Legend of the Asura

The field of death... Seven Stars Hell............ Death Strangle... The Gate of Death... The effect of the death rulinger is more than one shock, one is more than a horrible death skill, but these horrors The attack has now become a flower shelf in his eyes, and the wind is almost half-closed and the eyes are ignored. The attack is repeated from the beginning to the end with the simplest blaze. This is a battle that does not require any technical content. It is also a battle with great disparity in strength. However, because of the two sacred devices, the situation is completely reversed.

Ten seconds passed, and the life of the wind fell by more than 40,000. Due to the rapid increase in the speed of the attack, the death rulinger’s life was lost more than 10 million.

The death scent became disordered, the death rulinger became obviously panicked, the attack became irregular, and he began to recover his life as much as possible, and he smiled with a relaxed smile: "You have no chance!"

Just a dozen more seconds, how to escape it, how to recover, how to struggle, it will die!

-220348,-240223,-219444,-234987...

A few breaths, another five million lives were deprived of blazing. In less than thirty seconds, the death arbitrator's blood tank was emptied by three-quarters, and its extremely fast life recovery rate was far less than the speed of loss. In desperation, the gray smoke around it is working in chaos, and a strong and trembling death dies over the space.

The wind slammed in the heart, then sneered: "The strongest taboo skills - taboo rulings and death shackles. It is indeed a horrible skill, even now I am enough to spike ... but you have no chance to cast!!"

The wind stunned the attack in his hand, and Xuanyuanjian turned into a Xuanyuan Staff in a flashing golden mang, and a group of green light began to shine at the moment it formed, and the green mans were scattered in an incredible way. The faint gray gas, the life of the dead cemetery of the dead gods.

"The curse of life... the goddess of life!!"

The figure of the green-haired woman appeared behind the wind. She closed her eyes and sang silently. As her hands swayed outward, the green light began to shine, and the gray fog was driven away at a very fast speed. The whole space is full of green of life.

Under the guise of the goddess of life, the vitality of the wind has soared to 2.03 million, and the speed of life recovery has reached more than 30,000. These are not his concerns, he looked at the death arbitrator's move with a smile.

-350000,-350000,-350000...

Apparently with painful embarrassment from the mouth of the death rulinger, its originally fluttering body was painfully distorted in this sudden emergence of life space. Even, it completely forgot the skills that he was using and the enemies he was facing. He began to rush like a headless fly, and hoped to find an exit from here. Life is always the natural enemy of death, and it is a natural enemy that cannot resist.

"Hey! The effect is so good, I knew that I should use the skills from the beginning." The windy right hand held the chin and looked at the beast in the crash. In life space, it not only has no way to restore life, but loses 1% of life every second. The goddess of life can last for three minutes, enough to make it spontaneously dissipate spontaneously in this inescapable living space.

"The beast is very powerful, but unfortunately... you are a purely magical beast!" The wind shook his head and shook his head, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, holding his head high, a huge element of Yuehua formed instantly on his head.

"Yuehua Tianzhu!"

The Yuehua explosion, the seven-line energy burst, the death arbitrator's almost empty blood trough was emptied in the colorful light, its body turned into a thick gray mist disappeared, disappeared while leaving the earth's gold coins and All the equipment that flashes all kinds of light.

"Hey! You succeeded in killing the 80th-level beast ‘Death ruling’, with a reputation of +8000.”

"Hey, your level has risen to level 61..."

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"...your level is upgraded to level 65, life +20, magic +10, power +1, physical strength +1, agility +1, spirit +1..."

"...Your pet's 'Ghosts of the Five Miles of St. Kirin' has risen to level 65."

"...Your pet 'Yin and Yang Magic Star Dragon' level has risen to 65."

"...Your mount 'Purple Cloud Wing Tiger' has risen to level 65."

A series of pleasing tones to listen to the wind is very comfortable. He smirked and began to pick up the props and equipment that the death rulinger broke out.

The first thing that attracts the attention of the wind is the purple light. Because of the removal of the ice, the tragedy of the dragon, this is his first time to defeat the powerful monster to explode artifacts. There are two artifacts, one is the 80th-level artifact short knife ruling blade, and the other is the 80-level full professional necklace ruling chain. Undoubtedly, this is the first time God-class necklace has appeared in the entire Chinese theater.

Five pieces of fairy, three pieces of spirit, more than a dozen pieces of gold equipment. A dozen gemstones, a skill reel, a hidden professional scroll "shadow of the cut", a special shaft "skill transplant reel".

With the superb luck of the wind, coupled with the leap-forward single-killing beast, none of the things that the death rulinger broke out was rubbish, and each piece was enough to make people crazy. But what makes him a little regret is that almost all equipment and equipment requirements are around 80, because the death arbitrator is an 80th-level beast.

What made him even more regrettable was that the death rulinger did not even leave the body, so he lost a chance to collect the beast.

There was no barrier to the entrance to the bottom of the cemetery of the Death. The wind took a deep breath and took back the five-jawed golden dragon, slowly walking towards the entrance. The effect of Xuanyuan Shengyan has just disappeared, but he still has more than one million vitality, plus Jinlong bodyguard, he is confident that even if it is really "God", it is absolutely impossible to kill him.

No longer hesitating, the wind leaps and jumps, jumps down the entrance, and as he jumps, the Shura in his hand is against the red light.

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When hatred reaches its utmost, it will no longer be a simple emotion, but will be turned into essence, and melted into every corner of the body, every hair, every drop of blood.

I don't know when, the world in front of him is only black and white. But he did not care at all, because these are no longer important. His world no longer needs to have color, no longer need to have feelings, only... hatred!

The gray-eyed eyes calmly looked at the crowd in the distance... calm and terrible. The eye wave did not flicker. Even the heart has not beaten.

Finally, he evoked a sneaky desperate round, and his figure was like a wind, rushing to a distant crowd like a goblin who wants to smother the bones. After a lot of hard work, he finally found the level of the magic wolf-mad now. So what he has to do now is to use all means to tear him apart... and then torn it... a thousand knives, and frustration!

The dangerous atmosphere is approaching, and the demon wolf-crazy looks at the source of the turmoil. At first glance, he sees the eyes that make people feel cold. He subconsciously stepped back two steps, gnawing his teeth and sneer: "The life is very hard, but it is still not dead. But I want to come to which hospital you are lying in and wait for death."

As long as the real world has a sigh of relief, it will become intact after entering the world of reincarnation. But the demon wolf-madness will never think that Yang Aotian in reality has also healed.

"Abandoned him!"

With the temper of the demon wolf, more than 20 people formed a protective wall around the demon wolf-madness, and more than 50 people greeted the rushing Yang Aotian. They have already played against Yang Aotian many times, and each time they will be killed by killing more than a dozen people. The extremely high dodge ability and the speed faster than the shadowless people make them helpless. They can only bite their teeth and resist him. Sudden attacks several times. And this is also the cause of the demon wolf - violent anger. Reincarnation of the world to take him helpless, he put the vented poison hand to him in reality.

The same level of heads-up, high-attack high-hit and high-avoidance assassins will always be the king, and the assassin's raid by high-powered power is enough to make everyone invincible and fearful. But... in the group battle, the assassin will be reduced to tragedy most of the time, so if the dark thorn becomes a thorn, and the enemy is more than a hundred times more in size, the advantage of the assassin disappears.

All this, Yang Aotian has been left behind, his world has no other existence except for revenge.

In the hands of the sneaky scorpion thrown out, killing two assassins who rushed to themselves. But his attack ended here, the rest is the action of avoiding and leaving the double folder, because his goal is only one! This in turn made the devil wolf's helper unprepared. He was too late to be attacked by Yang Aotian at an incredible speed, rushing to the devil wolf-mad, then kicking his foot, pulling his body up to five meters high, avoiding all the bows and arrows. Magic, while skipping the wall around the devil wolf-mad, and his body's falling point, is the location of the devil wolf-mad. In the process of falling, the ghosts in his hands flashed black light, carrying a dark atmosphere and incomparable hate.

boom! !

Like hitting a thousand stones, Yang Aotian's attack was completely blocked by the demon shield suddenly appeared before the mad body, and the body was shaken off by the anti-seismic force.

Devil wolf - madness is too late to wipe the cold sweat on the head, shouted: "You help the waste, block him, block him!"

At the moment when Yang Aotian fell, several shields waiting to be sent up swarmed, and the impenetrable shield wall blocked all his escape routes. The sky attack fell on him mercilessly, and he quickly emptied his life. At the same time, the sneaky killer in his hand fell to the ground.

The dark thorn became a thorn, and Yang Aotian’s revenge this time ended in tragedy. Maybe at first, he didn't plan to leave alive.

The resurrection point at Tianlong Square reappeared, and Yang Aotian’s dead-eyed eyes stood still. Without hesitation, with the flash of blue light, the fairy spurs appeared in the hands. He rushed to the ground and rushed to the position.

He is more like a madman who is calm and terrible.

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