Necromancer Doomsday

“bully intolerably!”

Wan Zhiyang was extremely angry, and his anger continued to accumulate.

The magic warriors of the Black Mountain battle group are a little dumbfounded at this time, and the excitement expression on their faces has become dull.

What did they see?

They actually saw the incomparably powerful head of the leader, who was constantly retreating under the constant attack of the other party, only to parry but not to fight back.

“Leader, kill him.”

“Kill him.”

“Kill him.”

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The members of the Black Mountain battle group immediately roared one by one, their voices bursting like a tide.

This feeling is a bit like cheering on the field, but Wang Ling has not been affected by the slightest. He is completely immersed in his own attacks, attacking again and again.

“Strong strength.” Wang Mingwen hasn’t moved since he walked into the yard. He sank into the dark void like a, half of it was exposed outside, and his breath was restrained. It’s like a piece of wood.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, he stared at the battle between Wang Ling and Wan Zhiyang unblinkingly.

At this time, seeing Wan Zhiyang being beaten by Wang Ling, Wang Mingwen still has several points of surprise in his heart.

Wan Zhiyang’s level is Level 21, but the battle strength is not weak. Even if Wang Mingwen does his hand, it will take a little more effort to defeat and even kill Wan Zhiyang who has cast Iron Body.

“Asshole!”

Wan Zhiyang blocked Lance’s blow and yelled. Lance stabbed again. This time, Wan Zhiyang didn’t use his hand to resist, his head instantly A crooked, dangerous and dangerous avoiding Lance, the hair was cut off at a blow.

Immediately, Wan Zhiyang shot a powerful strike on the tip of the lance spear, and the huge force bounced off lance.

“Crash!”

In an instant, Wan Zhiyang turned into a heavy tank and rushed forward hong long long.

With a bang, as soon as Wang Ling had time to take back Lance, Wan Zhiyang had already rushed there.

Wang Ling immediately held Lance with both hands and placed him in front of him. Wan Zhiyang directly slammed on Lance. The power of the incomparable gigantic burst out instantly, and Wang Ling immediately flew high behind him, moved towards the back, crosses an arc and falls.

“Crash.”

Successfully once, Wan Zhiyang did not stop, immediately launched a second attack, and once again rushed forward.

At this moment, it happened to be the moment when Wang Ling was about to land. If he was hit by such a direct impact, Wang Ling would suffer severe damage if he died.

However, Tang Fan and the others did not intend to make a move. Yang Lan was anxious, seeing that Tang Fan and the others did not express anything and did not make a move.

Wan Zhiyang collided, Wang Ling’s body instantly twisted in the air, lance fiercely chopped downward.

Ontology skill: Chop.

Lance is like a giant axe, the pouring bucket can whizz down.

With a bang, lance fiercely chopped on Wan Zhiyang’s body.

A huge force like a storm exploded, shaking in all directions, and the huge rebound force made Wang Ling’s body fly high again, quickly adjusted himself in mid-air, fell behind, and fell to the ground Stand steady, and Wan Zhiyang was hit directly by Chop, the huge force was like a mountain instantly pouring down.

Wan Zhiyang was smashed in a collision, and the whole person had a meal, ka-cha made a few times, the floor shattered, and his feet fell deeply into the floor.

After Wang Ling landed, his face turned pale, and the palms of both hands trembled slightly.

The collision formidable power just now was extremely strong, and he almost let his lance fly out of his hand, the huge power swept the whole body, and the skeleton felt a little painful.

The fighting can move the whole body and dispel this discomfort.

Immediately, Wang Ling called Dou Neng and quickly poured it onto lance. The crackle sounded again, and the surrounding air temperature rose sharply.

The blazing white thunderbolt and red flames reappeared again, winding around the lance like a whirlpool with high-speed rotation.

Shit la chuckle…

The thunderbolt intertwined with the flames, and the crazy skyrocketing engulfed Wang Ling’s body in an instant.

The terrifying energy was extremely violent. Wan Zhiyang’s expression was hard to see any changes due to the use of Iron Body, but his eyes showed an expression of shock.

The face of Wang Mingwen’s faintly discernable smile also changed drastically in an instant.

This energy fluctuation is very strong and strong enough to threaten him, but this energy is displayed from a person whose level is not as good as him.

Wan Zhiyang was shocked, he quickly raised his steps and came out from where he was stuck. At the same time, Wang Ling has turned into a thunder-fire shuttle, a breakthrough space, moved towards Wan Zhi Yang rushed away suddenly.

The sound of chi chi sounded constantly, the air was burned and the temperature rose sharply.

At this time, Wan Zhiyang only pulled out one foot, and another leg plunged into the hard floor. The thunder-fire attack had already swept over him, and his breath was extremely hot. Passing the air assaults the senses, Wan Zhiyang was suffocated, and there was a slight pain mixed with burning and numbness on the skin.

It was too late to dodge, a flash of determination flashed in Wan Zhiyang’s eyes, and his hands stretched out in front of him to form protection.

The thunder-fire strikes.

A huge explosion sounded, terrifying thunderbolt and flames turned into violent shock waves, hitting all directions, and the floor flew up block by block, like an invisible force that strikes directly from bottom to top, Immediately, pieces of the floor were shattered in the air, and then turned into powder under the shock wave of the thunder-fire.

Thunder-fire strikes, the interweaving of thunderbolt and flames, turns into a terrifying storm, and constantly strikes forward.

Broken!

Wan Zhiyang crossed his arms to block the thunder-fire attack. Under the huge impact, the whole person kept retreating, and the floor was constantly broken under Wan Zhiyang’s legs. Open, like a bulldozer.

Wan Zhiyang clenched his teeth, and constantly used his own strength to gather his arms to block the thunder-fire attack.

However, the formidable power of thunder-fire is too powerful. The power of thunderbolt and flame is constantly blasting into the body through the arms, burning the whole body, and the muscles spread out. There was a numbness.

This feeling made Wan Zhiyang extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to give up resistance.

The strength was quickly weakened, and it was already difficult to support. Suddenly, the thunder-fire attack was slightly paused, and then a more powerful formidable power broke out. Wan Zhiyang’s arms were suddenly blown away. Thunderbolt strikes directly on his chest.

With a bang, accompanied by a scream, Wan Zhiyang’s body, in the incredible eyes of the Black Mountain warband’s magic warriors, flew high behind, and then, as if in The bird of the gun is normal, tracing an arc in the air, and falling heavily into the distance. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)