Magic Chef of Ice and Fire

If it is not the front with a semi-god level master, I am afraid that the loss of the gods will be greater. Of course, the nearly a thousand gods and men who died were not only caused by the Zhushen crossbow. Within a certain distance, the gods have been completely dispersed, and no longer give the Zhushen anger the most powerful opportunity. At this time, the Huarong Empire The strongest knights of the two continents rushed out of the flame of honor burning in their hearts and rushed out of battle.

The strength of the God-Man is once again displayed in front of everyone, the Fire Demon Knights, each knight is carefully selected, they have their own dragon guns, and have their own ground dragon mounts. The Fire Lion Knights, although they do not have the support of the magician, but they are still the strongest Yangon Continental Cavalry except the Fire Dragon Knights. What is their fate now? Very simple two words, death.

The two knights only launched a charge at the cost of complete destruction. Under the leadership of hundreds of demigod masters, these knights did not have too many opportunities. They could only take away hundreds of them with that violent impact. The surname of God and man disappeared forever on this barren land.

The most outstanding knights of the Huarong Empire, which consumed the countless energy and efforts of the Huarong Empire, were thus destroyed. The Prince Rong, who had just recovered some vitality, saw this scene and could n’t help but stunned.

More than two thousand gods and men lost nearly a thousand, most of them died under the double explosions of the gods and crossbows, but the results of the complete destruction of these two elite knights were pitiful. At this time, the human warriors raised their weapons, and no one flinched. They all thought of their family members. If these gods like wolf go to Yangon mainland, what would it be like? The situation! Therefore, although they knew they were going to die, they still raised their weapons and launched suicide resistance against the gods. By this time, the strength of the monomer has been shown. Although there are only 1,200 gods and men, what they bring is the call of death.

The number of human warriors is decreasing. At the beginning of the battle, the gods have almost no loss. Those demigod-level masters are almost invincible. Every attack can easily take away more than ten human warrior surnames. At that time, they had killed their red eyes. The resentment generated by the magic and the crossbow arrows had been completely radiated out. In their hearts, only with blood could they release their resentment.

However, the madness of the gods did not last long, and the scene fell from one side into a glued state, because the elite of the blood lion appeared. The elite of the two thousand blood lion religions quietly sneaked into their own warriors, including the five hundred blood guards and one hundred ice moon hall masters who were still using the Zhushen crossbow. Under the leadership of the seven elders of the blood lion and the five lords, they appeared in the Yangon mainland warriors around the gods by sniper killing. Their appearance suddenly reduced the speed at which the human warriors were killed, and the number of the 1,200 gods began to gradually decrease.

Among them, the most obvious effect is not those martial arts level masters, because, including the blood lion seven olds, these masters are greeted by a semi-god level master who is a few points stronger than themselves. Only in a desperate way can you barely resist the opponent's attack. It was the blood guards who began to reap the life of the enemy on the mainland of Yangon. Yes, the 500 blood guards who grew up in iron and blood.

Blood Guards never wear armor, they are always dark red samurai robes, just like their weapons are always sharp swords. Not only do their bayonet swords have strong penetrating surnames, but they also possess violent toxins. Their joining is a nightmare for the gods. Under the attack of the blood guards, the casualties of gods and servants at the level of gods are constantly increasing.

In the eyes of the blood guards, any means can be used to achieve the purpose. Often, when a human warrior is killed by the **** servants, their thin sword has been quietly stabbed from the armpit of the human warrior. With full force, even if their own body is also pierced by the weapon of the **** servant, their attack will not stop instantaneously. Blood Guardian brings a spirit. They simply do not take care of their lives. As long as there is a breath, the attack will not stop.

Although the Fire Dragon Knights and the Fire Lion Knights are strong in the war, they have a strong impact, but in the duel with the master, their impact does not play much at all. The previous In the battle, it was precisely because the front-level semi-god-level masters completely restrained the explosive power of their impact, so that their entire army was annihilated and did not play the greatest role. However, the blood guards are different. They are the most elite of the blood lion religion. In the previous battles, most of their goals were to assassinate some stronger than their strength. Therefore, their tactics against these gods Is the most effective.

The blood guards are like cunning poisonous snakes, always hidden in dark corners, but when they attack suddenly, they can always gain something. What they harvest is the enemy's surname. For this gain, sometimes they have to give up their lives.

Due to the participation of the Blood Guard, the scene has completely entered a state of stalemate. The hundreds of thousands of troops on the Yangon mainland have surrounded and killed more than a thousand gods and people. Although they can do very little harm to the gods, they include blood. The Yangon mainland masters including Wei created opportunities, the advantage of the number and the firm belief in protecting Yangon mainland so that they did not have any fear of these powerful gods. If there are no more than one hundred demi-level masters among the gods and men, I am afraid they have already been slaughtered, but the absolute strength has made the army of Yangon mainland not take any advantage. Every time they kill a god, It takes a few, even dozens, hundreds of lives. This is still the result of chaos.

The battle is always carried out in a state of stalemate, and casualties occur in three ways. The casualties in the air are obviously the least. After the spiritual power of Nian Bing has been greatly shaken and weakened, the two sides can only make the other party hurt, but not fatal. . No one can say which side decides which side of the battle is fighting, but it can be said that the victory or defeat of any aspect of the battle will affect the overall situation.

The number of nearly 6,000 gods and men fell sharply under the slaughter of the dragons. Without the help of gods and gods above the level of half gods, they faced the dragons with little chance. The solid defenses of the dragons prevented them from being fatally injured , But whether it is their breath or tyranny, it is a nightmare of the god-man in front of them.

Just as the scene went into chaos, on the side of Luorou, a low chanting sounded, the sound was not loud, completely covered by the torn of the battlefield, but there were less than a thousand gods and people here who did not know It is this humble low singing voice that determines their destiny.

A layer of miserable green mist filled the sky, covering the army of Yangon mainland and the gods, so that there was a trace of consternation on both sides of the battle. The gods stepped back cautiously, but they soon discovered The green mist filled with evil breath did not affect them. After several temptations, they showed their fierceness again and plunged into the battlefield again to continue their killing. However, they soon realized that it was wrong.

A broken corpse gradually stood up from the ground. There were dead Knights of the Flame Dragon and Flame Lion, as well as dead soldiers and blood guards from other countries on the Yangon mainland. Their breath became abnormally cold, some of them were still bleeding, and the evil breath filled the entire battlefield for a time. All human warriors quickly retreated under the command of Luo Rou, while those who stood up again He rushed up without a hit. In the face of the attacks of the gods, they did not know the pain at all, and the methods used were completely the same. Unless the body is completely smashed, even if only the head is left, they will bite at the opponent, and the combat power will increase instantly. The gods are not only physically hit, but also their hearts tremble. What attacked them was their companions, what was this? What are these things? Under the influence of the miserable green mist, the balance of Luorou's battle began to tilt.

Youyou stood pale in the crowd, her height was not high. Except for the low tide guarding her, even the soldiers on the Yangon mainland did not know that everything in front of her was from the strength of this little girl. . The miserable green mist was released by Youyou, how she hoped not to let herself use this magic! But it turned out that she still had to use it. Because there are enough people dead.

"Ah! This is undead magic, you must find the undead magician." A god-level god-man shouted in fear. They can easily kill human warriors, but it is not easy to turn all human warriors into fragments, not to mention, the number of these army of undead soldiers is tens of thousands. These tens of thousands of people all died in their hands, but now they have become their enemies. The monstrous grievances are constantly rising. Under the impact of the undead army who do not know what death is, the gods began to retreat, and they were already a bit chilled.

Luo Rou raised her hand again, and she held the token given to her by Nian Bing in her hand. The two thousand elites that Nian Bing gave her still have less than 1,500 people left, and only two hundred people are still alive. Although the casualties were heavy, the deaths of the blood guards are proud, because each blood guard has killed at least one god-man, whose strength is higher than their god-man.

Luo Rou closed her eyes, and when tears dripped down her cheeks on the ground, she gave the order, "Zhu Shen Arrow, the target is in front, the ice and fire double blast. Shoot." A total of 200 Zhu Shen crossbows Because of the casualties of the personnel, there are now barely a hundred of them able to exert their power. The blood lion warriors only know how to execute orders, even if they target the deadly arrows and their dead brothers. When the crossbow was pulled away, the super crossbow with twinkling red and blue mounted on the crossbow machine. During Luo Rou's violent wave, dozens of crossbow arrows of forbidden level exploded into their due power.

With the sight designed by the dwarf king, all the crossbow arrows have no omissions. They have completed their tasks. The magical light erupted in the center of hundreds of gods and tens of thousands of undead warriors. The fierce power of the curse is suddenly. There was an open space there.

The remaining hundreds of gods and men were completely surrounded by undead warriors, and suddenly such a strong magic broke out above their heads that they could not resist. After throwing away hundreds of entities again, only those demigod-level gods who had some strength were fleeing the battlefield, and the number was only more than a hundred. In this battle, they lost two thousand elite gods.

Under the special care of the blood lion warriors, the undead army was affected by the outbreak of the central ban only the innermost warriors. There are still more than 20,000 remaining undead warriors. Under the leadership of the fog ~ www.readwn.com ~ rushed to a large number of gods and people fighting against the dragons. As long as the suicide attack began, it would not stop until all the dead soldiers lost their lives.

Undead warriors, the more powerful they were during their lifetime, and the stronger they became after they became undead. Among these undead warriors, there are already more than a thousand gods and undead souls. God man.

At this moment, a roaring dragon yell suddenly sounded, the voice was full of anger and unwillingness, the dragon god's huge body fell slowly, and a golden long knife was inserted in his heart.

Xijie was standing in front of the Dragon God, his chest undulating continuously, breathing **** air in his mouth, at this time, his seven qi had been bleeding at the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and his clothes were no longer long. Complete, exposing steel-like muscles, looking at the dragon head full of anger in front of him, he hated and said: "Do you regret it?"

The Dragon God looked at him with near-dead eyes, "No, I will never regret it, because only in this way can we let the Dragon Race return to the light. Hope world, you will not succeed, the human warriors will Destroy the despicable guys from the continent of God. "

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