Chapter 67 Five Seconds Real Man
Xiao Yu asked Dugu Caihua with a smile: "Laughty ghost, tell me what a saint is."
Dugu Caihua broke the gua hammer in his hand and said something: "The so-called saint is a virgin left because no one has done it, so she is also named the leftover woman."
Many Chinese warriors all agreed, and the laughers nodded there.
"It's true that the remaining virgins are leftovers, and Brother Caihua is indeed a master of language."
"It turns out that brothers are also sultry teenagers."
"To each other, we are all fellows."
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The Chinese people here laugh forward and backward, and Aesop over there. Alice's face turned white for a while, and she only stamped under her feet: "Despicable infidels, who said I was the rest of the chu girl? You despicable infidels were still eating shit in the mud when I was fighting in the field."
Dugu picked flowers at this time and knew how to squat straight on the ground: "The leftover lady is really powerful. It's really horrible."
"It's really horrible. Every Yi people is really a good thing."
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Aesop Alice couldn't stop talking, and her face turned white with shame. An elderly temple magician next to him asked nervously, "Your Excellency."
Aesop Alice's face was a little flustered, and it did flash without leaving a handle: "No, I'm still the same. It was nonsense just now.
The old magician of the Temple of Light calmed down for a short time and carefully warned Aesop Alice: "The last saint was burned alive because she found something that was not holy in the bath of holy water. I hope the saint will not forget the lesson."
Aesop. Alice's face darkened: "Do you need me to teach me?"
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"Don't talk about it. There is a movement of the Yi people." The butterfly dance calmed down a little, and these young men were indeed much more cheerful and lively.
At this time, Aesop. Alice was probably a little angry and only saw the magic wand in her hand wave forward: "The warriors of the two temples of light and darkness blocked the front row, and all the magicians were directly bombarded. I want to flatten this vegetable garden." Iso. After Alice finished speaking, her eyes glowed with a trace of sharpness.
"All Chinese martial artists should pay attention to the point of survival. All the defensive martial arts are on the front line. The closed disciples of the younger generation are all standing behind, and the rest of the martial artists use their unique skills. There is no need to hide them at this time." Jian Xiao's long sword pointed to the sky and stood on the front line, emitting a momentum of dominating the world.
Under the order of Jian Xiao, the owner of the magic door, many Chinese warriors moved in an orderly manner and back and again. Soon on the first line of the Chinese warriors, N sky curtains stood up, and those curtains were colorful and messy. Of course, this can't be blamed on the Chinese martial artists. After all, the defensive true qi released by different attributes is different colors.
Just when the Chinese warriors released those canopy defense true qi, the warriors of the Yi clan also stood in front of their clan with swords and shields, blocking there. Iso. Alice waited for the warriors to finish their defensive posture, and the white magic wand immediately pointed forward: "The magicians of the two temples immediately release magic."
Aso. As soon as Alice's voice fell, a pile of holy light skills fell from the sky, all hitting the canopy cast by the Chinese martial artists, and the holy light skills in the sky attacked the sky without distinction.
Looking at those sacred light skills like raindrops, how can the older generation of warriors of Jian Xiao not see that they are not the masters who don't like to fight back? One by one, their hands condensed the ball of true qi and hit it forward.
For a while, countless colorful real balloons bombarded the Yi magician community like a meteor shower. There are no weak people under the strong clan. Those magicians who cast holy light will not pass through the canopy, but the true spirit has exploded in the magician community.
The real balloons that flew into the magician community were like heavy bombs thrown into the nest of ants, blowing up the magicians one by one.
"Where is the magician of the Dark Temple?" Iso. Alice held up the shield of light and looked towards the Dark Temple.
Aesop, a black fog of magic shrouded in the hands of the dark magicians of the Yi clan. Alice looked at the dark magic elements and had a lingering heart: "What are you people doing in the Dark Temple?"
Those dark magicians said with one voice: "Report to the Holy Lady, we are ready to give you light magicians for dark healing."
The answer of the Dark Temple magicians made the Light Temple magicians chill together, and many people's bodies trembled. Iso. Alice touched the cold sweat on her forehead: "No, you all need to hold up your dark boundary."
Aesop. As soon as Alice's voice fell, several black magic energy groups fell from the sky and fell on several magicians of the Temple of Light, and the black gas wrapped around those unfortunate magicians of the Temple of Light.
If dark healing is a cure for dark magicians, then it is simply painful torture for the Light Temple mage of the Yi people.
A tragic cry came from the energy of black healing, and even the sword flute on the opposite side was shocked. The dark magicians of the Yi clan were really powerful.
Aesop. As soon as Alice's voice fell, the dark magicians who had recovered immediately came back to their senses, and the previous night hurriedly withdrew the elemental magic he had summoned. The black fog gradually dissipated, and the screams of those miserable bright magicians disappeared.
The dark treatment of the Yi people really made the people of the Temple of Light want to die. Yes, those magicians who were surrounded by black gas had turned into dark bone dregs left. Looking at the bone powder on the ground, Aesop. Alice's roar also sounded: "You despicable infidels are really stupid enough to compete with pigs."
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Through the sky, Dugu Caihua looked at everything in front of him in constersment: "What's the situation?"
"The first cooperation of the younger generation is naturally very strange." Jian Xiao raised the corners of his mouth: "Brothers, let's kill." After saying that, Jian Xiao raised the long sword in his hand. For a moment, countless true spirits rushed to the Yi camp with colorful colors.
N Zhenqi flew over many people's heads. The dark boundary like a dark cloud fell on the head of the Yi people like a huge mask, and countless true qi rippled on the black magic energy mask.
Jian Xiao can't see the situation in the black mask clearly. Opposite Aesop. Alice looked forward slightly proudly, pressed, and a mask of black clouds blocked it. One after another ripples on the black cover, and many true air masses could be faintly seen shooting on it.
Aesop standing under the cover. Alice is in a particularly good mood at this time, not to mention that the things in the Dark Temple are sometimes indeed better than those in the Light Temple. Just like this dark boundary, the Light Temple also has the so-called Light Boundary, but the regulations on the use of the Light Boundary are much more advanced, and the ten-level light magicians of the wingless realm. The regulations for the use of the dark boundary are much lower. Of course, Aesop Alice herself doesn't know how many people need to use dark magic with such a large dark boundary.
Aesop. Alice glanced at it. Fortunately, those people in the dark temple seemed to be able to hold on, Aesop. Alice suddenly relaxed, and the magic wand in her hand quickly stroked a wave in the air: "Great God of Light, please give me the power of light. Light elements, please listen to my call, light arrow feathers."
This time, Aesop Alice couldn't wait to release the bright arrow feathers, so this time the bright arrow feathers were far less than the overwhelming, sparse ten light arrows shot forward.
The arrow feathers are like meteors, shooting on the purple-black cover, causing countless ripples, completely beyond Aesop. Alice's unexpected. Iso. Alice pointed to the ripples on the purple-black boundary: "What's going on?"
An elderly magician around him coughed: "The two series of light and darkness are completely defeated. Your saint, when your light magic meets the dark boundary, it will naturally not pass."
Aesop. Alice looked helplessly at the dark cover in the sky: "Immediately ask the people of the Dark Temple to remove the boundary."
"Who will protect the magician of our Temple of Light?"
"Idiot, won't you ask them to open the Light Shield?"
The elderly magician left. The magician of the Dark Temple over there immediately breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he heard about the withdrawal of the dark boundary.
In the time when the black boundary was withdrawn, Jian Xiao's true air mass poured into the Yi magic camp like a flood, and the situation can be described as blooming everywhere.
In the case of the real air mass blooming first, countless magicians of the Temple of Light have held up their light shield one after another. The sword flute on the side of the Chinese camp waved: "All rush."
Jian Xiao, the young master of the demon sect, ordered that most of the Chinese warriors rushed up, and this time it was no longer a simple true spirit. Many Chinese martial artists jumped and flew together, and the weapons in their hands were full of tricks. Countless sword spirit and blades flew out from the top of the sword flute's heads.
"Do we want to rush?" Dugu picked flowers and raised the broken gua in his hand, and he couldn't wait to see it.
Menghua Xianping shook his head: "No, who will guard Brother Jian?" Before Menghua Xianping's voice disappeared, Dugu Caihua disappeared and rushed out with Jian Xiao.
Menghua Xianping looked helpless: "Why is this man so,,,,,,,,,,,,,." Before Menghua Xianping finished sighing, he saw a fiery red shadow and a white shadow rushing out.
Menghua Xianping doesn't care who the fiery shadow is, but the white shadow can't but ask, "Wanrong, why do you rush up?"
"Why can't I rush up?" Zhu Jian Wanrong carried a long sword and glanced at Meng Hua Xianping with no expression on her face.
Menghua Xianping listened and felt a period of decadence in his heart. Without saying anything, he turned his head and looked at the swordsman. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Shun'er's eyes.