Legend of the Asura

In the next second, the life lost by Feng Yu Lightning Eagle was fully restored. At the same time, all the Feng Yu Light Eagle carvings had already left the stun state and flew back into the air. After a while, they attacked from different directions.

The wind almost came out. How can I fight this! High metamorphosis of agility and resilience, but also flying...

If Yaoer is here, her Fuxiqin should be able to deal with these birds easily.

The windy eyebrows are tightly locked together, and they concentrate on the rapid dive and lightning down, while the ECG turns sharply and tries to think about the way to cope.

The sound of the broken air of the feathers will wake up in the stars sleeping in front of the wind, and it is a little annoyed to see the phoenix lightning in the air, a little bigger than the little body jumped to the white head, Hard to squeeze out the small, then spit out a white gray smoke on the sky, greet the two lightning sculptures swooping down.

-6299,-63o6

The small person who was robbed of the position did not show weakness. The angry "Leica" sounded, and the five elements of the forehead of the forehead flashed past, a black blast shot, smashing through two phoenix feathers, emptied them. The remaining life.

Looking at the performance of his two pets, the action of the wind has suddenly paused. Suddenly, I feel that I am always used to solving all problems myself. I usually seem to ignore their existence.

The head of the patted star, the wind began to send out ideas to two pets. The darkness of the stars and the "arrow of death" of the little death system are just the nemesis of these lifeline monsters, and they are the magical skills of forced hits and can be emptied.

Nether Five Elements St. Kirin: Eight pets, level 33. Life 172o, magic 258o, attack 86o, magic attack 129o, defense 86o.

Ziyun Yunyihu: Level 7 mount, level 27. Life 148o, magic 74o, attack 74o, magic attack 74o, defense 74o.

Yin Yang Magic Star Dragon: God Beast Pet: Level 15 level. Life 5ooo, magic 5ooo, attack 25oo, magic attack 25oo, defense 25oo.

Due to the limitation of green space, the lightning sculpture can't fly too high, the stars and the small attack distance are completely enough, and they can instantly kill one each time. What the wind can do is to attract the attention of Feng Yu lightning carving, and not let them attack the stars and small.

The dark dragon's breath and the dark arrow of death continue to dye different colors for the green space. Under the attack of stars and small serials, the number of lightning carvings is quickly reduced by half, but their IQ is obviously not proportional to their ability, but they are desperately impacting the winds of the left and right, the two threats to them. Instead, the enemy turned a blind eye.

I don’t remember how long I haven’t taken any medicine, but now he has already had two bottles of 3o class syrup. These lightning knives have a very fast attacking degree, and each attack must make his dodge extremely difficult. After five rounds of attack, his life has bottomed out.

Looking at the almost empty blood trough, the wind finally threw out a short knife that was ready to go, and the second short knife was also shot. The two assassin's short knives accurately set two shadows on the ground, and completely fixed the body of the two lightning sculptures in the air. The wind suddenly reduced the pressure, and with his life recovery, he was able to cope with the remaining four lightnings.

The dragon's breath of the power of the darkness and the arrow of death of the power of death solved the three submerged lightning bolts again when he fixed two shadows. The wind sighed with relief and never dared to despise the trials behind. .

If it weren't for the stars and the little ones, he had already lost the first level of trial.

“Would I also practice a mage to play?” Looking at the remnants of the lightning bolts, they were easily solved by the stars and the little ones. They didn’t even give them time to release their tricks. In the face of such a monster that evades the damage to the heavens, his own attack is completely a tragedy.

A white light draws a door shape on the barrier, and the wind takes a deep breath, and rides on the white slowly and walks in.

The first level of trials is so uninspired, what will be waiting behind.

The white light flashed, and the scene in front of the scene changed again. It was still a green world, but there were countless little green stalks floating inside, as if the dandelion moved with the wind, wandering irregularly.

This dreamy and ethereal environment makes the wind feel a little unreal, and I can't help but want to take out the camera and take an incredible picture.

"Oh, the second test, destroy all the spirits."

The windy nerves tightened and the eyes became sharp. The second trial, it is much more difficult than the first one.

Five white shadows appear ghostly in the ten meters in front of the wind. Seeing their looks, the wind almost squirted out.

Five thieves green thief green bamboo, hard to hold up five sets of white suit trousers, the relatively thick head emerged from the neckline, against a small green hat. The sleeves on both sides are stretched out of tiny bamboo branches, and green bamboo leaves are hung on them. Two dry bamboos under the pants support the ground, leaving their bodies magically balanced.

"This is Lingmu Xian?" Faced with five pairs of hangers in front of the eyes, the tension of the wind suddenly vented.

Ling Muxian: 48, life 8ooooo. The spirit of the purest life force, the legend has an immortal vitality.

Weakness: Fear of fire, darkness, and death.

Talent: The gift of the goddess of life: the life is lost immediately after the loss.

Skill: Bamboo Thorn: Wave your own "arm" to attack the enemy. The attack is not strong but the shot is extremely fast.

8 million lives... Instantly back to full...

I am a fairy with a fork! !

The wind spurred Xiaobai to rush to the nearest Lingmu Xian, a dragon in his white suit.

-3422, -68o2, -6822.

A dragon Yan took away nearly 20,000 lives of Ling Muxian, and a tiny black line appeared on the blood tank of Ling Muxian. On the next moment, a dazzling green number appeared on his head.

+17o46.

The attack of Ling Muxian came immediately. Two "bamboo thorns" brushed and hit the wind, bringing more than 3oo damage.

"Wind brother, what to do. It seems that only spikes can solve them." Xuanyuan said with concern. It’s absolutely impossible to do more than 80,000 damages at a time.

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