will be killed to level zero, don’t you think so?”

The last sentence was spoken to the high-level coalition forces behind them, and those high-level people also laughed, and when they looked at the equipment on Jian Qingcheng and the others, their eyes were full of greed.

"I, even if I die holding the equipment, I won't hand it over to you. If you have the ability, come and kill me!" Wukong roared angrily as he wanted to eat meat, his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

"What about you? This is a charity from me in a good mood, don't you want it?" Ming Ye glanced at the other Qingyu blood-sipping players, but the only response to him was a cold stare.

Jian Qingcheng suddenly sneered at Ming Ye: "You don't need to worry about it anymore, our equipment is only used to kill the enemy, if you want it, then you can trade it with your life."

Hearing the words, Ming Ye smiled instead of anger, and was about to order to kill the remaining masters who drenched Qing Yu's blood, but suddenly there were bursts of panicked exclamations from behind.

"What's going on?" Ming Ye yelled angrily, turned his head to look back, and saw several shadowy figures appearing at the end of the wasteland, just a cursory look, Ming Ye's heart sank suddenly, and this sudden rush The troops that came out had at least nearly [-] players, and their power was no worse than them.

Panicked, all the allied forces of Xutian Temple panicked, and all the high-level officials also opened their mouths. They were also a little confused. Apart from them, how could there be such a big force in the five districts?

Not only them, Jian Qingcheng and others also looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what was going on, as local players in the five districts, they had no idea that there would be such a troop in the five districts, this is not scientific at all.

"Hahaha, Qingyu's blood and everyone in Xutian Temple, we are not late, are we?"

The sound came to everyone's ears from afar, and the players in Xutian Temple didn't understand why, but Jian Qingcheng and the others changed their faces. This voice is so familiar.

After a moment, when this sudden army finally came into everyone's field of vision, the expressions of everyone in Qingyu and the senior officials of Xutian Temple changed. Everyone, including Jian Qingcheng and Ming Ye, They were all inexplicably surprised.

"How is it possible, how could it be them, how could they have such an army?" A high-level senior familiar with the distribution of forces in the five urban districts next to Ming Ye howled like a ghost, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in the world.

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