"Hey!"

The battle axes of the three mythical guilds of the 70th-level mad warriors almost fell on my sword. Qin Wangjian was almost shaken off, and my blood was close to the bottom. The whole person flew out and followed. The deserted sand slipped far away, and a group of mythical people immediately filled their eyes with a strong killing intention: "The happy and happy, the slaughter, can not let this person continue to live!"

Behind me, the cold wind slammed, my back shoulder was held by a pair of warm little hands, and the frosty softly said: "Work hard, the next thing, give it to me..."

Said, the frost drifted forward, gently fell in the wild sand filled with blood, opened his left hand, five fingers white, slightly trembling, a boulevard lingering between the fingers, the next moment, she light Give a drink: "Ice!"

There are countless snowflakes in the air. These frosts can cause certain damage to the players. Moreover, there are countless ice cones on the ground continuously, and the lethality is not strong, but the people who kill the myth are enough. In a flash, at least nearly a hundred people are flown. Frost is killing.

......

"Not good, this NPC chick is so greasy, and the chest is big!"

The mythical flag, Xiao Siwen, took a long gun and said: "Brothers, retreat, this NPC has the power to fight again. We can't break them from here, or our people have to hang up!"

A group of mythical players faded in the tide. The people led by Fang Geyu were shot and killed by a team of archers in the Eight Deserted City after they slashed many NPCs. They could only go away and Fangjiao underestimated. The counterattack force of the Eighth City NPC, the plan of one hit and cull can only be stranded.

......

"quack……"

The deputy ally of the dynasty under the city, the sword reborn, Jianjian stood in the ruins, looked at the body of a place, the heartache could not be added, said: "There will be such a point, even the cloud smokers are killed, mythical guild It’s too bad!”

I clenched my fist and said to the snowy area behind him: "Tang Xue, count, how many people are there in our dragon?"

Thousands of yang in the snow area smoked a small nose and said: "No need to count, there are 37 people, including me and me, shallow... In this battle, almost all of our main forces are hanging out..."

Holding the dagger in the shallows of the moon, he screamed: "Happy brother, this city war, we are going to lose..."

I looked at the mythical guild in the distance and shook my head: "Not necessarily, don't give up easily, we wait, maybe there are other opportunities..."

"But...but..."

The moon is shallow and red, saying: "The eight deserted cities, many people in the guild are directly off the assembly line. They gave up the city battle and felt that they have no chance to win anymore..."

I sighed: "In any case, everyone in the dragon must fight me to the last moment!"

"Ok!"

The moon is shallow, and the snowy area is two MM heads.

The deputy ally of the Scarlet Contract, the rain shelterer came over: "The lord of the liberty, now there are about 500 people left in our three guilds. Let's command it, the fate of our 500 people in this city battle. I will give it to you."

I nodded: "Know it, now it doesn't move, we wait for the right opportunity!"

"Ok!"

......

In the air, the fire plows are armed with flames and are killing several war knights flying in the air. These warhawks are trained from an early age, and they are large in size, enough to carry a full-body armor, and the flight speed is very fast. The air attack power is also extremely high. Every Warhawk knight is almost piled up with gold coins, which is very expensive.

Unfortunately, in the face of the sub-god power of the fire plough, the war eagle knight appeared to be extremely small, almost shredded in an instant, the flames burned, the feathers of the eagle instantly turned into ashes, falling in a blink of an eye, screaming again and again.

"Can't go on like this anymore..." Luo Lei gnashed his teeth: "Trying again, we are going to be killed by a fire plow, and we should be killed by a fire plow. What should I do?"

Luo Lin Qing Jian said: "Father, perhaps there is a last resort to balance the fire plow."

"What way?" Luo Lei's eyes lit up.

Luo Lin looked into the air and said: "In the deep underground of the cold dragon city, I excavated some secret techniques, and even some of them are ancient monks. Among them, there is a record of cooperating with many people, at the expense of life. In exchange for the power of super attack, the monk is called 'concentric 诀'. Almost all the dragon warriors have cultivated. Perhaps this trick can be used to make the fire plough!"

The frost is amazed: "But adults, concentric have never been used, and ... this is at the expense of life!"

Luo Lin smiled and walked up to the shoulder of the patted cream: "You don't have to worry, I know, girls will worry that their faces are portrayed by time. Therefore, I am willing to start with me, I will lead 100 of Dragon City. The famous war will be launched together, and you will be able to restore your strength and reconcile yourself. The 100 battles will become a waste in a short time. Next, the Eight Desert City will be protected by you..."

Frosty bites silver teeth: "No, I want to start a unity with you, you know, you need my strength!"

Luo Lin shook his head: "No, I need you to live, listen to my order, this is the command of the king of Dragon City!"

I couldn’t bear to shed my heart, biting my red lips: "Yes...be under your command..."

......

Luo Lin stepped forward and took the blade and whispered: "Where are the Dragons?"

Behind him, a group of dragon warriors were listed, and everyone meditation, and a **** whirlwind around the body, gradually gathered to Luo Lin's body, it seems that this is a kind of spell similar to the concentration of power, the power of everyone Converging on Luo Lin to gain more explosive power, of course, at the expense of life, this is really scary.

In less than ten minutes, the 100 Dragon City battle behind Luo Lin will seem to have been evacuated by life energy. Then he stepped back and fell to the ground. A group of soldiers in the Eight Desert City rushed to hold it, while Luo Lin was in a **** color. The light, it became radiant, the previous injury was almost completely healed, and the blade in his hand shook slightly. Looking at the firepower in the air, the corner of his mouth rose: "Come on, our second battle!"

"Hey!"

In the original airflow, Luo Lin has already risen to the sky, the sword is a cross, and a fierce blow is blown at the fire plow. The fire plow has long felt the change of energy, raised his arm to block, and the golden flame formed. Armor is his second power shield.

"boom!"

There was a shock wave in the air, and the wind blew across the earth. Under the sword, the arm of the fire plough was cut and bloody, and the power of the second **** was broken!

"Damn!"

The fire plow retreats a few steps, and suddenly raising the palm is a dragon claw attack!

Luo Lin's sword fluttered, bending forward, the boots kicked from the bottom up, "嘭", the pl of the fire plow was almost kicked, blood splattered, terrible, Luo Lin is a sword!

"Hey!"

The left arm of the fire plow was cut off and the blood flowed, but what is strange is that the muscles of the incision are squirming in a frenzy, and a new arm is reborn with a "brush"!

......

"Oh?"

Luo Lin was amazed and sneered: "There is such a strong vitality, but the fire plow, your strength is constantly falling, and my strength is constantly improving!"

The fire plow smiled sadly, but did not speak, double fists and grips, quickly increased strength, the power of the second **** concentrated on the whole body, quickly condensed a new layer of secondary protection shield, the whole body was wrapped in the flame armor, mad laugh "Come on, son of Luo Lei, let me see how big your king of the Dragon City is, come on, fight with me!"

Luo Lin's face was cold, and a heavy sword penetrated the abdomen of the fire plough. He lifted his foot and was a flying scorpion. He followed the front, and the double ** 嘭嘭嘭 嘭嘭嘭 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸 砸It was blood, and it was nowhere to be defeated by Luo Lin.

Above the earth, almost everyone is looking up to this war that is almost equal to God.

"Hey..."

I swallowed: "It seems that Luo Lin is going to win..."

Frosty but biting silver teeth: "No..."

"What's wrong?" I looked at her.

The frosty face is full of worries: "The power of King Luolin is strong, but it is not his own. These forces will be greatly depleted and will soon return to his original strength, but the fire plow relies on the second god. The force condenses the armor to act as a meat shield, constantly consuming the strength of King Luo Lin, so that the real loss of the King Luo Lin... must kill the fire pl in a short time, otherwise the situation of King Luo Lin is worrying!"

Said, the frost is anxious, looking down and looking around, suddenly a hand, a long bow in the ruins flew into the hands of the frost, is the weapon left after the purple star army commander purple star died!

"Hey!"

The frost spreads the longbow, and the power condenses into an arrow, suddenly bursting out!

......

"Hey!"

One shot was shot on the back of the fire plow, but it had little effect. Instead, the frost lost a lot of power and the face became paler and paler.

"Don't be stubborn..." I said.

The frosty bite the red lips: "I... I really didn't use it. I couldn't help him at this time. I... I'm so useless..."

Me: "Don't worry, maybe not as bad as you think..."

"Ok."

At this moment, a dragon city war beside me will look at me, angry: "Boy, in addition to comforting the frosty adults, what can you help? Shut up, there is no place for you to talk!"

I looked at him, Zach, the vice captain of the Dragon Rider, and the same position as Suk, also seems to be a crone to Rollin.

"Zach, you shut me up!"

There is a chill in the eyes of the frost: "The whole cold dragon city, who dares to move him, I must be sure to die without a burial place!"

Zach looked at him and he didn't say anything.

......

In the air, the battle was fierce, and suddenly the situation turned sharply. The fire plow raised his arm and suddenly grabbed Luo Lin’s sword and pressed his elbow!

"Hey!"

A loud bang, Luo Lin directly turned into a downwind from the upper hand, crashed into the ground, fell in a pool of blood, the body smashed, almost lost all the power, the king of the Dragon City, under the power of the second **** bleak to this To the point.

......

The fire plow smirked, and the skin of the body peeled off, and angered: "I want to kill all of you, you must kill the light!"

The skull became more and more sturdy, and then the body of the fire plough quickly expanded. The skin with scales broke through the original human skin, and the airborne flames soared. When the flames were exhausted, it was a fire-breathing dragon. The wings are engraved in the air.

"what……"

The frost ran back a few steps, his face full of painful look: "Fire plow him... He is actually a dragon, God, we have been fighting a sacred dragon..."