Chapter 3564 Blood Sea Card
But among so many people present, except for Fang Fan who has this strange ability, the others... don't seem to believe it at all...
This is not a level of existence at all.
"Brother Fang Fan, you summoned him, right?"
Zuoqiu Yao tentatively asked.
Fang Fan shrugged and didn't reply specifically, but everyone understood.
"The kind that can be summoned anytime, anywhere?"
"Brother Fang Fan, you still say that you are not a descendant of the true god..."
"The demigods are all around you..."
Zuoqiu Yao took a breath, and then couldn't help sighing.
What can this mean?
That being said, is there too much involved...
The scope of this involvement is indeed a bit wide...
"Everyone, don't pay attention to these..."
"Um……"
"Get ready for the battle..."
"Even if there is a demigod to attack, there are still more than a thousand enemies..."
"The scale is there. If you can't grasp it a little bit, you may be rushed by the enemy directly..."
"Control the sense of rhythm, don't wave..."
"Steady, must be steady!"
Fang Fan licked his lips, thinking to himself, the brilliance in his eyes burst out, and all kinds of thoughts exploded to the extreme!
The rest of the people also withdrew those messy thoughts one after another, and started to unite the front, and the solemn expressions on their faces increased accordingly, not daring to be careless in the slightest!
After all, the thousand or so people in front of me are all elite teachers of the Protoss...
There are even more than a hundred big bosses in the holy realm.
How should I put it, there is quite a feeling of being different.
There is always a gap between them.
When fighting against ordinary protoss cultivators, an ordinary sanctuary-level existence like Guisha Zuoqiu Yao could still stabilize the audience, but now... more or less it seems a little powerless.
The gap is there, and it cannot be expressed casually in a few words.
In all aspects, it is necessary to be stable, not to be too careless...
It is true to stick to the overall situation...
The other ones are all nonsense, they are nothing...
According to the protoss, Brewer, the third-class god-general of the Shan Shengzun realm, just stepped forward, and a numb expression appeared on his face...
"Half... half god?" (Protoss)
"This...how is this possible!"
"No... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"How come there are demigods here!"
"ah!"
"Ahhh!"
"Where did it come from..."
"There is a demigod protecting this giant cannon, how should we destroy it?"
"Could it be that all this is a conspiracy?"
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"How can it be like this..."
"Conspiracy... it's all a conspiracy!"
"Yes! That must be the case! The damn thing is that I didn't find out at all..."
"How stupid am I!"
"What to do now? What to do?"
"I have more than a thousand troops under my command..."
"If you can't grasp it right now, the whole army will be wiped out..."
"Gudong..."
Brewer, the third-class god-general of the supreme holy realm of the protoss, was weeping, his body trembling unnaturally. At this moment, there were bursts of despair in his heart.
At the moment, he didn't know what to say, as if he could only watch all this numbly...
Deep in my heart, that feeling of resentment and powerlessness are intertwined, powerless...
If you can't control it, you can only follow Liangliang...
"Exit now?"
"The whole army retreats?"
"call……"
"Is there still time?"
"This road has been blocked from the very beginning..."
"Since the troops have come out, they can't go back..."
"Going back is also a dead end!"
"Going back is death, not going back is also death..."
"Hahaha!"
"Rather than that, it's better to make your own death meaningful..."
Brewer, the third-class god general of the Jedi Quiet Saint Realm of the Protoss, gritted his teeth, and the indignation in his heart was accumulated to the extreme. Endless oppression swept over his body, and his whole body was in a state of full explosion!
What should come, will always come!
Let's have an out-and-out attack!
war! war! war! Invincible!
"The whole army obeys orders!"
"We can't go back!"
"We are doomed!"
Brewer said in a particularly desolate tone, and the words have already expressed the ultimate bewilderment...
But at a time like this, I can only tell the truth...
end... end...
When Brewer finished speaking these words, the audience couldn't help throbbing, and the emotions of the protoss cultivators became agitated...
"Don't be impatient..."
"Listen to my military order..."
"Since it's a dead end, why not do something for our Protoss..."
"Rush over! Shock the cannon! Blow up the cannon at all costs!"
"Even...even if it's self-destruct..."
"Go! Go! Don't have any worries!"
"The warriors of my Protoss, there are no cowards!"
"rush!"
...
When the roar came, Breuer would take the lead in charging, directly fighting with the quasi-demigod realm felt golden armored puppet.
The whole audience was in an uproarious fight...
No matter how strong the golden-armored puppet is, it is impossible for him to control the overall situation. This is inevitable...
So at this moment, there are still thousands of protoss cultivators rushing towards Fang Fan and Mie Shen cannon.
Once they are allowed to rush over, there is a high probability that this group of people will not be able to last for too long...
It can only be said that the more than one hundred elite protoss in the Holy Venerable Realm are indeed a bit too difficult to stand, they can't stand it... they can't stand it at all!
Bai Piao gritted her teeth, although she kept cursing, she never left Fang Fan within one meter...
When the real danger came, he would pounce on it as a shield.
On weekdays, it's noisy and noisy, but when it comes to the key sentence, everyone still has to become a rope.
The friendship accumulated between each other cannot be expressed simply in a few words.
"Blood Sea Card..."
Fang Fan muttered to himself, and took out another card from the storage ring...
This is a card obtained before the war. Fang Fan has been keeping it in his hand, ready to use it in times of crisis.
"Holy Lord Blood Sea Card: After opening, a sea of blood can be cast. In the sea of blood, the combat power of the designated enemy creatures will be reduced by one level, and last for ten minutes!"
...
The introduction is very clear, basically it is to reduce the enemy's combat power...
A low-level saint is demoted to an eight-star peak sanctuary, and a middle-level saint is demoted to a low-level saint...
If this is the case, it will be much easier to fight...
Among the more than one hundred cultivators of the God Clan in the Holy Venerable Realm, most of them are low-level Holy Venerables...
When they all become the existence of the eight-star peak sanctuary realm, it is equivalent to losing the threat to a certain extent.
The audience is already under control!
As for the others, there is no need to care about them!
Full focus of combat power!
A sea of blood and a mountain of corpses appeared in front of me...
