Chapter 128 The Strength of the Temples

Chang Heng lurked aside and quietly watched several people in the temples planning to deal with the purple demon cow in the baby period.

A total of more than 100 people came to the temples. In addition to the king of the gods and several generals under his command, there are also many players of the lich clan, most of which are the strength of the witch realm and the Jiedan period. In comparison, the Thunderbolt Gods are not as powerful as the Witch, but their strength seems weak, and it is no wonder that they still miss Chang Heng now.

"If fifty or sixty players are willing to work hard, they can eat this purple magic cow of the demon baby period to death. But now the punishment for death is too heavy. No one dares to joke about his life, but he doesn't know how the temples will fight. Chang Heng thought secretly in his heart.

The biggest difference between this game and other games is that the death penalty is too severe. Death returns to zero once and comes back again. Even those who don't care can't stand it. What's more, as the level gets higher and higher, it's not easy to improve your strength. If it disappears all at once, no one can stand it.

The king of the gods personally attracted monsters, and the romantic sword god assigned tasks in an orderly manner. There is too much difference between the demon elixir period and the demon baby period, and you don't want to pay too much loss. Even if the romantic sword god is self-prone of planning, it is also a sweat.

Not long, a Thunderbolt sounded, a roar came, and a purple magic cow bigger than Zilie flew into the air and roared wildly. Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder and lightning split randomly.

"Prepare." The king of the gods appeared from the ground, and his body was black. Obviously, he was split by the purple magic cow.

"Damn thing, dare to come to my purple magic cow's territory to be wild." Seeing the players gathered here, the purple magic cow naturally diverted its attention, roared, and a thick thunder and lightning fell from the sky and hit the crowd fiercely.

"Kill." The king of the gods roared, and a bronze hammer appeared in his hand and hit the thunder and lightning fiercely. On the sledgehammer, the earthy yellow light flashed and collided with thunder and lightning, making a crackling sound.

"Bed." The romantic sword god shouted. Taking this opportunity, all players shake their hands and play a bone charm at the same time. These bone charms are one inch long, half an inch wide, and are blue and shining. They fly around the purple magic cow and burst at the same time. A cyan whirlwind appears and quickly wraps around the purple magic cow. The purple magic cow only felt that his body was stiff, and suddenly became extremely heavy. He couldn't help falling down.

"Good." Seeing that the blow worked, the romantic sword god looked happy and gave the order again.

"Attack."

As trained, these players' attacks are neat and uniform, like real troops, no different from the warriors of several tribes just now. All players will be ready to attack. For a moment, the sky and the ground are covered by various attacks, such as flames, ice, wind blades, bows and arrows, spears, etc., and hit the Purple Magic Bull almost at the same time.

Puff, blood splashed everywhere, and countless scars appeared on the purple magic cow in an instant. Some places are charred, some places are covered with a layer of frost, and some are inserted with a length bone spear.

"Ah...you all deserve to die." The pain made the Purple Magic Bull almost crazy. It was collectively attacked by so many players second only to its front line, and it suffered a lot of injuries in an instant.

"Mou."

The purple magic cow roared, and its body suddenly became bigger, just like the magic world once used by the Purple Demon King. A giant cow up to 50 or 60 feet appeared and suddenly struggled, crackled, and the wind wrapped around its body broke inch by inch and turned into a breeze.

"Give me to die." The purple magic cow did not use any magic weapon, but stepped down with a hoof in the air. The black shadow shrouded the people below, and several players were stimulated by the momentum and could not dodge.

"Stay." The romantic sword god shouted, and a bone shield appeared in the sky. As soon as this bone shield appeared, it quickly became bigger and became ten feet in size, just under the hooves of the purple magic cow.

Bang. The purple magic cow stepped on the bone shield fiercely, and the bone shield suddenly sank. Then several cracks appeared in Kerala, and finally burst and turned into countless fragments splashing around.

Puff. Several players who controlled the bone shield immediately sprayed blood and fell on their backs. Looking at it, it is a temporary loss of combat effectiveness.

However, an attack by the Purple Magic Bull was blocked. The light flashed in the eyes of the romantic sword god. With his orders, the players of the temples showed their ability to fight against the purple magic cow.

"After all, it's well organized." Chang Heng sighed secretly. The best way for the monsters in the baby period is to turn around and leave. Let's say whether they can leave or not, and the temples have begun to pay their attention. This is the difference between scattered players and gangs.

"However, you have to pay a considerable price to kill this cow. In this game where death is the end, I don't believe that those people will be willing to start from scratch for this. Chang Heng said.

The battle has only been carried out for a few rounds, and more than a dozen players have been injured and exited, and two have inadvertently failed and completely lost everything. The romantic sword god's face was indifferent, and his eyes flashed crazy. He stared at the purple magic cow and couldn't help giving orders to turn the players of the temples around.

Any gang should do a good job to become bigger, and people without a think tank can't do it at all. Although the bloody killing alliance established by Chang Heng is strong, there are only more than 100 people. If they really want to be confronted, not to mention the top ten gangs, even the top 100 can kill them by the number of people.

The romantic sword god is the think tank of the temples, reaching the development of gangs, as small as group battle PK. As long as he is there, almost all of them will be presided over by him. Therefore, it doesn't matter if the temples don't have the king of the gods. If there is no romantic sword god, I'm afraid it will soon fall apart. This is the role of the romantic sword god.

Since their goal this time is the purple demon king of the more horrible distraction period, they have made quite sufficient preparations. With the command of the romantic sword god, the situation gradually stabilized. Although every attack of the purple magic cow is strong, it is blocked by the players of the temples. Although some people are injured from time to time, there is no worry about life.

"It's almost time. Let's work harder. We must kill this old cow and avenge the two brothers." The king of the gods cheered.

The roar of the purple magic bull, and the opponent's defense is too targeted. No matter how it attacks, it can't break their formation, and once they are not careful, their attack hits the body, which is enough for the purple magic cow to hurt for a while. It doesn't matter once or twice. If there are too many times, the purple magic cow can't stand it.

"After fighting for so long, why didn't those guys come out to help? Could it be..." This purple magic cow suddenly remembered several purple magic cows in the elixir period, and it felt cold in his heart and had the idea of running away. But behind it is the clan, and it can't retreat, so it can only carry it hard.

"I think it's not easy for you to practice. If you are willing to be my mount, I can be the master to spare your life." The king of the gods said.

"How dare the younger generation insult me like this." This purple magic cow roared repeatedly. Don't be complacent. When my family comes back, it will be your death.

"It seems that you don't know that the Purple Demon King and several other demon patriarchs were beaten into serious injuries and escaped by Zu Wutian and Wu's split. Now I guess he will die. You can't wait for him to come back." The romantic sword god said coldly.

"What?" The purple magic cow was shocked, and its attack strength suddenly became a little smaller.

Seizing the opportunity, the romantic sword god gave orders and hit the purple magic cow several times, and sprinkled its blood into the sky.

"No, although the patriarchs are strong, they are just distracted. They are not even ants in front of the ancestors and witches. How can he deal with the patriarchs himself?" This purple magic cow was at a loss, and its attack and defense were no longer so strict. It was seized by the romantic sword god and attacked several times, but it was seriously injured.

"Think about it, if your patriarch is not dead, do we dare to come here?" Seeing that the time was almost the same, the romantic sword god added another dose of fierce material.

"Yes, if the patriarch is still there, how dare these guys who don't even have demon babies to come to our land." The purple magic cow is even more frightened. Now even a few purple magic cows in the elixir period around him are gone, and they are confused.

"Attack on the heart, this romantic sword god is indeed pervasive. Why didn't Yeyue come? If they didn't come, they would all be eaten by the temples. Chang Heng was secretly anxious.

brush, a cyan figure flew quickly in the air. When there was still some distance from Qingyun Peak, his body suddenly stagnated, the speed slowed down, and several players on his back felt something wrong at the same time.

"Kill." The romantic sword god's eyes lit up and finally issued the order for the final attack.