Vol 3 Chapter 961: destination

Magic Wu entered the ruins of the demon, and the real opportunity really began.

Looking at the densely populated Mozu creature in front, Mo Wu sneered: "The real danger has begun."

There is more in his hand, it is a small black bowl, about the size of the palm.

The magic poured into the small bowl, and the small bowl immediately flew into the air and began to zoom in.

Then another figure appeared.

These are the Mozu, and the atmosphere is strong, the lowest is the eight-star Holy Spirit, and it is also the kind of soul power is very close.

They are all well trained.

These are the true reliance of the magical martial arts. Those that were previously recruited are nothing but cannon fodder.

\"How have you not returned yet?\"

After the magic Wu looked at him, the four people handled things, and should not be so slow.

\"No matter, let's kill it and say it again.\"

Obviously he is not willing to waste his time for four people.

Three of the nine stars have fallen, leaving the last Western calendar.

The three people of the Sim Xi Yan are still alive, but they are not happy, because Zi Yan’s words are very clear, and no one can live in the end.

The purple cockroach took away the bodies of the three nine-star holy spirits and smiled lightly: "You see, I am the one who laughs to the end."

The Western calendar has long had no previous arrogance, and his eyes are full of horror at this moment.

The reason why he is still alive is not because of how strong he is, but because he left his hand before Zi.

It is intentional.

Zi Yan looked at the four people in the field and said: \"How many of you died first?"

The sorrowful and horrified beggar said: "The grown-up is forgiving, I am wrong, I am willing to take all the things out of my body and contribute to the adults."

Zi Yan said faintly: "Kill you, things are mine. Say, who will die first?"

The magic Xi ​​Yan will still sue again.

Zi Yan said: \"I will tell you a secret, in fact, I am not a Mozu, I am a spiritual, I came to the Mozu, just to destroy this plan!"

At this moment, the devil is completely desperate, and he no longer swears.

Knowing this biggest secret, he believes that he can't live.

Since he can't live, he will be calmly killed. He pointed to the Western calendar and said: "Can you unload this guy?"

Western calendar anger: \"You are looking for death!\"

The magic west sneered coldly: "It's all **** for you, deceiving us to join in. It turns out that we want to die. How about we unloading you?"

He looked at the other two and said: "What do you think?"

The two immediately nodded and agreed.

\"The minority obeys the majority.\"

The purple scorpion came out with a knife, and the last time the Western calendar lost an arm. The second knife used to be two arms, followed by two legs.

The magic Xi ​​Yan three people smiled, the mood at the moment is very happy.

This is also someone who avenged himself.

The Western calendar began to curse, and the purple scorpion made a few more knives, not much more, just eight.

The soul of the Western calendar was destroyed and died.

The sables retracted the incomplete corpses, which were able to concise the power of the Mozu. The most important thing was that they had the harvest of all the people before.

Zi Yan looked at the three people, \"Reading in the same team, the three of you have broken their own, or you want to be divided, it is also possible."

Hey! puff!

One left and one right, the two sharp-edged holes pierced the body of the two people beside them, and the magical West held the sharp edge with a sly smile.

The two fell in a pool of blood.

The purple eyes are calm.

噗通!

I saw the magic west squatting on the ground and said: "I still want adults to take my life, and let me be a slave in the future, all by the adults."

Zi Yan shook his head and said: "I don't need it, you do it yourself."

Moxi is not reconciled to say: "I still want to think about the adults again, the magic Xi ​​Yan must swear allegiance!"

Zi Yan continued to shake his head, \"You are so loyal, I don't dare to ask."

\"Then you will die!\"

A cold light suddenly flew out from the ground under the feet of the purple scorpion, and slanted toward the squat of the purple scorpion. This is to forcibly pierce the head of the sable.

The eyes of the sorcerer’s eyes stared at the front, and the expression was full of infinite hatred.

Two fingers strongly gripped the sharp edge of the blade, and the magical stern shot fell, and the purple faintly said: "Under a certain height, you can't know what kind of power we have. You think The hidden movement is a joke for me.\"

A black ray, flying from the purple sea, turned into a black soul light sword, did not enter the magic sea to understand the sea.

In the eyes of the other side, they immediately lost their brilliance, and they were still trembled with sharp tremors. They also quieted between the **** of Zi Yan.

The magic west is sturdy and heads down.

The purple scorpion went forward and took away the three bodies.

At this point, the harvest of all the people recruited by the martial arts has arrived in the hands of the sable.

Zi Yan looked at the passage that had not been closed in front of him and said: ""Wuwu, it’s up to you."

The purple scorpion entered the passage.

The ripples provoked and the purple cicada appeared on a clearing.

There are traces of fighting in front, but I can't see the figure of the magic weapon. It seems that during the time of my delay, the other party has already gone deep.

Zi Yan looked at the traces of these battlefields and found that it was not left alone, like a large army passing by here.

Purple is not unexpected, \"It seems to be the person brought by the magic weapon.\"

It was strange that the original purple scorpion, according to the network of the magic martial arts, how could it only bring four Jiuxing Holy Spirits from the district.

Now he understands it.

The purple scorpion walked toward the front, but just walked to the battlefield, it was the genie that had been brilliance and had been cleaned up before, and it appeared again and again, and the number was still quite large.

Looking at these Mozu creatures, Zi Yan was a little surprised and looked awkward, but he didn't care too much, because the next moment, he called out the ghost again.

See the ghosts of these Mozu creatures ~www.readwn.com~ The eyes begin to shine.

You don't need to be purple, and the ghosts will go forward. This time, it doesn't use that kind of killing method. Although it can't kill a group at once, its own combat power is not weak.

The purple scorpion walked forward, and he had a black hurricane around him. This hurricane was not the result of the use of force by the purple scorpion, but the vision that the phantom brought under the high-speed rotation.

All the demons that rush to the purple scorpion will be killed and then swallowed by the ghost, but the ghost is so fast that the figure disappears and only the afterimage remains.

The previous Magic Wu did not want to take his own shots, just to preserve his strength. The current purple eyes are also the intention, but a ghost next to him is already comparable to the magic army.

The purple scorpion walked straight to the end, during which his soul was explored for four weeks and no chance was found.

It seems that we still have to go on.

Magic Wu has stopped because it has reached the destination, or the first destination.