Chapter 292 The Deathly War

"Okay, since you agreed, then hand over the things obediently." The silver sword saint said, holding Morissa in his hand and restraining Morissa's throat to prevent her from making a sound.

Wang Fan said in a low voice, "I can give it to you, but you must give me Morissa first."

"You are not qualified to tell me the conditions."

"If you don't give it to me, I will give it to someone else. I think Her Royal Highness Hailier and Her Royal Highness Ba Tian are very willing to accept it. I don't mind breaking the net with you. Otherwise, I will get it, and I won't let you get it. Wang Fan said fiercely.

"You! ...Okay, okay! We deliver the goods with one hand. The silver sword saint said. Controlling Morissa to slowly approach Wang Fan.

Wang Fan felt it in his hand, and a blue stone the size of a fist suddenly appeared in his hand. He pretended to have a painful face. But I was very nervous. As soon as this thing appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. The blue stone looked ordinary, but everyone was shocked. The stone was there, but it could not be felt in the spirit, as if it was not there, but the eyes did see it. Moreover, as soon as the stone appeared, it made waves of strange fluctuations.

This is a kind of trembling fluctuation, with unparalleled danger, huge **, and a strong and indestructible feeling. I can't describe its magic. It's like it has life.

Wang Fan's spiritual voice said, "Hey, you won't be able to help!"

"No, they have never seen the deity. The deity is so expensive. Even high-ranking gods may not have seen it, not to mention people like them who don't even understand the rules. All right, stop talking. This is our last chance. I'll hold them back. You take Maurissa with you.

"Thank you!"

As soon as the blue stone appeared, the three saints were greedy. The silver sword saint glanced at the faces of Batian and Hailier and shouted, "Bry it for me!"

Wang Fan threw the blue stone out. After throwing it out, Wang Fan rushed to Morissa. The stone flew out, and the silver sword saint was the closest to him. He rushed up, and a strong white light lit up on his body. That was the field of the legendary strong man. And Batian and Hai Lier couldn't care about their status. They shouted and flew up.

At this time, the three of them will no longer hide their strength. Hai Lier's green life field is lit up, and Ba Tian's golden battle field is lit up. Fight with the bright field of the Silver Sword Saint. It's hard to solve for a while.

On this side, Wang Fan was about to catch the corner of Molisa's clothes, but his body suddenly sank, and the vast and violent power surged from all directions, which suddenly expelled him hundreds of meters away. The sea of holy light power fills this world. The power of rejection made Wang Fan farther and farther away from Morissa. This is the bright field of the silver sword.

Wang Fan was shocked: "Oh no, this silver sword has left behind. Come on, Berners, start the magic. Isolate the field of the silver sword.

And here, the three of them fought several times. The silver sword saint closest to the stone took the lead, so he was the first to catch the blue stone. Just when the faces of Hai Lier and Ba Tian changed greatly.

"Boom!" A sound.

The earth-shaking explosion, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up on the water-blue stone. The powerful divine power burst out from the stone. Incomparingly violent. A figure faintly appeared in the blue stone, and then the three saints heard a voice.

"Rules - thousands of heavy water!" A small voice passed through the void. Although the voice was not loud, the three saints present were cool in their hearts. A thump.

Then, the three of them hurriedly retreated as if their buttocks had been burned by the fire. They were extremely frightened, because the so-called rules are the power of gods. They can't fight against each other.

The blue water light spreads from the blue stone, like the ripples of stones projected on the calm lake. It looks very slow, but in an instant, it spreads thousands of meters away. The three major legends have been affected by the blue water.

"Wo!"

When the water light spread through their bodies, they suddenly felt the unparalleled gravity entangled them and made them fall down. The force of gravity was so great that they couldn't resist and were dragged down. Ten thousand tons of force pulled their bodies and hit the mountains with a "bang".

Three humanoid pits appeared. Bottomless.

And when they were hit, Wang Fan was trying to rush to Morissa. The holy white light, like an endless sea, had a strong repulsion. Wang Fan tried his best and used all his strength, but failed to walk ten meters to Morissa.

"Colin, go quickly. This is the bright field of the silver sword. In this field, you can't save me." Morissa shouted with tears in her eyes. The silver sword fell to the ground, giving her a chance to speak.

"No, Morissa, I'm going to take you with me. Let's go together." Wang Fan shouted crazily. Mobilize all the aura in your body, and even the power that stimulates the heart of space to move forward. However, after several powerful spells, the heart of space has been lacking in aura. I can't support Wang Fan's progress.

"Whew!"

Berners' blue god flew over, with his anxious voice inside: "Colin, leave her alone, this is the bright field of the silver sword. The best at difficult people. You can't save her. Come on, let's get out of here. The blow just now has exhausted my last divine power. If we don't leave now, we really can't leave.

"No, I'm not leaving. I want to save Morissa!" Wang Fan's eyes were red and he had fallen into madness.

At this time, in the vein below, three figure shells were generally shot out, golden, white and green. The three saints were all ignited with anger by Wang Fan. Although the magic just now is also a real magic, it is 10,000 times less powerful than the magic, and even their field can't be broken. It just makes them embarrassed.

They thought they had been fooled by Wang Fan.

"Colin, how dare you lie to me. I'm going to kill you!" The silver sword saint is the first to make trouble. He shouted loudly, and a strong white light appeared all over his body, spreading like a tide. All of a sudden, Wang Fan and Morissa were enveloped in it, trapped Morissa's bright field, and immediately integrated into it.

Wang Fan felt the pressure around his body and immediately increased ten times. And this time, the repulsion changed into the power of squeezing.

"Die!!"

The field of light is a unique trick at the bottom of the box in the second stage of the legendary strongman. They will not take it out until the last moment. As soon as the field came out, this kilometer of space was all turned into a world of light power, and all other elements were squeezed out. Wind, fire, water, darkness, life, thunder and other elements were all squeezed out. In this world, only pure light is left.

Under the endless power of light, the powerful pressure overwhelmed the space. Finally, with a "bang", the space was also broken.

Wang Fan has the power of space to protect him. If the space is broken, it can't kill him, but Morisha has no protection. When the space was broken, her body shattered. Morisada stretched out her hand with tears and tried to grab Wang Fan, but her arms shattered in the impact of the space. Morissa looked at Wang Fan obsessively, with tears in her beautiful eyes and thousands of words, only turned into a soft voice: "Love you..."

The space is broken, the power of light shines on everything, and Morissa turns into dust in the dazzling light.

"No--" Wang Fan rushed up hysterically. However, his hand only grasped a piece of dust.

Wang Fan stood there in a daze, looked at the white dust in the palm of his hand, and said, "Why is it like this? Why is it like this?"

"Molisa!" Wang Fan suddenly looked up and roared. Tears are pouring up. Endless pain and anger bit his heart. The picture of meeting Molisa flashed through his mind, and finally fixed on the picture of Molisa's tearful words.

"Love you..."

Thousands of words, just one sentence - "Love you..."

"No--" Wang Fan roared hysterically. His eyes were red, his breath was disordered, he was angry, and he still fell into a rage. Finally, his eyes focused on the silver sword saint, the culprit who killed Morissa.

Looking at Wang Fan's eyes that want to choose someone to eat, it is full of hatred like the sea. Although the silver sword saint knew that the other party could not do anything about himself, an unexplained chill came up. It made him shiver.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wang Fan squeezed these five words out of his teeth. He rushed up with a roar.