"despair……"

Luo Lin sat down on the gravel ruins, bloodstained, but still raised his hand, facing the direction of the artifact: "Despair... Despair..."

While gently whispering, this dreamy eight prince prince suddenly fell to the ground, no longer the majesty and strength of the past, crawling along the ground, he is only ten steps away from despair, but with him The current injury, these ten steps are like thousands of miles, arms support the broken body, almost every step is so difficult.

......

Ling cold mouth raised, with a disdainful look: "Oh? Luo Lin, you brought this army to the hero cemetery, is it to find this desperation? Haha, I seem to understand ... but Do you think that you really deserve the blade of the **** of war Alsace? With your dregs, are you worthy of this scorpion?"

Said, Ling Han suddenly flew forward, "嘭" stepped on Luo Lin's shoulder, raised the sharp handle of the sickle in his hand, "噗嗤" slammed straight into Luo Lin's chest, the armor collapsed, Then he was nailed to the ground, blood flowed down the mountain, and Luo Lin squirted a blood, and the pupils continued to illusion, and the whole person was close to the time of dying.

"Rolin..."

The frost was holding the sword, and I saw tears flowing across the river. I limped forward and walked over. Souk and others looked at the corner of the eye: "Luo Lin Wang! The murder of the cold, you are a beast. ......"

The NPCs in all directions include the players flocking to the top of the mountain. We all know that Rolin can't be killed, otherwise the man's mission will fail!

"rustle……"

Stepping on the cloud, I broke the fine stone. I first climbed the towering rock. The town’s sword was crossed, and the bladed air sprint had already rushed over. The 噗噗噗 的 is interspersed with the cold body. The right hand clasps the Longchi sword, and the low drink slams to the front of the BOSS. The white gas swells at the foot, and the S-level moves to launch - one rides thousands!

It is a pity that a moment of riding a thousand shots, Ling Han suddenly attacked, "嘭" directly scatters the skill prelude, this BOSS has been so strong that people can make a point, and even the move can easily be broken! When I was riding a thousand and was photographed, I didn't hesitate any more. The Jianfeng turned, and suddenly it was a cold ice and fierce smashing in the chest of Ling Han!

"2716!"

"2231!"

The defense is too high!

There was a sigh of anger in Ling Han’s eyes: "Looking for death!"

The right arm is horizontal, with the death force swept over. I saw it really, the body suddenly fell, the blade broke into the precise MISS off BOSS, the body is already behind him, but the cold is not cold. The left fist slammed into my shoulder, like a thousand slams, the whole person flew directly into the rock, the wall of vindictiveness was broken, and the blood plunged a lot, even without the blade. This chilly attack on me is still so deadly -

"19787!"

......

In the rear, Suk led a group of Dragon City squadrons to kill, but Ling Han was only a gentle punch, dozens of dragons behind Sou was suddenly bombed, and, Xiaolong The Star Blade, Wang Jiang, and Ruo Yu were also killed together. The cockroaches fell into a pool of blood, telling us that this BOSS is not something we can deal with.

Yan Zhao unparalleled with a long sword flying, and shouted: "We will drag the BOSS, Li Xiaoyao, you can rescue Luo Lin, can not let him hang, otherwise everyone will die worthless!"

I turned and looked at it. Luo Lin was smothered by bad luck and was dying.

Yanzhao Wushuang Jianjian culled, Wu An Xuanwei even swayed on the back of the BOSS, Prague's heroes, the two ended, were killed by the death flames brought by the cold and swollen, the cold laughter Lifting the boots in the middle is a foot, "嘭" screamed Yan Zhao unparalleled retreat, and the situation of the defensive body still lost 1.8W of blood.

"what……"

Yan Zhao has no choice but to retire, Ling Han flew in the air, with a smirk in his mouth: "Dead!"

On both sides, Li Mu and Wang Hao suddenly plundered, and the whirlwind of the trenches came together, but the attack output was not high enough, and there was still no way to delay the BOSS. When Yan Zaiwu was about to be hit, the moon was swept away. To, hold the double dagger: "Don't kill our uncle..."

Yan Zhao's unparalleled horror: "Don't care!"

"brush!"

Another beautiful figure is blocked in front of the shallow moon. Lin Biaoer has gathered the skills of the dust shield. The skills of the gods are blessed, the feet are off the ground, and the flying property is raised by 20%. The iron umbrella, the beautiful lady is to rely on the body of an assassin to bear the blow of the demon king? !

"Hey..."

The fire rushed into the sky, Ling Han’s anger hit, Lin Biaoer suffered a heavy blow, and he slammed back against a huge rock, and the blood began to bottom out, but fortunately he had not hanged.

On the other side, a gun and a pot of wine with a long shot to kill, suddenly a jump, "嘭" hit the BOSS body, is the Baiyue flea skill, and dizzy BOSS up to 3 seconds, mentioning the shield, a pot of flowers The wine said: "What are you waiting for, who will go to despair, our mission will be completed, I am dragging here!"

Li Mu and Wang Hao nodded and hurriedly turned to the direction of despair.

When Ling Han woke up, the sly smile, the double fists picked up at the same time, directly bombarded on the heavy shield of a pot of wine!

"Hey!"

"21237!"

The spear of a pot of wine spit blood, almost killed by the spike, the shield of the rock wall was also shattered, but still raised the iron gun, thousands of waves screaming to the cold, the damage caused is still pretty good.

Ling Han was furious, and it was a fierce blow to pick up the steel arm. This time, I really want to kill the flower gun and a pot of wine!

Suddenly, a man with a long sword suddenly swept, and he slammed into a pot of wine and shouted: "Let me stop!"

The coming is not someone else. It is the lord of the dynasty under the city. The smog and the smog are low, and a dragon pattern emerges from the left arm. The Qinglong arm swept directly out. The slamming of the singer directly opened a storm. This Qinglong arm is 100% broken and an attack is not strong.

But in the next moment, Ling Han’s anger snorted, his arms running through the earth, the mountain trembled, and the shock wave of “嘭嘭嘭” raged, and Lin Biaoer’s, the moon’s shallow, the misty clouds and so on were all hit by the mountains, and I Hurry to support the mountain rock.

Turned and rushed to the direction of Luo Lin, I reached out and grabbed the handle of the sickle full of blood, struggling to pull up, the sound of "silk" is endless, this bad luck is burning Rolin's body, Luo Lin eats pain Screaming, and I tried to raise the sickle, and finally "snap", the bad luck has left the body of Luo Lin, the blood on it, terrible.

At this moment, a loud noise behind him, Li Mu and Wang Hao approached the desperate moment of the artifact, and a thunder and lightning raged. The two men almost fell to the ground together, so they hung up. Li Mu’s eyes widened: "How... how? !!"

Luo Lin looked up and looked angry. "Well, their bodies can't stand the rebellion of artifacts. People who must have the body of Juggernaut can't resist artifacts..."

I gritted my teeth, and behind me, Ling Han flew, and roared: "Looking for death, you guys also dare to swear artifacts!!"

I hurriedly stalked the doom's sickle on my chest. The cold and full of strength of the punch was so blasted on the handle of the sickle. "铿" a golden stone symphony, I was shocked to retreat continuously, and Ling Han took a step back. It seems that the power of this artifact is really not bad, but Ling Han has one hand, and the bad luck has already flown away. It is not my thing, it is not mine.

Luo Lin slowly stood up, his body was full of serious injuries, and he limped to the desperate artifact. He whispered in his mouth: "As long as you can hold the artifact, you can save the mainland, I... I Can't die here..."

......

"Want to be desperate? Go dreaming!"

Ling cold smiled, holding the bad luck, was about to move, suddenly an ice-colored dragon between the feet hovered, directly clamped him, under the hillside, the frost step by step, a scar, five fingers Zhang Open, biting silver teeth: "In any case... I have to fight for some time for Luo Lin anyway, a little bit is enough..."

She almost said to me in a pleading tone, I nodded and clenched the sword.

"Ice Dragon Breaks the Sea!"

The frosty five fingers and one harvest, the ice dragon raging around the cold, the powerful body of the different demon kings swept, a piece of armor was torn, and the body can also see the scars of the road, the frost is a real blow It was hurting the cold.

"Roar……"

In the low-pitched voice, Ling Han’s face was covered with a layer of blood-colored light, and the anger was inextricably added. The sickle rushed to the frosting, while the frosting stood in place without moving, the red lips lightly started: “Ice!”

"Hey!"

With a layer of frost on the center of the frost, it directly frozen the feet of Ling Han, but the strength of this BOSS is far more than our imagination, the force shattered the ice, and once again rushed to the flow Frost.

In the beauty of the frosty, with a decisiveness, raise the sword, and drink a loud voice: "God Shield!"

"Brushing..."

A group of frost power gathered into a transparent shield, and the ice condensed into a feather-like shape, hovering around the shield, very gorgeous, however, the cold cold waving sickle is an angry blow, "嘭嘭嘭" three times in a row On the **** feather shield, finally, this beautiful shield bursts instantly, while the frosty mouth spits blood and recedes, sitting directly on the ground, and the sword is on the top of the green rock, and the vindictiveness in her body has almost been exhausted.

"Go to death!"

Ling Han roared, and the sickle plunged into the long, white neck of the frost.

I can see that my heartbeat is almost stopped. Zhang is a dragon-hook effect. The dragonfly that flies out of the dragonfly directly penetrates the chest of the cold, and returns to the back. The hard-boiled BOSS is pulled. Stopped, but the next thing that bears is that Ling Han suddenly grabs the dragon's whisker in one hand, pulls it hard, pulls the power with the king's level, and loses power. I am unbalanced and directly smashed out!

"Hey!"

Heavy hitting on the mountain, the mouth spit blood, Ling Han but played very happy: "Idiot, you can't help but have this kind of insects, it's ridiculous..."

......

"No……"

Watching me being smashed by the cold and slamming back and forth between the mountains, the frosty squatting on the ground, powerless, tears rolling down like pearls.

As the leaves participate in the old wet wedding in Xiamen, the code word is affected, so 30-1 every day for three days, at 12 noon, I hope to understand.