MTL - Mixed Miners-Chapter 1822 Fatal 1 hit

The regular bullets criss-crossed the colorful light, like a star-studded net that completely enveloped each other's city.

A scroll of halo fluttered in the sky and turned into a knife and sword.

The Protoss warriors wearing various armor are striding like steel giants. The various weapons on the body are popping around the body, like a moving automatic battle fortress that releases a horrible energy speed of light.

Various rules are interwoven.

The sky is arrogant.

Roar, groan, explosion, shock...

Clashing, retreating, screaming, a huge figure collapses in the void, in the sky, the armor is broken, the blood is shining, the flame is filled, the thunder is vacated...

The battle between the two sides entered the most intense state.

The huge light curtains suspended above the scorpio swayed violently, and as the countdown continued to roll, pieces of information continually jumped out.

"kill the other follower 15538;"

"kill the other party's first-level commander 281;"

"kill the other party's second-level leader 22;"

......

"The big crow, come again!"

Yang Ling screamed, and the body directly merged with the statue of Yuanshen. The momentum of the statue of Yuanshen was once again pulled up several times, and the face and palms outside the bronze armor were pierced with a blue scale of a rune. The skin is drilled out and the pale blond blood dripping out.

"Haha, good!" Jin Wuzhen's body is also merged with the soul of the soul behind him. In an instant, the golden light blasts and turns into a bird's head, a giant with a golden scale armor, and a hand holding a ray of light. The long gun strode forward and rushed over Yangling.

"Boom~"

The two men collided again in an instant, and the blue-gold light blew together, and the two huge figures each slid back, then slammed it up again, and the void directly turned into a huge vortex to swallow the two into it. Another time and space.

"Look at Grandpa's big move, a tree pear blossoms the sea 棠~"

In the melee, with the screaming of the stick night owl, as a reel blasted, a horrible breath suddenly disappeared within a million kilometers, and tens of thousands of metre long rifles fell like a straight mountain peak. Come, the golden light condensed at the tip of the gun is like a small sun that instantly penetrates the void and squats in the opponent's melee area.

"Booming..."

As a group of golden light exploded, accompanied by a scream of anger and fear, a huge figure and beasts collapsed in the golden light.

The information on the light curtain above the scorpio suddenly appeared like a flowing water.

"kill the other follower 32117;"

"kill the other party's first commander 1184;"

"kill the other party's second commander 346;"

"Killing the other party's three-level leader 179;"

"Killing the opponent's four-level commander 56;"

"Kill the opponent's five-level leader 8;"

"Killing the other party's six-level leader 1;"

......

"Yeah ~ Huo ~" stick excitedly screamed, and danced in the air to twist the butt.

"Get rid of him~"

With a roar, the other side of the mysterious monster roared and slammed down to the stick.

"Boss life-saving ~" stick was instantly suppressed by the breath of the other party, screaming just turned and was solidified by the force of the righteousness.

"Boom~"

A moon-connected moonwheel crashed into the void and smashed toward the spirit of the monster. With a white light blasting, the thunder was splashed, and the monster was directly cut into two halves from the center by the moon. The pale golden blood water flows out like a large lake breaks along the moon rim.

A woman with a graceful and unparalleled white dress stood on the moonlight, her face was tight, and a pair of cold eyes shone with white light and stared at the front. I saw the other side of the city wall, wearing a blue color. A long shirt, a handsome young man with a huge scimitar stepped out.

"The guardian Yu Ying asked the fairy!"

"Oda Snow, please!"

"please!"

When the two men spoke, the ghost statues that appeared behind their bodies suddenly collided together, and the void suddenly turned into a vortex to roll the two into it.

"The number of system followers died: 6799...17593..."

On the huge light curtain, the number of casualties in the system is constantly turning, like a snowball.

"The Rain of Life~" Gao Wenfeng hides under his statue, and a virtual shadow of a green tree several kilometers high emerges. The finger presses forward, and the green rain pours down and covers the entire melee area. The system personnel who participated in the battle all began to shine green light. The wounds of the wounded soldiers were all quickly repaired with the visible light of the naked eye. Even the damage of the power of the righteousness could not stop the speed of this recovery.

One hour...three hours... five hours...

Soon after a day passed, the battle between the two sides was still in a stalemate.

Roaring and roaring, the sky is constantly blasting, the rules are shocked, and the ups and downs are stirred. From time to time, there will be several scrolls blasting open, and the stars flashing into the wind blade ice cones whistling down. The twelve series of basic magic are almost endless, one by one. The horrible figure collapsed under the attack of magic and turned into a cold figure on the light curtain.

As time goes by slowly, when the countdown reaches 48 hours, the advantage of Yangling is becoming more and more obvious. Nearly a thousand of the strongest opponents have been killed by nearly 300, and their own has been hung up. More than a dozen, but compared to this loss can be neglected, the most important thing is that Yang Ling's death can be resurrected, even if it is all dead light does not matter.

At this time, the battle between Yang Ling and Jin Wuzhen is still going on ~www.novelbuddy.com~ However, Yang Ling is obviously unable to hold back. The monsters of a bird's first person are only fighting for the power of parry.

"The big crow, you can't kill me, continue to fight like this, your people will die before the end of the mission!" Yang Ling stood on the top of the green dragon head and fled, the body and the soul of the fit skills Has been canceled, at this time floating in front of the two shields shadows wrapped in the middle.

"Hey, what about that? I just need to kill you and refine your Yuanshen to get the inheritance of the Dragon King." Jin Wuzhen murderous and arrogant, like a rainbow, with a colored long gun in the hands of Xiaguang Wandao, the statue of Yuanshen The killing of the festival has retreated, and the statue of the Yuanshen has already had a lot of holes.

"I am not afraid to flash my tongue when I am talking loudly! In this case, I will let you see all the dead under your eyes!"

Yang Ling also began to worry, and it is no longer meaningful to continue to fight like this. He must give this big crow a fatal blow, let him know the difficulty and retreat the best, so he called the communication light curtain to say to him. : "Hey, don't let me know, let's release five seven-level curse scrolls!"

"Okay!" Nodded lightly on the light curtain, and then screamed a few times, then five halo scrolls vacated, and the sky flared in an instant, and the magic of the wind and the ice was released.

The whole world was shaken, and with the explosion of the sky, the party that was engaged in the battle was instantly shrouded in the whistling magic.

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