Doomsday Rise

One by one, the flames of flames flew into blue smoke, and instantly turned into a blazing flame, as if a drop of Mars fell into the oil, and the terrible flames instantly extended to several miles. Hundreds of thatched cottages simultaneously ignited flames, terrible The high temperature spread toward the outside, and members of the Ping An team ran wildly away from the thatched hut. They only felt the waves of heat on their backs. The high temperature could swallow themselves at any time until the temperature was slightly more than thirty meters away. The temperature dropped slightly. .

The screams and anger sounded, and they were drowned by the crackling sound of crackling. The thatched house exploded, and the shirtless indigenous people broke through the flames. The tattoos on their bodies shone with dazzling rays under the burning of the flames. Mysterious The explosion of power caused people to run in the flames.

"Bow and arrow!" Nie Pohu was shocked in his heart, but his face remained unchanged. His bow looked like a full moon, staring coldly at the fastest indigenous people.

Not every indigenous tattoo has the ability to withstand high temperatures. Some indigenous people have scarce tattoos, and some indigenous tattoos are not shiny. These people ran out of thatched huts for a few meters and were enveloped by flames. Terrible screams.

"Arrow!"

After more than a thousand arrows, there are more than a thousand, and then more than a thousand. The three-wheel design can ensure continuous shooting without leaving gaps. Even if the archers' shooting methods are uneven, they can make up for each other. .

Screaming loudly, the indigenous people who burst out of the fire kept falling down. The vitality of the indigenous people is extremely powerful. Many fallen indigenous people pull out the arrows inserted in their bodies, climb up and rush, and climb up on the ground if they can't stand, unless they hit the heart, throat or eyebrow. Of the indigenous people do not lie quietly on the ground.

Bang--

The most central and largest thatched house exploded, and the thatched blast of fire shot in all directions, passing through hundreds of meters of void in an instant, and Nie Pohu, who had a keen sense of danger, had no time to get down. The sound of gurgling is great.

The terrible energy passed from the back, and the robe made of the fourth-level Warcraft skin burst instantly. After the vigor, Nie Pohu rose quickly, and the sound of bangs around him fell into one piece. At least 300 members of the Ping An team fell down, squirting blood all over his body and squirting blood. The soft thatched shoots into a sieve.

Important Thatched cottage is an unusually tall indigenous man with a mysterious symbol painted all over his body. His face is colorful, and he cannot see whether his face is ugly or handsome, or even his age. A tide-like atmosphere emerged, and a vacuum was formed within ten meters of the circle, and the burning flame was extinguished in an instant.

After the appearance of this indigenous people, the remaining alive indigenous people seemed to have got some kind of call, a new force burst out inside the body, the fighting power doubled in an instant, the eyes were dull and red, and the evil spirit was like a flood. The tiger's practice can't help but have some difficulty breathing.

"Luo Luo, Luo Luo, Luo Luo!" The indigenous people in the center roared, their voices shouting like a lion and a tiger, and they shook everywhere. All the indigenous people followed the roar, their expressions were crazy, there was no emotion, only killing.

"Arrow arrow, arrow arrow, arrow arrow!"

The sharp arrow shot on the indigenous people can only shoot in one arrow. The indigenous people rushed into the Ping An team regardless of the arrows in their bodies. The palm was the most powerful weapon. One palm fell and the Ping An fighter appeared from the left shoulder to the right. A bloodstain appeared. The next moment, the body became two, the upper half fell to the ground, and the lower half stood for a few seconds before falling.

Many of the Ping An team are **** archers who hit the throats, hearts, or eyebrows of indigenous people. They were shocked that these indigenous people did not immediately die as usual, but they had more than a dozen in stock. It took only ten seconds to fall to the ground, enough time for them to kill one or even two peace fighters.

"Abandon the bow, use a knife, and offer a shield!" Tang Dingxi shouted loudly, replacing Nie Pohu's command position. Nie Pohu aimed at an indigenous man with 5 colorful feathers on his head, and was fiercely launching. Fight. The indigenous man passed through the flames without burning his feathers.

"Rollo--"

The central indigenous people should be the leader of this tribe. I do n’t know if the world of the indigenous people is called the chief or the chief. The second time I uttered the unrecognizable roar, I just screamed, turned my head abruptly, and the two eyes were as big as a cow, emitting two scarlet rays.

Ding! Ding!

The sharp arrows that came galloping were shot down by the light, and the hidden serial arrows were also shot down, and a dazzling spark broke out.

"Wow--"

The chief struck hard, and the ground cracked, as a cobweb spread and his energy overflowed, dividing the burning flame into pieces.

The chief was soaring into the sky. When he flew to more than twenty meters, he was enveloped by a darkness, and a vague figure emerged. He was putting up a cold-smelling bow, which seemed to move slowly, but it was as fast as lightning. Liu Wei'an's face was dazzled by the black mist, and he could not see his expression clearly. Only his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he punched out with a punch.

Bang--

The chieftain, such as a meteorite, hit the ground. The previously shattered ground expanded tenfold, and it fell deeply into the tens of meters.

Liu Wei'an was unhappy, soaring more than 50 meters into the sky, his interest surging and almost retrograde. His heart trembled, and this was the first time he had met evenly matched opponents after his great advancement.

"Come again!" When rising to the highest point, Liu Wei'an paused for a moment, and then fell like a meteor and slammed into the chief.

The energy was emptied, and the flames flew outward like flames of fire. They slowly disappeared during the flight. The rising dust blocked the sight, and only two shadows were seen moving quickly. The surrounding thatched houses were one after another. Exploded, the wood used to support the structure shot in all directions. The scorched corpses on the ground were all indigenous people who had no time to escape.

"kill--"

Fighting beyond the flames has entered a fever. The fighting power of the Ping An team belongs to the top of the pyramid in Black Dragon City, and the selected 5,000 are cutting-edge. The fighting power should represent the strongest force, but in the face of indigenous people, it still needs three to four. To remain undefeated.

How many indigenous people can not be counted, killed a batch by flames, shot a batch of arrows, about 500 people rushed out, but shattered 5,000 people's Ping An team, and fought each other.

The petite figure fell from the treetop, the icy scalpel drew a bright light, and opened it to the neck of the indigenous people. The indigenous people did not care about Lu Yan's attack at all, and the fist cannon containing the terrorist force blasted into Lu Yan. If he was hit, he was afraid that Lu Yan would be penetrated.

laugh--

When the blade touched the indigenous people, the rough skin suddenly lit up the dazzling rune. The rune contained magical power, making the skin firm as gold. The corners of the indigenous people's mouth cracked, a cruel smile appeared, and their fists suddenly accelerated. When they touched Lu Yan's abdomen, Lu Yan's extremely calm eyes flashed a strong sense of murder.

The blade vibrated hundreds of times in an instant, and the high-frequency vibration turned into an indescribable tearing force. The blade of light flashed, the blood splashed three feet, Lu Yan flew back, and fought with the second indigenous people. This indigenous man's tall body was heavy to the end, his red eyes returned to normal, and an unbelievable look flashed, slowly turning gray.

boom!

The fist and head swell, and the head explodes instantly, like a broken watermelon. The white and red splashes. The indigenous people split their mouths, exposing white teeth, and the redness of the eyes is a bit rich. At this time, the body One cool, one bowed his head, and saw a point of the sword, a look of confusion appeared on his face, it seemed strange how the sword appeared in his body.

The sword tip agitated a few times, with a splat of blood drawn out, the indigenous people turned their heads with all their strength, and when the owner of the sword was clearly seen, the strength faded and fell to the ground.

Tang Dingxi rushed down to the next indigenous person with no expression. Her fighting power may not be as good as that of the indigenous people, but she couldn't hold the weapon. The sword in her hand was gold.

"Little catch!" The black-faced **** screamed, and the indigenous people who hit the fly shot at Tong Xiaoxiao like shells.

Tong Xiaoxiao was fighting against an indigenous man, and he didn't return his words when he heard it. The eight-petal plum hammer hammered a dragon and hit it on the indigenous people's head accurately.

when--

With a loud impact, the indigenous people's heads fell to the eight-petal plum hammer and cracked to death.

On the battlefield, I saw blood and terrible sword light constantly. With the scream before death, the battle was not more than ten minutes. There were more than a thousand corpses lying on the ground, most of which were soldiers of the Ping An team.

laugh--

The central battlefield suddenly separated, and Liu Weian's feet plowed a deep trench more than 20 meters long on the ground. In contrast, the chiefs are a bit miserable.

The left arm was gone, and a fiery flame came out slowly. The chief's eyes were angry, and Yangtian roared, roaring like a lone wolf in the night.

Liu Wei'an didn't feel it at first. When the whole world shook a bit, his face changed greatly. "No, it's calling for Warcraft-" turned into a lightning bolt, regardless of the breath and not evenly adjusted, launched a stormy attack.

In the depths of this space ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ A crack suddenly appeared, one after another, the Warcraft rushed out, the hyena giant pig, the triangle yak, the three-tailed fox, the black armored wolf ... the number is increasing, up to the earth Tremor.

"Feilong obeyed the order, stopped Warcraft, and insisted on it for at least five minutes." Tang Dingyu ordered without doubt.

"I see." Fat Dragon, who had never shot, didn't know what he meant for five minutes, and strode toward the rushing Warcraft. After more than ten seconds, the distance between the two quickly reduced to 20 meters.

"Get off!" Fat Long gave a loud sigh, patted his palms, and burst out with energy.

boom!

First of all, the triangular yak exploded, the ground meat shot in all directions, and the tens of meters seemed to have a blood rain. The next World of Warcraft was shocked. After an instant pause, the eyes were stimulated by the **** smell in the air. Crimson, the speed suddenly increased.

"Give me to death!" Fat Dragon raised his hands high, and then lightning struck the ground.

(Tianjin)