Hail the King

The two men who suddenly appeared on the altar, both in appearance and in their clothes, were characterized by the typical Akikes Empire desert nation, especially the short-skinned people with an indescribable natural luxury. Qi, it should be the people of the royal family of the Aquins Empire. ""

Everyone jumped in the heart.

They gathered from the area within a million miles to the [God and Magic Palace], all of them are strong and unique, and the natural way can be used in the 34th level of difficulty. The teleportation of the teleportation is only the strength of the two Ajax people, and the first blue-haired middle-aged man, Girano and others who have the Asian gods [Black Crystal Staff] Compared with only strong and not weak.

Who is such a person who dares to stop?

There are still three [doors of elements] left.

"Well, Arthur, you are a dead child, don't drink, let's go up too." Undead Magister Hasselbainke looked at the distant king and looked at the changed king. He seemed to think of something, not to be investigated. Nodded, and almost used the same method as the previous two Ajax people, just patted the little boy's shoulders, no slight fluctuations in power, but the next two appeared in the first Six seats under the [Elemental Gate].

The strength of the undead magician's monthly perfection is revealed in this instant.

One breath only saw, and another element of the door found the owner.

At this point, there are only two [Elemental Gates] left.

The rest of the rest of the next square can be anxious, one by one with red eyes, and a mad and dangerous look in the eyes, like a gambler who is about to go bankrupt, will be the last bet-like bet. .

On the edge of the square, Sun Fei gently exhaled a sigh of gas.

He knows that he should shoot.

This is the best time to shoot.

If you wait until the last [Elemental Gate] is left, I am afraid that the desperate strongmen in the square will start to fight back and fight, so that all the pressure can overwhelm the King’s body. Absolutely the worst case.

However, at this time, unexpected changes have arrived.

Everyone has a clear face, everyone clearly feels that in the distance outside the square, suddenly there is a powerful magic wave that is incredible. This breath is very fast, almost straight in this direction. Rushing over, the distance between the two kilometers was close.

terror!

Another strongman has arrived.

The speed of this person is coming to an extreme. It can be swept away without any scruples in the difficult areas of the Demon Palace, which is full of great pressure everywhere. It seems that it is completely free from the pressure of the heavens and the earth, like a lightning bolt. Did not wait until the people reacted, they have already reached the altar.

Because the speed is too fast, three or four seconds after the mysterious figure passed, a screaming hurricane wave rolled over, the wind raged, and the strongmen in the square were scrolled by the hurricane. Stations are not stable, and even a few unlucky eggs are directly blown out by the vomiting blood...

Good strength.

The strong people have changed color, and the strength of this person has reached a horrible level.

Looking up and looking up on the altar, I saw a magician wearing a white magic robe appearing in the southwest direction [the door of the element], the magician is in his fifties, a slightly curly gray short hair, the pupil of the eye Rare green, a touch of strange light This pair of green and green scorpions wandering deep, exudes a very difficult to describe the atmosphere, powerful, dangerous, enchanting, and even with a strange mystery.

The gaze of a large number of other waves above the altar occupied the strongest of the [Elemental Gate], the magician closed his eyes and waited for the birth of the last seat quota.

The people in the square asked themselves, but they did not have the courage to challenge such a strong person.

Everyone's eyes are concentrated on the last [Elemental Gate] in the northwest corner. There are also twenty-six people in the square, except for the seven priests who are stationed by the Holy See, plus Sun Fei, the rest. Nineteen people will compete for the remaining seat.

Suddenly, change and regenerate.

Among the crowds, a strong man slammed into the ground with a soft voice, and his body shape leaped away toward the [Elemental Altar], hoping that everyone would not be ready to **** the last seat.

However, his body has not yet jumped to the altar, and the powerful people who have been reacted have attacked and become the target of the public. For a moment, the roar of the square is full of anger and magical flames flashing wildly...

"Ah... no!!!" The man screamed desperately.

Although the strength is not weak, but in the face of nearly 20 sieges of the same level, barely resisted the three or two, it was smashed and smashed, and even escaped, it was impossible to be smashed into a **** fog. There is no bone in the bones.

Another strong man has fallen.

This scene is a prelude to the moment of chaos, breaking the fragile balance that everyone is stubbornly restrained, and the air is still filled with hurricane and blood. The figure of Liuqiu rises up and rushes toward the northwest corner [the door of the element] go with.

"court death!"

"Give me a stay!"

"The door to the element is mine, whoever robs who will die!!"

"Ha ha ha, kill, kill them, you must rob [the door of the element], even today is dead, you must also get a [door of the element] quota, my three hundred years of life is almost exhausted, can no longer Waiting for the next time [The Gate of the Devil] is turned on..."

The scenes tend to collapse, and the strong are fighting together.

As long as someone wants to grab the elemental altar, it will suddenly become the target of public criticism, and all the people will be attacked by the team, and will be killed in an instant, and the chaos will reach the extreme.

Seeing this scene, Sun Fei walked step by step toward the altar.

He is adjusting his own state, and his powerful strength is constantly running towards the peak. Every step is taken out, and his momentum will increase by a point, like a peerless bow that slowly pulls into the full moon, ready to go... ...

At the time of the chaos, the wind and the rain, the death enveloped.

Boom! !

Suddenly, a dazzling orange streamer skyrocketed in the crowd and began to flicker. Every time the streamer flashed, there was a strong man who broke his bones and burst into blood.

No one can resist this stream of light. The place where the broken limbs are broken, even if there is a strong person who sacrifices his own soldiers, it is difficult to resist. The soldiers of the quality of the 3rd and 4th are in this orange. Before the streamer, it was like a paper paste, and it was easily broken and crushed!

"It is the Asian Soldier!" Among the crowd, the powerful and powerful people shouted in horror: "Damn, quickly retreat, this is the township fighter of the Ajax Empire [the sand of the wrath], hell. Hell, how come out again, an Asian soldier!"

The four words of the Asian gods have magical powers, shouting out from the mouth of the strong man, and suddenly the scene of chaos is calmed down instantly, and the strong men in the chaos remain in the middle of madness. The flushing, and soon the shackles of the snow, have retired, no longer dare to bless any luck.

Before the Asian gods, their resistance was as fragile as a big tree.

The orange streamer spared a half arc and returned to the master's hand. It turned into a huge sand with a fist size. It was beautiful and beautiful. I don't know how many facets, and each face is shining with dazzling orange flame. It gives the impression that it is the unique sun in the whole space, taking away the color of everything else.

The person who holds the "Sand of the Fury" is naturally Fairhunton.

This piece is like a sand-grained Asian **** fighting soldier, dripping on the head of the Ajax emperor Ferhengtong, releasing the strong breath, like a million silks Down, the light curtain will cover Fairhunton and [Snow Mountain Hidden], Murdoch and Doni three, indestructible, unstoppable!

"Haha, the last [Elemental Gate] quota, we want it, who do you dare to have opinions?" The arrogant laughter was sent out from the dull mouth of the face.

The most incomprehensible disciple of this snowy mountain can hardly conceal the excitement in his heart.

Of course, he looked at the look of Ferdin's back, and there was a faint sorrow and chill that was extremely difficult to detect. Perhaps he was already thinking about how to make the smashing sand In my own hands.

When I heard Done’s such arrogance, there were less than ten strong men’s faces, but they were angry and afraid to speak. It’s really the sand of the wrath of the gods. Terror, even if it has not fully recovered, every time it is shot, it has already been like the thunder of the earth, with the heavy power of the earth, and it is hard to resist.

"Haha, no one answered? Hey, then I will give you another chance, ask again, who else does not know how to live and die, do you want to **** this last [Elemental Gate] quota?" Seeing a strong dumb No words, Donnie is more proud of his heart, he is so obsessed with this condescending feeling, as if his manipulator, the Asian gods, swept across the square.

[Snow Mountain Hidden] The brow is slightly wrinkled.

Obviously, I am also dissatisfied with the madness of my disciple. This stupid behavior does not know how many enemies will be under the tree for no reason, but I don’t know why, the strong man’s eyebrows flashed a hint of helplessness, but did not say anything. Hug.

[Snow Mountain Hidden] A palm gently sticks to the back of Fairhengtong, and a majestic force flows into the body of the Ajax prince, quickly adding Ferhentong just because of manipulation The sand of anger is consumed and consumed.

Ever since I knew that Fertenson had the sand of the wrath of the earth, [Snow Mountain Hidden] had a lot of thoughts on the way. On the one hand, he carefully taught the disciples a lot of skills and methods to manipulate the Asian gods. On the one hand, it is to temporarily transfer its own power through a special skill and store it in Fairhaton's body, plus [the sand of the wrath of the earth] is the **** arm of the Ajax royal family, Ferhengtong body There is the blood of the royal family, and the real help of the real master of this Asian god, the Ferenthon can be motivated by the eight-star strength [the sand of the wrath], in one fell swoop to the strong in the field.

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