Chapter 308 A Part of the Cup

Chapter Chapter 108 A Part of the Cup

"It's our turn!" Li Qingcang showed a smile. Li Qingcang did not pay any attention to the victory or defeat of both sides. What Li Qingcang is concerned about is how to grab the treasure. Can the sixth-order king-level strongman who is now injured in both sides still have earth-shaking power?

Li Qingcang never thought that anyone who advanced to the strong would not have a card. In the battle between the two strong men, there is a great possibility that both sides will be injured. Even if one person is defeated, the remaining person is already the end of the crossbow. With Li Qingcang's strength, he can completely compete, and Li Qingcang also has two thousand king-level strong men.

Hum, glows passed through the sky and flew towards the place of battle. Time does not wait for people. Who knows who the victory or defeat belongs to. If it's too late, the treasure will be gone.

Originally, the area with many peaks was already full of holes. Not to mention the peaks, even a slightly higher mound is difficult to see. The fluctuation of the space is very unstable, as if it will collapse at any time.

The only small change is the nine Dibao. Except for the slight cracks on the shield, the Dibao has no damage at all. Of course, this is not how strong the Dibao's defense is, but a direct display of the strong man's control of power.

Tickling, ticking, a crisp voice sounded, and the golden blood flashing glow fell in the sky. The middle-aged and trolls in blue were still suspended in the air, but the momentum was different.

The staff in the middle-aged man's hand in Qingyi has broken into fragments and rotated around the middle-aged man. A trace of blood slipped in his hand. The handsome face was already pale, as if it would fall down at any time. The super-order use of magic has seriously overdrawn the power in the body.

It is a very magical thing to be able to hold on.

Compared with the middle-aged troll in Tsing Yi, it looks more miserable, but the cold smile on his face does not seem to occupy the downside. The torn wounds are crisscrossed on the troll's body, and the golden blood flows freely around the body, and there is no whole body.

Well, the troll stretched out his tongue and licked his blood. The smile became colder and colder. The dull voice sounded like a heart beating. The appearance of this sound made the wound on the troll's body heal a little, and even the breath recovered a little.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi took a deep breath, and the elements of heaven and earth poured into his body, and his pale face recovered slightly. Originally, he thought that the troll in front of him was just a beast drinking blood, but he didn't expect that he was no less cunning than human beings.

When it comes to recovery ability, not to mention a magician, soldiers can't compare with the troll family. How can the recovery ability of the body-dependent clan be poor?

But what the middle-aged man in Qingyi can do is to speed up the recovery. If the body at the end of the crossbow wants to attack, it is just an extravagant hope.

Bang, the deafening sound sounded. In an instant, the two king-level strong men felt a strange breath lock. They retreated to the sky and looked at the sky. The three-meter-old arrow looked at the middle-aged man in Qingyi was messy. What on earth was this arrow made to attack?

In the face of the arrow, the troll obviously did not look down on it. It may not matter in the period of victory, but it is not good to be hit by such an arrow now. Especially when looking at the sky, I dare not catch it. There are only two people who shoot arrows, but there are thousands of people holding bows. When I think of being attacked by such a thousand. The blow is a burst of numbness in the scalp.

Archery is naturally ordered by Li Qingcang. Although the seriously injured sixth-level king-level strongman does not have such a strong lethality, who knows what kind of combat power will be if it recovers, and any unstable factors should not appear.

Of course, if the two sixth-order strong men are really fragile enough to kill two arrows, Li Qingcang believes that he will not show mercy, but looking at the two strong men who have the strength to avoid, but also don't know where strange items appear in their hands, he knows that even if the seriously injured sixth-order king is strong They all have a way to deal heavy damage to Li Qingcang and others.

Thinking of Li Qingcang, he smiled. Although there was no way to kill the two strong men, he now has the power to communicate with them equally.

The two strong men can't figure it out. This is not the previous strange team. How can they pinch the time so accurately and appear at the moment when both sides lose. Can these people observe the battlefield from a long distance? When they think of this, the two strong men are shocked. Unexpectedly, there is a yellow finch waiting!

"The two strong men don't mind if we get involved!" Lin Hongfei's hippie smile floated in the air. His expression was so cheap that even his own people had a feeling of beating him when they saw it. Obviously, the two sixth-order kings also had the same idea.

"Do you mind?" Listening to this, the troll almost died with his injured body. Even the middle-aged man in Qingyi had this idea. After working hard for a long time, most of his life was sent in. Do you think it's okay for others to intervene?

But it's hard to say such words. Silence is the best choice.

"Silent? Don't you mind?" Lin Hongfei grinned excitedly.

Hum, in the face of Lin Hongfei's shameless words, the two strong men did not say anything. The energy in the body rotated gently. As long as he recovers a little, everything will be over.

Pop, pop, a huge glazed giant bow appeared in the hands of a young soldier. The golden eyes showed a different difference. Two three-meter-thick arrows flew directly at the two strong men. The arrows penetrated the space and tore out traces.

The energy that has just condensed has been defeated. Such a small action can't be hidden from the sky and the sea for those who have a keen perception of the special ability of Tiancang Base. As long as it is found that there is something wrong, it will definitely rush to attack.

The survival of the end of the world let everyone know one thing, and cutting off the grass and rooting is always the best way.

"Don't do these small actions. Since we are here, we naturally need what's here!" Li Qing's faint voice appeared, and the breath of fourth-level and fifth-level evolution rose, which was no worse than them.

Feeling the breath of Li Qingcang, there was a twitch on the faces of the two strong men. A young man who had just entered the fourth level actually had a stronger evolutionary level than them.

"What do you want?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi doesn't seem to know the general question.

"Dibao!" A faint voice came out of Li Qingcang's mouth again.

"Impossible!" Before the middle-aged man in Qingyi spoke, the troll had already roared. For the sake of this treasure, even the heart of the earth was almost broken. Is the earth treasure so arched? Even death will not make the enemy better.

"Of course I don't want it all..."