Doomsday Rise

The black light flashed, and Xu Banxian shot like an electric power. Others did not see the shadow of the black cricket before he was put into the fishing basket. Although he is blind, he sees more clearly than someone with good eyes.

The red-haired old man was so angry that flames were sprayed into his eyes, a roar, and the breath broke out, the melting pot of heaven and earth reappeared. Xu Banxian and Wang Yuanqi changed their faces slightly, and did not dare to straighten their fronts and retreated with lightning.

when!

The furnace fell, covering the entire Black Lake, and dozens of players were shrouded together. Thousands of degrees of high temperature turned into a fire dragon and rushed to everyone. Wherever he passed, the player was ignited, his mouth opened, but no sound was heard. Then, the air was distorted and the sound could not spread. He's face can feel their pain.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace shook for a while, dozens of players turned into flying ash, two black cormorants broke through the silt, and the old man with red hair packed them in a fishing basket. He got two black cormorants at once, and his complexion finally eased.

"He is alone, so many of us are afraid that he will not succeed." The gold-level master in the player saw the black cricket, and the light of greed shot in his eyes.

"Rush!"

People who touch fish in muddy waters are everywhere. The loudest ones usually rush the slowest. Although the earliest start, people follow the trend. As long as someone takes the lead, the rest will scramble to follow.

Although the three red-haired old men are powerful, they can't stop so many masters. When a gold-level master grabbed a blackbird, the others were completely crazy.

The knife flickered and blood splattered three feet.

The player with black clothes outstretched his head before touching the black cormorant, and his rolling head was full of regret and unwillingness.

"roll!"

The majestic man, exhaling loudly, trembled a player directly. As soon as he turned around, a fiery red fist expanded infinitely in his eyes. He just felt like he lost his consciousness. The person on the side was splashed with brains inside the broken head.

The white light pierced through the bodies of three players, Xu Banxian shook the bell, and the sound wave passed through the void. All of them appeared momentarily stagnant, and the signboard on the ground flew up, as fast as lightning appeared over the black pool. One roll, just took away the black cormorant shot.

Jingle Bell ... Jingle Bell ... Jingle Bell ...

Xu Banxian shook the bell continuously, and the magic sounds spread. Everyone was upset and dizzy. The old man with red hair flashed in his eyes and was about to pursue it, but noticed that there was a vibration from Heiyutan, and realized that there was another blackbird coming out, and he immediately ignored Xu Banxian. Xu Banxian took the opportunity to step back.

The silt fluctuated violently. Everyone knew that a blackbird was about to rush on. The players rushed one by one. The red-haired old man flashed anger in the eyes and opened the killing ring. It was like a city wall, treating everyone outside. Although his martial arts skills are high, the pressure on a person facing so many experts is not small, especially if there are two gold-level experts among them.

The black light flashed, and the black cricket broke through the mud and shot. The red-haired old man immediately transformed into a big hand and grabbed it. A cold gold master stabbed a black dragon, blocking the big handbrake, and the flashlight fire, Wang Yuanqi shot.

Nine days of cloudy wind blew, and the two silver-level masters who were standing in front of him disappeared, leaving only Bai Sensen's skeleton to hang in mid-air and stayed for a while before falling. Wang Yuanqi has turned into a whirlwind and almost caught the black master's gold master. The gold master was shocked. Wang Yuanqi floated and then retreated. The black master had disappeared and he did not know when he was arrested.

"Flame of fire!"

He tried his best, but the blackbird was taken away by Wang Yuanqi. The red-haired old man was finally angry. Wang Yuanqi was unable to catch up. He vented his anger on the gold-level master who blocked him. A wave of heat surged and turned into The blazing flames scared other players to panic.

The gold-level master tried his best to block the 21st move. At the 22nd move, the old man with red hair shot it into pieces. In order to stop the red-haired old man, he gave up the first chance to rush to the black cricket. When he was targeted by the red-haired old man, none of the gold-level masters came to help. When the gold-level master died, he made a noise. Extremely unwilling and regretful screams.

People are selfish.

Another group of people appeared, their clothes were messy, and some had blood on them, but the leading lion was very conspicuous. He was a little devil and was alive.

A silver man could not die under the siege of hundreds of people. This brother is still quite capable.

"Come on, catch me all the blackbirds." The little devil's eyes were cold and his voice filled with suffocation. Although there are only three gold-level masters and seven or eight silver-level men left, he doesn't care at all.

He only knew that he was shameful today, and finally he caught a black cricket, which was cooked and robbed. This incident will surely become a shame in his life. How to wash the shame can only use blood. Whoever dares to block his way is his enemy.

The three gold-level masters have dignified expressions. The red-haired old men have not seen them, but they know such a number one. The old man with red hair has been practising alone in the Blue City and never showed up, but his image is obvious and it is easy to guess.

The gold-level masters are all confident, but in the face of the old man with red hair, the three of them are a little bit shy.

The three looked at each other and shot at the red-haired old man in three directions. The three moved, and the others followed. Players are afraid of the old man with red hair, but he is entangled in gold-level masters, so there is no need to be afraid.

As soon as Wang Yuanqi was about to step forward, he suddenly noticed Xu Banxian's movements. His eyebrows were zou zou, and he slowly retracted his steps and took his men back 500 meters.

Xu Banxian walked around Heidaotan, seemingly casual, but every step is exquisite. Wang Yuanqi couldn't see his pace, so he didn't dare to act lightly.

The old man with red hair is too strong, playing alone for three gold-level masters, but also blocking other players, still prevailing, players are killed every second, and screams keep ringing.

After hanging dozens of players, others slowly realized that three gold-level masters were releasing water. The old man with red hair was used to destroy everyone, so some people started to retreat, not to move forward.

Without the interference of players, the pressure of the three gold-level masters increased greatly. They were so fierce that others couldn't just watch, so some players' eyes began to move back and forth between Xu Banxian, Wang Yuanqi and Liu Wei'an, and finally stopped on Liu Wei'an. Xu Banxian is mysterious and mysterious. Wang Yuanqi is high in identity and has many men. In contrast, Liu Weian is the weakest.

Watching the player approach, the black-faced **** and Tong Xiaoxiao's body tightened, Lu Yan's hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, and Nie Pohu took the arrows out and inserted them in a row.

"on!"

Do not know who shouted, dozens of players rushed over. The black-faced **** and Tong Xiaoxiao still shot out like tigers in the mountains. At the same time, the sound of bowstring vibrations sounded.

嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ...

when--

Player

The weapon of the black-faced **** collided with the weapon of the black-faced god. The black-faced panther's sword was intact. The player's weapon was broken into two pieces, and a bloodstain extended from the left shoulder to the right.

"You--" The player only said one word, and his upper body fell to the ground, all the internal organs were flowing out, steaming, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Tong's little opponent was even worse, the silver knife's sword was broken, and his head was broken, as if watermelon was hit on the ground, and the white and red mixed together, and died on the spot.

The difference between gold and silver is huge.

Tong Xiaoxiao and the black-faced **** stopped, and the second trick could not be hit because there were no enemies in front of them. Dozens of players have all turned into corpses, falling to the ground and crooked.

Among the first four are Nie Pohu's curved arrows. Judging the archer's technique from the middle of the arrow, laymen can't see it, but the two often follow Nie Pohu and see it at a glance. Moreover, it can be seen from the part of the middle arrow that Nie Pohu prefers to shoot the heart, and Oriental herring prefers to shoot the throat and brows.

In the back of the eighteen people, there is a blood hole in the center of the eyebrow and half of the throat. The arrow in Brow's heart died immediately, without reaction time. The arrow in the throat can struggle for more than a second.

Farther away, players who had not yet had time to take the shot saw this scene, only to feel that a basin of ice water poured from head to toe in the winter, and Lingling fought a cold war.

Wang Yuanqi's eyes narrowed, his eyes flickered a few times. On the other side, Xu Banxian's movement stopped for a moment. Liu Weian had his hands empty. If it weren't for the body on the ground, no one would know he had shot.

It's terrible, no one dares to think otherwise.

boom!

The red-haired old man hit a gold-level master with both palms, and they both screamed, floating out like a lunatic who broke the line. Wang, finally wrapped his body.

The red-haired old man was finally injured, and was hit by a third gold-level master with a single palm. At this time, a sudden explosion occurred at Heilongtan, and the entire land seemed to be overturned. Mud shot into the sky for dozens of meters, and a black light broke through the mud and shot away.

"Blackbird!" Many people exclaimed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The old man with red hair and the third gold-level master shot at the blackbird and the electric light and fire at the same time. The two played against each other and the gold-level master screamed. His blood was violent, and the old man with red hair grabbed the black owl and returned to the ground. When he landed, his body almost fell and his pale face showed that he was not injured.

Bang, bang, bang ...

Heilongtan exploded continuously, the ground cracked, and extended in all directions. The sputtered mud carried cold air to all directions. Even if the mud left Heilongtan, the cold was still very heavy. Except for gold masters, everyone else could not bear it. Stay, scared constantly back. Gold-level experts are also retreating, the power of the explosion is too terrible, even if they dare not touch it easily, however, the distance to retreat is not as far as the players in the silver period.

However, until the black cricket lake was completely destroyed, he didn't see the black cricket coming out, and after seeing Xu Banxian, Wang Yuanqi, Liu Wei'an, and the old man with red hair, they were no longer strong. They were strong and realized that the black cricket had disappeared and left one step ahead.

The explosion stopped. Someone still did not give up, rummaged in the mud, and finally left without any disappointment. The most unwilling one was the little devil, who stared fiercely at Hongjia Tea, and returned to the Blue City on a lion foal, leaving his men alone.