Chapter 37 Seizing the Origin of the World
"Quick!"
"Quick!"
The earth of Kurosawa, the magic spirit is born by the world.
The black ground without a wisp of vegetation is endless, and everything you can see is filled with strong magic. The Taoist magic is like a torrent sweeping upside down, covering this small world. Here is an endless black and vast land. Hundreds of meters of green dragons soar in the sky and run fast. Below, 40,000 members of the Qingtian looked cold and moved forward quickly.
The gentle shouting keeps resounding.
In front of this line, that is, in the depths of the black earth, there is a four-way altar. The center of the altar is filled with endless magic, and the towering stone pillars of runes are raised from the altar and inserted into the sky. Such lock boundary pillars stand in various areas of this small world of the evil, ninety-nine, converging the clouds. The horrible magic gas is constantly rising towards a mysterious tiger in the small evil world above the clouds.
Around the altar.
Thousands of forms of magical monsters roared low.
Bloody
Rolent
It's cold.
All kinds of evil breaths fill them.
In the depths of these monsters, there is a terrible warcraft with a hundred meters in a curl. Its whole body is covered with black scales, like a dragon, thick and looks extremely horrible. It lay there, and the cold and violent breath permeated from it, so that no monsters in the surrounding area dared to step on it.
"It's right there!"
"Destroy the lock column!!"
......
In the silence.
Above the distant sky, the green dragon opened and rolled over
xiu xiu~
The mysterious air is sprinkled all over the sky.
Blammed down on this calm water surface and directly rippled layers of wave marks: "Kill! Kill!"
Tens of thousands of torrents swept in.
roar~
Countless monsters suddenly bowed their heads and roared, came into contact head-on, and the fight suddenly rose.
......
This is just a microcosm.
The three Qingtian teams, led by Cang Lang, Hu Ji and Lu Zhan, each chose a lock boundary pillar and launched a fierce attack. In other regions, players from major forces have also emerged one after another. The terrible roar continues to resound in all regions of this small world. There is only one goal for countless players, which is to destroy the lock pillar!
and then.
Kill the evil spirits and get the reward of the hempous Hongze.
......
The black mountains mesed and swayed, and the eight figures burst out of this magic air.
"There!"
Rich white light shrouded.
Dongfang Yixue's eyes lit up in vain, and the most holy wings behind them glowed with a faint and bright light. His speed was extremely fast. At the moment when he drank and fell, his whole body was like lightning over the countless warcraft, which suddenly raised his head and roared. He waved his hand, poured, and chopped down, and the strong white light suddenly spread out and turned into a murderous opportunity.
xiu xiu~
The Taoist figure runs through.
Xiaoyao held the sky mark in his hand, and there was a bright purple and gold light flowing on it. His eyes were extremely calm, and he suddenly rushed into countless monsters. The sword spirit rippled, directly covering dozens of warcrafts in front of him. The strength of these monsters is at least five levels, and it may be extremely difficult for ordinary players to deal with.
But among the eight people.
The worst strength also has the top strong level.
Even if you face the top monsters of the seventh level alone, it is enough not to be weak! With Xiaoyao and Dongfang Yixue taking the lead, the other six people were also incarnating to kill gods and rushed into the Warcraft group.
roar~
Countless monsters roared.
"Woo!!!"
In the depths of Warcraft, the original body of the black-scale demon dragon stood up in vain, and the vast body continued to expand. The next moment, a roar burst out from its mouth. The roar exploded, and a circle of real magic suddenly burst out of its body, producing wave marks crazily crushing the eight people.
"Nine-level low-level!"
The blood is spilling, and the murderous intention is rising.
Holding the Tianhen sword, Xiaoyao's sword is terrible.
Sweeping, split, swinging, falling, every sword seems to penetrate the air, and no warcraft can block it. His eyes appear with the roar of the black-scale dragon, a touch of solemnity: "Ninety-nine lock pillars, if each lock boundary pillar is guarded by a nine-scale black-scale dragon, it is ninety-nine nine-level warcrafts! Coupled with the two guarding ghosts who guard the evil wind passage, they have reached hundreds of nine levels of monsters. What about the evil spirits?
It's not just him.
With the breath of the black-scumen magic dragon burst out.
The faces of the other seven people also showed solemnity.
It's true.
At present, the ninth-order Warcraft can be killed by a means with the human sea tactics or the siege of the top strong. But the problem is that even the Warcraft guarding the lock pillar has reached such a level, and the last evil is likely to be a spiritual realm that no one wants to see!
Spiritual realm!
As long as you think of these two words, everyone's hearts are heavy and terrible.
Nineth order.
Although there is only one layer of film betweenand the spiritual realm, it is this layer of film, which is like the difference between clouds and mud, and the height is not cold. No one on the scene is confident and can fight in the face of the spiritual world!
"Whatever"
"You must get as many sources of the world as possible first! Once I get the origin of the world, maybe my kendo can break through the second level in this crisis!"
Xiaoyao muttered.
But the body suddenly burst out a more terrible sword.
He is like Jinghong.
Direct and unimpeded, **.
This is a competition. The faster the speed of destroying the boundary pillar, the more the number of world sources will be obtained, which means that the greater the improvement of your own strength! Under such oppression, both Xiaoyao and the other seven people showed their magical powers and burst out with super strength.
Puff~
The sword spirit keeps spraying
Every sword will have a Warcraft fall.
"Kill!"
Killing.
Xiaoyao glanced over and saw eight people rushing from different directions. Thousands of monsters were killed by everyone in this short minute. The huge altar was surrounded by a black-scale dragon. At this moment, it was rushing to the nearest Dongfang Yixue angrily. The black scales pierced the sky with its front feet and pressed hard on the top of his head.
Zheng~
Xiaoyao suddenly exploded.
The purple and gold light flowed on the Tianhen sword, turning into a thunder sword aimed at the back of the black-sted demon dragon.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
......
Eight people drank to varying degrees.
The strong power blooms without any reservation. A stream of attacks that can kill the sixth-order monsters at will turn into a substance and roll and smash the black-scale demon dragon. With a continuous explosion, the black-scaped demon dragon, which wanted to attack Dongfang Yixue, had been smashed by countless bombardments before it touched him at all.
bursts of heartbreaking pain swept through the lungs.
Its huge body of 100 meters rolled violently on the ground, and the whole ground kept shaking in its rolling. Layers of dust and smoke spread around with magic, but they were quickly submerged in the fierce murderous intention.
Boom!!!
Red War holds a blood knife.
He bathed in blood all over his body, and his ferocious eyes penetrated out of the body of the black-caly dragon. In the remnant smile, he burst into the lock pillar behind him, and raised his hand and cut it off with a knife.
Bang~
The huge body of the black-scale magic dragon behind it fell to the ground.
"Lock the boundary pillar!"
Drink freely.
The sword spirit is sprinkled.
Nuo's lock boundary pillar was under the siege of eight people. In less than ten seconds, it collapsed. Xiaoyao's body flashed and directly grabbed the green curd and threw it to Dongfang Yixue. He looked calm, and his figure exploded out again: "The first piece is for you! The next piece of ours, let's go!"
......
Lock the boundary column one by one.
Bloody battles are constantly performed in various regions.
On the side of mainland players, they advanced in the eastern region, while the silent ocean players advanced from the west. The two sides attacked each lock pillar crazily and slowly moved towards each other's positions. This speed is very fast. Maybe at a certain moment, they will meet in one place. At that moment, the battle from both sides will begin completely.
The land of the West.
Empty feet stepped on the corpse of the black-scaped demon dragon and stood stubbornly.
Tens of thousands of Haishen Palace players attacked the lock boundary pillar crazily, and the roared.
And the other two places.
Water is boundless. Dragon King Aotian is also leading the members of their respective sects to carry out crazy measures to destroy the lock pillar. Every time they destroy a lock pillar, they will directly swallow the origin of the world. They feel that the strength has been improved, and a wisp of cold smile will rise from the corners of their mouths.
......
Boom~
The clouds and magic that no one can see shrouded the depths.
A shadow of a sword with strange blood flashes in it. From every place in the world, wisps of blood will gather from all over the world. This blood came from the fall of players and Warcraft. These blood gas converged, making the body of the evil spirit look more bloody and strange.
"Kill it!"
"Kill to your heart's content!"
The sound of horror spread to the sky, as if playing a march of killing. ( To be continued.)