Chapter 2437: Fallen
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The four women are rushing to the Protoss, but only the Holy King, how are they the opponents of the Protoss?
You know, in a short period of time, even the Great Sacred has died a lot.
Protoss, this is a existence that is beyond the strongest force of mankind. It is definitely not human beings who can confront.
The indifference of the Protoss, shot in one palm, the four attacks were broken, and they fell back and hemoptysis was injured.
The Protoss took another hand, and the palm of the gods, from the sky, fell on the four women.
"puff!"
The four women coughed up blood, and the body shape fell, and the breath became wilting.
"It's a pity that these big beautiful people kill directly. But... after all, it's just a mortal!" The protoss said indifferently, and looked very proud.
He is a protoss, even if his beauty is beautiful? After all, it’s just a mortal!
"Now send you on the road!"
His palms were lifted again, and the power of God above the Scorpio surging, and another palm fell to the ground and four women.
This is the **** of destruction, the power is stronger, it is a kill.
The four women who were languid stood up and looked up at the Protoss. Even if they died, they would stand and die.
How can the Protoss be?
I believe that one day, the purple scorpion will kill their pieces without leaving!
They are not afraid of death, but they are reluctant.
I can't bear other friends, I can't bear the Promise, I can't bear to be purple.
"Purple, goodbye!"
"farewell."
"Meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life."
"If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you!"
The four women were ready to meet the death, and the violent palm prints descended from the sky. The powerful breath blew their blood-stained robes and rolled their long black hair.
The fallen palm print with a shadow, the Protoss smiled.
But this palm, after all, did not fall.
The four women who were ready to meet the death saw the palm prints of their whereabouts, and when they arrived at them, they suddenly stopped.
The palm print was suspended in the air, not falling, but the breath was still violent.
The expression of the Protoss smirk changed. He looked at the front with some horror and looked at the woman in front of the four women, who had a little **** in the eyebrows.
He doesn't know this woman, he can even feel that this woman is not strong. But the breath of the other side is the most pure breath of God.
In addition, the other's eyebrows have a **** seal, which is the imprint of the true Protoss.
"Who are you?" He was terrified. He didn't dare to kill him. He could only look at the other side and ask.
"roll!"
The Protoss woman looked up at the Protoss and her voice was indifferent.
"You..." was so indifferent, the face of the Protoss changed, it was very ugly, but did not dare to kill the protoss that did not look strong.
"A pseudo-god in the district, dare to take a shot to my friend, who gave you the courage?" The Protoss woman once again spoke, the words are still cold.
The protoss, known as the pseudo-god, changed his face, and his body became disorganized. He almost could not control the palm print above.
The Protoss woman is Yiqian. She rushed over at the crucial moment. When she was lucky, she was also a little scared. If she came late for a while, it would be really dangerous. How to explain to Ziyan.
There were so many false gods on the eighth floor. She was caught off guard and saw a lot of fierce battles along the way.
The pseudo-god did not retreat, the palm print on the head is still there, but the protoss did not dare to continue to shoot.
The void was distorted, and the protoss of the two great saints of Xuanwu and Suzaku were killed. After they saw Yiqian below, they looked awkward.
But one of them seemed to think of something, his face suddenly changed, and immediately rushed to the line of Qian Qian: "Weitu has seen the goddess!"
"goddess?"
The other two listened, and the face changed instantly. This title is not something that ordinary people can have. Even those real protoss can't have it. This is a special name that indicates an extraordinary identity.
Some of them are false gods, and even nowadays, the existence of arbitrarily killing on the eighth floor is also a false god, and the real protoss, if not including Yiqian, only five people.
The palm print on the scorpion dissipated, and the false **** was full of horror.
In the eyes of mortals, they are Protoss, but in the eyes of the real God, they are only pseudo-gods with magical skills but no blood, and they are white, that is, slaves of God.
"roll!"
Yiqian swept three people and said coldly.
The three men, like Meng Da, once again bowed to Yiqian and quickly left.
"Are you all right?" The three men left, and Yu Qian turned and looked at the four women.
Su Mengyao shook his head and said: "Nothing, I would like to thank you again."
After the rest of the robbery, the look of the other three women is still difficult to calm down.
"I don't have to be so polite with me. I am a friend with Zi Yan. It is also a good help for you. But I didn't expect that they will come suddenly and join the battle." Yiqian said with apologetic apologies.
"This may be fate." Su Mengyao's gaze looked ahead, and the eyes were full of worries.
In a short time, the two great saints fell, which made her somewhat unacceptable, and she also knew the fall of the White Tiger.
"There are a lot of fake gods here, and you will follow me along with you." Yiqian looked at the four people.
After a little hesitation, Su Mengya nodded. "It would be troublesome."
"Is it purple? Didn't you see him?"
"No. We have been looking for him, but there is no clue."
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This is a siege against the Star of Life, even if it is a goddess, it is impossible to save everyone.
Because she does not have this power, and there are not so many false gods to buy her account.
She can only take four women, then go to Ziyan to see if she can think of other ways.
In addition, after meeting the monks of the Star of Life, several people will also signal that they have to withdraw from this layer.
Originally after the previous big battle, the Star of Life has already occupied an absolute advantage, but the Protoss rushed into the hand, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.
The energy of the sky is turbulent, and a new battle is going on. Yiqian and others are quickly flying toward the front.
But when the battlefield was reached, the battle was over. Su Mengyao saw two enemies, one is the Primitive Sanctuary, and the other is the False God.
A young man on the ground lost his vitality, and his side was scattered with some broken flags.
He is Lu Peng. The whole life star, the highest strategist in the formation of the fascination, and I have known the sable with a long time ago, it can be said that the sable can have such great achievements, and the singer Lu Peng is indispensable.
The two saw Yiqian, far away from her respectful salute, and then quickly left.
When I left, I only listened to the basic sage: "They have other holy kings, each of which is difficult to entangle, and solves the best together."
The leader of a foreign race, today, has become a dog in front of the false god, with a false **** to kill human genius everywhere.
In particular, those stalwarts who are sturdy in combat are regarded by the great saints as the future existence of the Star of Life, and they are the main targets of their killing.
Several people swam toward the bottom and came to the front of Lu Peng. Su Mengyao tried to produce a regular energy. This energy fell on Lu Peng and was recovered after a circle.
She shook her head and Lu Peng was dead.
"Is this the day to destroy our star of life? Why is it?" Lin Xue's tears slipped. She and Su Mengyao knew Lu Peng long ago. The two sides grew up together, and he did not expect him to die here.
"The Protoss is already a high presence. Why do you want to shoot us?" Wang Xianer's look is also very complicated, and it seems to be a pity.
Yiqian stood there, some were overwhelmed. She was a goddess. All false gods feared her and feared her, but she did not have any substantive power.
Lü Peng’s death is deplorable, but several people have not even given him the opportunity to collect the corpse. His body is decomposed by the rules unique to the Thunder Temple.
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Zhang Haotian's body flashed, appearing from the hidden void, his face pale, just appeared is a big mouth hemoptysis.
"Is there a small skill in the area, dare to offer ugly in front of me?"
When Zhang Haotian appeared, the void behind him was distorted, and a false **** came out from it and looked at him indifferently. Behind the false god, he followed a stranger of the aliens, which was the existence of the escape.
Under his guidance, the false **** came to kill Zhang Haotian.
In fact, how can the false gods of the church be self-descending to deal with a holy king in the district? If it was not for the Prime Minister and others to inform them of their potential, these pseudo-God could not deal with the Holy King.
But since the decision was made, there is no holy king who can survive from their eyes.
"Protoss!"
Zhang Haotian turned back and stared at each other indifferently, showing his cold murder.
His figure flashed and he was hidden in the void.
"Humph!"
A cold, a look of disdain on the face of the false god, turned and went to the rear to hit a palm.
The palm prints of the colorful light fell into the void, and I saw that the void was broken, and Zhang Haotian’s figure appeared, just hit by the palm print.
"boom!"
The energy of the cockroach was soaring, Zhang Haotian’s attack paused, the mouth blew blood, and the blood contained a broken viscera. His cold scorpion gradually lost its luster and his body fell toward the earth.
When Su Mengyao and others arrived, ~www.readwn.com~ happened to see Zhang Haotian’s weapon, as the body had been broken down.
After that, Barbie, Wuxie, Shangguanhong, Dongqing and others did not escape from the false gods, and all died.
The genius of the Star of Life and the Great Saints have already died 90% in a short time.
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The purple scorpion in the hall opened his eyes, and the flying knife in front of his eyes flew around him like a rotating light, which was very fast.
This time, I got the Thunder Royal Knife, and his combat strength has once again improved. I am very satisfied with this.
Put away the flying knife, he turned and walked out of the hall.
The hall behind him was distorted, and then disappeared. The purple scorpion was in the air.
Not waiting for him to make a good mood, it is to see a majestic behemoth with a thunder in front of him, falling from the sky.
