Daomen Invasion

The bandits, tables, chairs, and tableware fragments in the restaurant were wrapped in dragon rolls, circling from the ground to the ceiling. No sound could be heard from inside. Cotton Jack could still see the faces, twisting silently, and he saw the tornado slowly turning red.

Cool air rushed up from the heel of cotton cloth jack and rushed into the back of the head. For the first time, he felt that blood was so terrifying. In front of him was purgatory, and Asla was the purgatory devil.

Xiahe turned his head and spit out blood, still spraying it on the magic robe.

The bruise was absorbed into the magic robe. His left half exuded a rotten smell, and the blood-refined robe had a magical light, making it impossible to look directly at.

The fighting spirit sent by the battle master into the abdomen is like a high-speed rotating reamer. Xiahe endured the pain, and the Six Life Yuanfu struggled to absorb the fighting energy into the core of the Six Life Yuanfu, and a little bit of wear and tear. The effect of rejuvenation became apparent, and Xiahe's pale face was a little flushed.

Xiahe stepped into the backyard in one step and came to the headless corpse. When he reached out his hand, he would put the corpse into the Dragon and Tiger Dao.

A flat metal box fell down, only the size of a book. Xiahe's eyes were fast, he took the metal box into his hands with real energy and held it in his arms. This is what the combat master got from the hotel owner. It cannot be included in the space equipment. It must be a very special thing.

I was almost killed. Should I charge some interest?

Dozens of red-armed bandits came out of the hotel. Xiahe pointed at the fingertips in the wind, and the power of the elements gathered at his fingertips, then released. During the storm, hundreds of electrical chains fell. As soon as Jack Cotton recovered, he was stabbed in the eyes with lightning.

"The person who called you, we have to go."

Jack of cotton shivered, his hands trembling, and he took a whistle out of his arms, stuffed it in his lips, and struck hard three times, two long and one short.

Dark thorns! The tooth of the earth! Hellfire!

During the heavy rain, the **** spread, the big trees in the courtyard also burned, and the entire courtyard was turned white by steam. Xiahe made up three quartz wind blades easily. The quartz wind blade more than one meter long was swept away from the waist. In the white steam, the painful howling of the bandits came.

"Wait for me, I'll go as soon as I go." Xiahe said, turning around through the lobby of the restaurant and across the street. The spear thrown by the battle master pierced a large hole with a diameter of more than half a meter on the wall across the street. Xiahe followed the cave and found a spear that almost killed himself.

Epic weapons with their own skills can finally make up for their losses. In order to escape the fatal blow, he used any door scroll.

Cotton Jack found two sailors, and in the lobby he saw the young magician on the street approaching. Asra's half of the body was blood red, and the rain was flowing down the magic robe, bright and dazzling.

Wild Master had a deep awe, seeing Xiahe beckoning, he silently took the sailor into the increasing rain.

"Lead the way and go to the place where I am standing." Xiahe said concisely that his injury was still not good, and he was mostly mad. This loss of true energy is basically due to the punch of the combat master, and he forced the injury with true pressure. Instead, there is not much true energy to release the magic loss. Except for Lightning Ice Cone and Mage's Wrath, the rest of the magic consumption is ordinary.

Xiahe followed behind the pirates, thinking about the battle gains and losses while walking.

The weakness of the lightning ice cone is too obvious, that is, it is not easy to lock. Especially for enemies with a higher level than their own, this magic lacks a prefix that allows the enemy to make mistakes. If it is only used to chase injured enemies, it is better to use elemental fire arrows or quartz wind blades.

However, the advantages of the lightning ice cone cannot be replaced. The attack speed exceeds any spell outside the light system. The lethality is huge, and the combat master directly wastes a resurrection.

Originally, his ability to melee melee was not bad, but the physical degradation was so great that it was a last resort. He was punched by the master of combat and was directly killed by half his life. If you are still a first-order Taoist, you can smash the master of battle into meatloaf with a note of Shou Yuan Hammer.

Cotton Jack walked into an alley, the water under his feet had not reached his knees, and the courtyard walls on both sides were high, and the alley became a river.

He climbed the stairs and came to a door, and reached out to unlock the lock on the portal.

Xiahe followed Cotton Jack into the yard, and the two sailors closed the door at the back and bolted it inside. There is also water in the courtyard, but the terrain is higher, and a vortex with a diameter of more than one meter is formed at the root of the wall to discharge it outward. The courtyard is not too big, it is four meters long and wide, and a tree stands alone in the courtyard.

"Asla, how is your injury?" Cotton Jack asked eagerly before entering the room.

"Slight injuries, no hindrance."

Cotton Jack made the sailors busy. He took Xiahe to the bedroom: "You rest first, call me if you have something."

Xiahe nodded. Cotton Jack put four magic books on the table and bowed his head out of the room. The young wild mage was a little afraid to look at Xiahe's eyes. Xiahe just killed too much, and he didn't cover up the murder in the depths of his soul, making him very uncomfortable. The magician's soul is very sensitive, and what Xiahe exposed at that time is the field that he has not touched yet.

Xiahe also knew what was wrong with him. Between life and death, he could not be as stable as a mountain.

Hey, after all, the main body of the soul is in the shadow of the shadow, and now the part projected in the sea of ​​soul is relatively weak. If it is not this method, it cannot hide the Dragon and Tiger Palace.

Not everyone can join the Taoist Palace. If you want to become a war priest in the Taoist Palace, you do n’t need to check the three generations of the ancestors, but you must at least see if there is any problem with your soul. Dao Gong itself has fought abroad, and has seen too many strange creatures in the world. How could he be careless.

Four people in Xiahe left in less than five minutes, and a magician brought more than 70 red armor pirates to the scene where Xiahe had fought. There are no living people in the restaurant. Xiahe killed all the diners while killing the pirates. Cotton Jack didn't realize that Xiahe was actively killing his mouth, and he didn't intend to let these people go.

The magician has long silver hair, skin is like white paper, eagle hook nose, extremely deep eye sockets, and facial features are like stick figures drawn on white paper, but only a few strokes have drawn his gloomy and cruel.

Now that the magician wants to vomit, the flesh and blood in the restaurant are mixed with wood chips and porcelain chips.

If he is an ordinary person, he is a magician with meticulous mental strength. He can easily distinguish which intestines and which are eyeballs, brains, nails, tongue ...

Nausea soon turned into anger, he realized that the scene in front of him gave him a weak emotion.

Must not be weak, because in this world, weak meat is strong!

He raised his eyes and looked over to the backyard, where was the second battlefield. The Hell is extinguished, and the burning tree is only left with a blackened trunk, which emits a little heat. In the stagnant water on the ground, corpses floating like charcoal were all cut by magic, and it was not known whether it was burned or shredded first.

The Master clenched his fists tightly, his voice hoarse: "What about Lord Gunman's apprentice? Where is the little war god!"

His spiritual power has swept through the upper and lower floors of the hotel and restaurant, and there is no living person. After Xiahe cleaned up the scene, everyone here took time to escape.

In the storm angle, such weather means that there is elemental disorder, and it is harder than trying to catch the magician who created the killing. No footprints can be left on the ground, and the best hounds can't smell the remaining breath.

"Sir, you should come and see."

There was a pirate whispering behind him, and the magician turned his head and gazed across the street, only to see a shocking hole in the wall opposite the street. His mental power spread, and he quickly drew a line. The starting point of the hole was in the courtyard of the hotel.

died? The God of War is dead?

This idea was born, and the mage was even more angry. If Gun King ’s favorite disciple dies, he will be implicated if the things that Gun King wants are gone.

"Give me a look, if you can't find it ..." The magician's teeth gnawed loudly ~ www.readwn.com ~ What's the use of the Queen to cultivate these garbage! Hundreds of level 10 professionals were all killed, and the enemy was like killing chickens. It is not cheap to forcibly upgrade the level of potions. What kind of thoughts does the queen have?

The red armored pirates are trembling, if the magician is angry, none of them will survive.

Master came to the street, stood in front of the wall, and looked at the hole pierced by the epic spear, and he was shocked. This shot was changed because he was not easy to hide. Little God of War was desperate. He desperately failed to kill the opponent. Who is the enemy?

Rainwater splashed down from the sky, the red armored pirates searched in the rain, miserable. The rain was pushed away by an invisible barrier around the magician's body, and there was no drop of water on the mage. The sky is dark and scary, the thunder continues, and all traces of the elements are destroyed in the thunder.

"Adult!" A red armored pirate knelt on the ground, holding something in his hands.

The mage turned back suddenly and saw a head full of anger, holding it in the hands of the pirate. It was no one else, it was the most beloved disciple of the gun king, and the queen personally gave the name of the little war **** Kubrick.

Poof!

Under the wrath of the Master, an ice cone stabbed past, and the pirate holding the head was stabbed by the ice cone from his mouth, pierced out behind his head, and died on the ground.

"Waste!"

The pirates were silent, and the mage no longer vented his anger. He reached over and grabbed his head, and walked towards the beach.

He could not solve this matter by himself, and he had to leave it to the teacher. If you face the gun king yourself, who knows what will happen.

The pirates looked at each other. The mage had no new orders, they could only stumble and follow. Heavy rain washes the streets, empty restaurants, no one cleaned the broken corpses.

The rain is getting bigger.