Zhan Yue - Chapter 1550

[The first thousand five hundred and fifty-four chapters]

Immediately, on the entire front of Yilu, Qing Deng, Calories, Haotian, and Slaughter Fanchen each blocked the attack of a 120+ meter ancient god, and Lin Xi even fought against a 154 meter level ancient god. For a moment, many players in the entire national server looked over and were stunned. No other guild in the national server could do such a feat.

“Straight thief…”

On the Dragon Knight’s Hall, Zixiong resisted a 99-meter-level ancient god, while gnashing his teeth: “Yilu’s people are really fierce, so many super-advanced ancient gods can really fucking resist. Ah?! If this is replaced by any other guild, the position will not collapse in an avalanche immediately?”

“really.”

Ghost Walker’s brows furrowed: “Yilu’s… is indeed a daring art master, who dares to fight and dare to take the burden of the national uniform.”

“Say what?”

Shijiu Nianhua held the long moon sword and sneered: “Don’t let other people’s ambition destroy your own prestige, okay? Our Dragon Knight Temple can also resist high-level ancient gods, but Fan Yi did not order those high-level gods to attack our position. .”

“The ally is right.”

Xia Zongyubing was holding the white fish stick, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, and said, “We haven’t seen the true chapter yet! Ghostwalker, you should get up and take the 87-meter ancient god from the guild next to you. After all, Your Zhu Yan mark is not fake.”

“Humph……”

Ghostwalker frowned: “Sister Bing, is this what you mean, or what the leader means?”

Shijiu Nianhua said solemnly: “She means what I mean, don’t you understand?”

“understood.”

The ghost walker galloped away, and Wang Shiyu, who was beside Shijiu Nianhua, gritted his silver teeth, turned pale with hatred, and became jealous, but there was no way to do it. Touching his nose, he didn’t say anything with a grumpy look. In fact, many things are like a mirror in everyone’s mind, so they don’t say anything.

It is said that Zhou Datong used the power in the RMB and the guild to attack, and he had already taken down Xia Zongyubing, a popular female game anchor. After that, he did not know how to convince Wang Shiyu. It is said that Fang Baiyu once When I went to find Zhou Datong, I broke the picture of three people living in the same room and sleeping together, and it was spread on the forum for a while. Everyone said that men should be like Zhou Datong, and it has been a good talk since then.

…

“You said, have Zhou Datong and Xia Zongyu slept?”

Xiao Hei stared at the front of the Dragon Knight’s Hall from a distance and said, “It’s not unreasonable that this Xia Zongyubing can be popular on the live broadcast platform, you look at that figure, that look, look at that look, which one? Can a man stand it? How do you describe this?”

A Fei looked at Xia Zongyubing in the distance, took a deep breath, and said, “What a green mountain with dark eyebrows and two pupils to cut water!”

“Fuck!”

Xiao Hei clapped his hands and praised: “Good literary talent, I just can’t think of the words in this literacy, Brother Fei really is a cultural person in LSP!”

Ah Fei rolled his eyes, he was too lazy to prove his innocence, it seemed, he couldn’t prove himself either.

“Roar–”

At this moment, there was another low roar in the distance, and an ancient god with a condensed blue lattice form descended to the mortal world, his body bent slightly, and then he rushed straight to Yilu at an unimaginable speed. The position, the distance of nearly five miles, is estimated to be reached in ten seconds, and after I opened the auxiliary tool, I was ready to measure the height of this ancient god, 129 meters!

“hooligan!”

I reached out and pointed to the front: “Come on, block it!”

“Fuck!”

A Fei was shocked: “How can I block such a tall giant, I’m a little mage, you want me to be a meat shield?”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Shen Mingxuan kicked Ah Fei’s ass and kicked him out. He said angrily, “Is the mark on the top ten corpses reserved for you to see? You are such a high-level mage, and your equipment is good. Do you know how fleshy the Elemental Shield is? Hurry up, do you want Lu Li to end so soon?”

“Okay, if I fight, I will die!”

A Fei ran forward with his staff, like a little mage who was going to die heroically. The staff suddenly swung horizontally, and with a “Peng” sound, there was a blood-colored Dharma image behind him. Suddenly, the blood-colored silk thread connected to his neck. His head was swaying, his hair was swaying behind him, and his broken arm was also swaying. The only right arm, holding a golden pestle, let out a low roar, and slammed heavily on the ancient gods who rushed over.

Immediately, according to the law, the head was tilted, and he smashed his head on the opponent’s body with his head. After the baptism of spells, the ancient gods were in pain for a while, roared, and greeted with iron fists, “Pongpong” slammed on the body of Jubi Faxiang.

However, the elemental shield on Ah Fei’s body was guided by the power of the imprint, and it quickly turned into a huge golden shield that also protected the law.

“Depend on!”

A Fei was shocked: “The elemental shield + mark is so powerful? It’s amazing…”

“Hahaha~~~”

Nanmu Keyi said with a smile: “The top ten corpses, big brother, according to the power of the mark, where do you think it can be worse than Qinglong and Bai Ze? Hurry up and export it, this time it’s up to you!”

“Don’t let Ah Fei be alone.”

I waved my hand and said, “Let’s add about ten grade B marks to reinforce Ah Fei, and if necessary, help him withstand the damage when the elemental shield breaks.”

“okay!”

In the crowd, ten volunteers flew out.

…

At the same time, in front of the position on the right, towering figures rushed out one by one, and more than a dozen ancient gods above 100 meters attacked at once, including three ancient gods with a height of 120+ meters, with surging momentum, this time Fan Yizhen It’s real. Last time, not so many advanced ancient gods were dispatched.

“The soldiers will stop!”

On the Fenglin Volcano position, Feng Canghai flicked his sword and said coldly, “Come on with me with an S-rank mark, let’s kill one first!”

“Yes, Alliance Leader!”

The next moment, Feng Canghai rushed out, and with a low voice, a dazzling rain-screening imprint bloomed behind him. His sleeves were graceful, calling for wind and rain. Before he got close, he raised his hands, condensing a circular water column that slammed into the air. On top of the body of a 127-meter-tall ancient god, Feng Canghai went into close combat, and the sword light continued, and the Martian River behind him opened the Tianma Dharma. , unable to enter.

Rain Master Pingying ranks fifth in the top ten gods. In fact, it is not inferior to the king-level holy beast. It can even be almost flush. Coupled with Feng Canghai’s personal ability, the ancient gods of 127 meters are actually singled out. Not surprising at all.

Farther away, the purgatory dawned with a low whistle, and appeared in front of the position with a bow in hand. When a 124-meter-high ancient god slammed down with a ruthless punch, he was immediately blocked by a flame hoof print, and his head was fiery red. The unicorn dharma slowly rose behind the purgatory dawn, and at the same time as the hoof print shook the opponent, the arrows fell like rain, and the purgatory dawn broke out quite gorgeously.

As someone said at the beginning, if there was no me and Lin Xi in the era of “Magic Moon”, the only person who can compete with Feng Canghai for the world’s first place in the world is probably only the dawn of purgatory. Such an advantaged melee profession, Feng Canghai’s winning rate has never been low before.

At this time, in the other direction, Master Yan was not attacking the candle dragon, and with more than a dozen imprint fusion players he blocked a 122-meter-high ancient god. Manpower, withstood at least dozens of ancient gods who were killed, and there was even a grand scene of 30+ imprint fusion players attacking a 117-meter-high ancient god in turn.

In this battle, all players in the national server tried their best, and no one had any reservations.

On the entire battlefield, all the fusers of the imprint of spirit beasts above Grade B, or the fusers of the imprint of the corpse, have already played. Among the fusers of high-level imprints, I am the only one who is still standing in Yilu’s position, waiting. belongs to my opponent.

…

“Hey-hey……”

In the sky above the Supreme Holy Daotai, Fan Yi let out a rather “shy” laughter, tsk tsk said: “It’s incredible, now the strength of human adventurers has been greatly improved because of the secret realm of mountains and seas, and people have to look at it with admiration. Ah, before this king thought it was impossible for you to touch the spar formation, but now I realize that your attack is indeed very penetrating, and it has threatened the spar formation. Fortunately… I still have a trump card. Call it out, Lord Han Ying!”

In an instant, Han Ying, who was standing on the throne watching the battle not far away, trembled: “Lord Fan Yi, the trump card you mentioned… shouldn’t it be referring to me?”

“you?”

Fan Yi couldn’t help sneering and said: “Do you really have no self-knowledge, Han Ying, the sword maker? Although you are the throne, your heart is broken, and the roots of your Dao cultivation are leaking from all sides and rotten. Relying on a throne to scare and scare mortals is fine, but now, do you dare to fight in front of you? Aren’t you afraid that the adventurers such as Qiyue Liuhuo, Lin Xi, Feng Canghai, and Purgatory Dawn will kill you?”

Han Ying’s face was pale: “My subordinates are dull, I don’t know the deep meaning of the adults, what are the words… Please speak directly, Mr. Fan Yi!”

“Humph!”

Fan Yi opened his hand and said, “Give half of your throne luck to me.”

“what!?”

The swordsmith Han Ying was shocked: “Half luck?”

“how?”

Fan Yi sneered: “Only in and out? Do you think you are a Pixiu? Take it out immediately, and after this king’s spar array refines more luck, it will naturally be doubled back to you.”

“Yes!”

The swordsmith no longer dared to disobey, and raised his hand to give away a ray of rich golden luck, but Fan Yi did not accept it at all, but opened the folding fan in his hand, and gently swiped it towards the Northern Territory behind him. He smiled and said, “Brother Immortal Lord, eat more. When you’re full, send it to the fire in July!”