Return of the Net Gaming Monarch

After the blood of the undead was transmitted, the third game was launched. Bayi Chinese Network W≤W≤W<. ≤8≦1<Z<W. COM

The soul of the sun is forbidden to Vs without a peak. The development of a new and old showdown is the master of the sun and the singer who controls the transformation. Or the jihad can win without the peak!

For this game, Lin Fan and others can't guess who can win. The peakless people are very clear that the name of the holy war is not blown out. However, after the sun is forbidden, the strength is strong enough. The people are jealous, and the two people collide together, winning and losing, extremely difficult to predict.

When they were on the court, they looked at each other, and the eyes were full of dignified colors.

"Roar!"

"drink!"

Almost at the same time, a big snoring sounded in the two populations. No peaks directly entered the state of madness. The body directly rose a few steps, and a **** energy of the blood flowed around the whole body. The eyes were even more violent blood red.

The blame of the sun, the direct change into the shape of the hegemony of the moon, the majestic body is much larger than the peakless, the horror of the knife in the hands is a strong crazy chill.

The change of the two directly made the original empty platform seem crowded. After all, the two men after the transformation were extremely tall and majestic, and they could almost be regarded as a hill.

"Hey!" No peak roar, blood red eyes directly burst into a crimson light, feet directly force, suddenly...

"砰" There is no peak at the foot, and the sound of an explosion like an item screams, and even a light like a flame explosion rises directly from the foot of the front, pushing the front of the sun without the front. The moon tyrants rushed away.

"Roaring the world!" No Feng's screaming anger and screaming directly in the square, and then, the huge giant sword in the hands of the front, directly shined a silver radiance. Align with the sweeping past of the main moon.

"Hey!" The moonlord also screamed, and the huge incomparable sword in his hand smashed out and slammed directly against the body without the front.

"Boom" and "砰"

Almost at the same time, the two men's weapons directly hit the other side, the two figures directly retire a few steps behind the back, on the head, it is directly a damage value.

On the head of the tyrant's hegemony, more than a thousand points of damage came out, but on the head without the front, there was a direct damage of nearly two thousand points. Obviously, no front fell in the competition. Downwind.

"This fierce sun is forbidden to change the moon overlord, has a fatal weakness!" Lin Fan looked at the damage value of the tyrant's tyrant, and could not help but his eyes lit up slightly, and laughed: "Maybe. His attack is the same." However, the defense and blood volume have been reduced a lot, and the suppression is very powerful. Just like my spiritual slave, the property is suppressed!"

Hearing the words, everyone could not help but nod, because the sacred tyrants of the sorcerer’s soul stunned only 10,000 points of blood, which is too unreasonable, the real tyrants, but with more than 50,000 The amount of blood is not comparable to such a defective product.

"No front has also seen it! Next, as long as there is no front to seize the strategy, the chance of winning is still very big!" The long-range shot of the sun gave a slight smile, and the sound came out: "The control technology of the Soaring Soul itself is not outstanding. It is almost the same as the black arrow. It is much worse than the frontless one. If it is not a good life, it is not an opponent without a front!

"Yes, so as long as you grasp the weakness of the blame of the sun, you can play guerrilla, don't fight hard!" Lin Fan smiled and nodded out loudly: "The game can't drink syrup, the blood volume is buckled. I can't add it back, so no one can grab the rhythm and delay the sorrow of the sun. And, the blame of the sun is like this, I don't believe that there is no time limit, if the time is over, restore the original face, then The soul of the sun is forbidden to die!" Lin Fan smiled slightly, and in the eyes, flashed a smile and said.

In the field, at this moment, the battle between the two became more and more fierce. At this moment, the front has already given up the hard-hitting strategy, constantly relying on the position, avoiding the attack of the hegemony of the moon, and then attacking the moonlord. The fierce screaming of the blasphemy is continually roaring, but there is no way at all.

If it is a real battle, it’s okay to say, but no front is determined to escape. Then, the sorrow of the sorrow of the moon will not be controlled. At this time, it will also be seen, and the immature control skills of the sun will be forbidden. Come, because, from the opening to the present, no front has been wandering around the sun for more than a dozen times. The blame of the sun is only for three times. In the rest of the time, it is also seized by the frontless, and it is cut in its body. Got a big piece of meat.

"Hey!" Seeing that his blood is getting less and less, the roar of the blazing sun rang through the sky, and the body leaped directly and violently, with a huge sword in his hand, which was directly aimed at the ground below. a plug.

When the "Boom" sword was inserted into the ground, a violent shackle spread out directly, centering on the tyrants of the moon, and scattered on the platform.

"Drink!" Look at this road, directly pointing at the front of the rushing, and screaming directly. Suddenly, the golden light of the week is filled with a golden glow.

"Oh!" However, obviously, the light could not really block this shackle, and it was directly blown by this smashing bombardment. Then, there was no meaning of stopping at all, and it was directly bombarded on the body of Wufeng.

The damage value of the "111o" thousand points directly emerged from the frontless head, and the frontless side was also directly flung behind the beating. At the moment, there is no front, and there are only more than 900 points left in the blood. The situation is extremely dangerous. However, there is not much blood in the moon.

"Hey!" Fierce, a screaming scream in the mouth of the tyrant's tyrant. With this screaming, the body of the tyrant's hegemony smashed a little bit of light and spread out.

"This!" The people who saw this scene couldn't help but glimpse together, because after the ray was scattered, the shape of the tyrant's hegemon had long ceased to exist, and it was only the horror of the face of fear. At the crucial moment, the blame of the sun has changed back.

"Damn, the sun has no magic value!" Seeing this scene, killing the world can not help but draw a low voice, a flash of anger in the eyes.

"It turns out that maintaining that kind of transformation requires a lot of mana!" Lin Fan thought a little and realized that he would change the state of the transformation. Obviously, it is a little bigger than the mana cost of the flying skill. Otherwise, With the level and equipment of the blasphemy, it is impossible to change back now.

"It seems that the situation is already doomed!" The sky shot a little smile, and said: "Next, it is the match between us!"

Wen Yan, Lin Fan could not help but nodded, without the magical value of the sun, the soul has been banned, has long been a lamb to be slaughtered, no front to kill a knife.