MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-v2 Chapter 732 Scarlet pyramid
Under the wrath, the ancestors of the ancestors screamed in the wild, and the **** right hand seized the sharp ruling artifact Frostmourne, killing the arbitrators and commanding Quentin with lightning speed. Pinch his godhead, smash his head... bloody, tyrannical, ugly... witnessing this **** scene, the World of Warcraft beasts are big, and roaring loudly, while desperately launching a crazy attack. With Yang Ling's great world and boundless blood, superimposed on each other's strength, launched a more and more fierce impact of the tide; on the contrary, the arbiters were shocked, and even almost lost their souls, morale fell.
As an arbitrator, Quentin is not only experienced, but also powerful, and the understanding of the ice law is far above the average arbiter. Coupled with the sharp arbitrator artifact Frostmourne Guardian, the combat power is far superior to the average arbitrator. Unexpectedly, even in the blink of an eye, it was killed by the unscrupulous ancestors!
It’s terrible to have a bare-handed boxing killing Quentin.
"Kill, rush out, fast!"
"Crush out, hurry, rush out and join the army of Lord Larens!"
... raging shawls, **** ancestors, so many arbiters are cold, completely lost the confidence and courage to fight back. However, unlike the ordinary troops, panic and chaos, even if the commanders at all levels were killed by one point, the remaining arbitrators still rushed out. Some horses took the lead and desperately attacked the interception of Warcraft; some loudly roared, and the hard-hitting Warcraft **** battle; some serious injuries, seeing the escape hopeless, and even madly exploding the godhead, can not wait to end with the surrounding World of Warcraft !
bloody battle!
Even if the situation is extremely bad, well-trained arbitrators are also biting their blood, and the Warcraft Legion has suffered an unprecedented battle! In a short moment, hundreds of Goddess of Warcraft were seriously injured, and even killed on the spot!
The squadrons under the control of the squadrons are really different!
The arbitrators are powerful and desperate to go out and fight bloody; unfortunately, in the face of overwhelming World of Warcraft, facing the shackles of the Great World and the boundless Blood Sea, facing the raids of the two great ancestors and the corpse witches, It is useless to be strong, and there is no arbitrator who can force it out!
After more than an hour, the more than 3,000 strikers of the arbitrators’ army were completely annihilated and died in the small plains of the Rift Valley!
"Rodriguez, hurry to clean up the battlefield and give our guests a big gift!" Look at the small plains where the blood flows into the river, Yang Ling screams.
"Yes, the adults are relieved, I will let the arbitrator's reinforcements never forget this **** battle!" Look at the war dead Warcraft, the corpse witch king eyes red, "huh" screamed and led many warcraft Busy.
Hee... Yang Ling waved out a large number of crystal bottles from the space ring, and then meditation on the witches, with the help of the Great World to bind the dead soul on the battlefield. The soul of the dead Warcraft received a purple crystal bottle, handcuffed and sorcerer seal, ready to choose the **** resurrection of the demon cemetery; the soul of many arbiters received a black crystal bottle, leaving After returning to the city of the cloud, I slowly refining.
The souls of more than 3,000 elite arbiters, after smooth refining, may be able to cultivate to the limits of the advanced witch gods, and even break through to the peak of the Witch God; distribute it to the corpse witch king, the Black Dragon King and the main World of Warcraft refining, can also In a short period of time, the main force of the main Warcraft is greatly improved!
With the powerful intelligence capabilities of the league, this time played a beautiful ambush, successfully defeated the elite striker of the arbiter, and seized a sharp ruling artifact; but also let Yang Ling see the lack of the World of Warcraft.
The two great ancestors and the five tigers were strong in combat. The Black Dragon King and the Giant King and other more than twenty World of Warcraft were also excellent, killing one arbitrator. However, the number is still too small. In the face of tens of thousands of arbitrators, the number is very different. After the ordinary gods of the World of Warcraft to display the Demon battle, although the combat power has increased greatly, but after all, its combat power is far from the elite arbiter, every killing an arbitrator has to pay a considerable price! This is still the casualties of the raids and the boundless blood sea. If it is a positive fight, the casualties will be even worse!
Now, it is time to open the infinite blood sea again, and enhance the combat power of World of Warcraft through the great witch baptism!
After collecting the soul of more than two hundred Goddess of Warcraft, Yang Ling quickly made up his mind. The **** seas will be baptized many times in a year, which will greatly consume the energy of the blood sea, and may even destroy the energy source and ancient prohibition of the blood sea. However, there is no better choice in the face of the arrogant arbitrators and the gods.
In any case, the main force of the arbiter army and the major gods must be attracted to the city of the cloud. Otherwise, the believers of the Warcraft and the Dragon Mountains will not have time to evacuate!
"Fast, cut down their heads and peel off their armor..."
In the wind, the roar and roar of the corpse witch, the wowed Yang Ling. Look at the bodies of the arbitrators on the ground and look at the moonlight armor that is **** them and superimposed with the thorns. The eyes are bright and think of a violent storm.
"From today on, you will be the **** of death around the big witch!"
Yang Ling’s ‘Call’ was teleported to the body of an arbitrator, meditation on the sorcerer’s ruling, and made the other party a shackle with the supreme witchcraft. No soul, no consciousness, only instinctual mad killing; no pain, no sorrow, no fear, all for the command of the great witch; even if only half of the body is left, still use every means to attack the enemy!
Compared with life, the **** of death may be relatively inferior in some respects, but at least half of the combat power in the first half of life, and some even almost the same, and win without fear. More cold blood than the most **** Warcraft, even more crazy than the most violent Warcraft!
After quickly refining a **** of death, Yang Ling took a deep breath and immediately teleported to the next body. In the same way, the refining process has a flaw.
Death is very powerful, and in some respects, it is better than the Warcraft Legion; however, refining these flaws is not without cost. The more powerful you are, the more you need to consume huge amounts of energy to refine and leave a deep soul mark. When the **** of death dies, the brand of the soul disappears, that is, some soul energy will be lost forever.
After practicing to the advanced Witch God, Yang Ling has been extremely large regardless of witchcraft or soul energy. The power of witchcraft and soul consumed by refining a few gods of death is not worth mentioning, but it is not the same when it is made into hundreds of gods of death!
After two more hours, Yang Ling led the corpse and other people to quickly leave, leaving a **** battlefield. Different from the time of coming, there are more than 2,000 cold gods in the Wuta space. Some of the wounds are **** and fuzzy, and some even have no head, and the blood is shocking. Standing on the stump near the wuta, absorbing the thick white mist, enhancing combat effectiveness and vitality, the wound on the body quickly recovers.
Huh... Yang Ling and others just left, the small plains with blood flowing into the river ushered in several black-faced people with sharp edges, to see the **** battlefield, scalp numb, and he did not hesitate to send magic letters. Soon, the sky flew to a large group of arbiters and gods who were wearing heavy armor, and the black pressure was overwhelming.
"Larens is an adult, dead, and the strikers are all dead!" A black man rushed to the front of the burly army leader and whispered in horror.
"What, all are dead?" The head of the army named Larence was shocked and wide-eyed in disbelief. "What about Quentin, isn’t even Quentin killed?"
Although I had a very bad hunch after learning that the striker had been ambushed, but Larence still did not expect things to be so bad! Even in the ruling of the temple, Quentin is also a relatively good strongman, not to mention the ruling artifact of the Frostmourne Guardian, the more than 3,000 arbiters under it are even more elite, how can it be in a short time The army is over?
"Quentin adult, already..., has been unfortunately killed!" Think of the **** battlefield, the black man can not help but take a nap.
"Blocking the Marsalanka Rift Valley, expanding the warning range to a thousand miles, fast!" Larence screamed, and then followed the crowds of the bodyguards, followed the black man to the **** little plain. Behind him, several of the main gods led their respective gods to follow.
On the red-stained grass, there is a pyramid of skulls stacked together. The back of the head of each skull has a shocking round hole, the brain is missing, and it is not known whether it is hollowed out or sucked; under the eyebrows dyed with blood, two left and right, two dark holes, the eyes have long been Missing wings; Qigen cut off the neck, still squatting, squatting down the blood... **** slaughter, naked demonstration!
Unprecedented shock!
Looking at the **** pyramid, look at the distorted head of the face and look at the hollow eyes. Everyone has a chill of deep bone marrow, and the scalp is numb, and has been experienced for millions of years. There are no exceptions to the numerous battles of the army leader, Larens~www.novelbuddy.com~swallowing other gods, killing the three great gods, the blood-washing cloud city... The fierce name of the World of Warcraft has already been passed Every corner of every major plane, regardless of the arbiter leader Larence or the accompanying superintendent of the gods, all heard of the **** and crazy of the World of Warcraft; but no one thought that **** to such a point !
More than 3,000 masters of the shackles of the elite, so in this short-term all over the army?
Look at the blood-colored pyramid that keeps dropping blood down, look at the head of the top Quentin commander, and the accompanying gods of the gods are horrified. The general strong people do not know that Quentin’s command is powerful, but they are clearly attached to the main gods who have dominated for millions of years.
The ancient wizards who went far away in the magical warfare, they really came back!
A terrible thought, almost simultaneously in the mind of the army chief Larence and several gods, an invisible fear, quickly spread throughout the entire army. Every soldier, whether it is a powerful arbiter or a few gods who are accompanied by the gods, has a shadow of lingering in his heart.
(To be continued) ()
