Chapter 94 First Display of Divine Power

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Wu Yuan is confident and full of longing and expectation for the future. At the time of reincarnation, he was 43,3818. Now he has been promoted and reincarnated. He jumped to the 33rd in one fell swoop. Compared with the two, he made rapid progress, which can be imagined.

Of course, Wu Yuan will never be complacent. He wants to be the first player to become the first player of the third Shenwu.

"Big boss, it's not good. The prodigal son and I were besieged by Shadow and the Wind Tower. Come and save us." At this time, there was a call for help at dusk in his ear. Wu Yuan said eagerly, "Where are you?"

"Sanmen Mountain."

"I'll be right over." Wu Yuan hung up his voice, joined the team at dusk, and quickly went to Sanmen Mountain. In the realm of promotion and reincarnation, Wu Yuan's speed was five times faster, like a gust of wind, which made the players on the way frightened and envious, and called the masters.

"Starlight garbage, your resistance is futile on the street. Go to death!"

"Now that we listen to the alliance between the Wind Tower and the Shadow of Darkness, the fate of your starlight is doomed to perish!"

"Yes, we heard that there are two reincarnations in the rotten building, and there are also two reincarnations in the dark shadow. The number of reincarnations is twice as many as your starlight. What do you take to fight us?"

"Ky rid of the starlight, the vertical and horizontal city is ours!"

In one place in Sanmen Mountain, a group of dark shadows and players who listened to the wind tower cheered loudly and arrogantly, surrounded 54 people, such as dusk at night, prodigal son turning back, Jade God and so on.

The number of players of Tingfenglou and Shadow of Darkness is about 500. The leader is the player of Tingfeng Tower. He is the dark elf who returns to the realm of reincarnation. His ID is soaring. His ID is level 209, and he is a 200-level holy suit, which is full of sacred attack gems. The equipment is very powerful, and he is the same as Midsummer who was defeated by Wu Yuan. There is almost no difference.

"Starlight, our two factions have decided to hand over the letter of war tomorrow. Your doomsday is coming. First, kill your unincompetent guys to let you understand the power of our alliance." He was so arrogant and condescending, with an invincible look. He is about 25 years old. He is short and fat, like a winter melon. He was originally unknown and did not show off the mountains and rivers. Because he was the twenty-eighth return player of the Holy Continent, he became a celebrity of the Wind Tower and was reused by the master Tingfeng.

"Well, alliance, uncle, I'll connect with your sister!" At dusk, he cursed, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky. Fifty-four people formed a three-shaped horned array, protecting the spirit of light, the dark elf and the god archer in the middle and launched an assault.

"Kid, who do you think you are and claim to be an uncle? I'll be your mother. Even if you don't have a chance today, I can't save you!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the sky, holding the holy spiritual staff and waved it. He recited an ancient and obscure spell in his mouth. He cast a curse and fell into a thousand rays of black light. Invisibly invaded the fifty-four souls such as the sunset at night and the prodigal son turned back. He cursed it and caused three thousand damage one by one.

System Tip: You are cursed, your attack power is reduced by 20%, your defense power is reduced by 20%, and your health value drops by 3,000 per second.

Listening to the prompt message, the night falls at dusk, the prodigal son turned around and others frowned, showing a solemn color. A curse alone has such a powerful negative impact on them. The returnees are really powerful, and they are not able to fight against the reincarnation. In the face of the five hundred people staring at the sky, the night falls and dusk understands that this battle is more and less auspicious.

"Brothers and sisters, go! Let's find a way to survive!" At dusk, he waved his arms and shouted, took the lead in attacking, and hit the corner with all his strength.

Charge!

Bulls!

The sea of fire is ruthless!

The wind swept through the clouds!

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves!

The prodigal son turned around and killed the gods. They were unwilling to show weakness. They played a skill and pushed forward. As long as they broke through their encirclement, they would have a chance to escape.

The players in Wuyuantang are all elites among the elites. The skills of the fifty-four people of Zhushen and the prodigal son are crazy output, and the destruction is extremely powerful. They instantly destroy the shadow of the shadow and the warrior defense of the wind tower, kill one side, all kinds of handovers are continuous, and the flesh and blood are flying, which is very fierce. The prodigal sons turned back and entered the flock like tigers and sheep, killing players one by one, and kept moving forward.

"In the face of the siege of 500 people, it is still so fierce that it is worthy of being a player without starlight."

"It goes to say that they are all a group of crazy people, very powerful!"

"Is it because the wind tower and the shadow of the dark are long-lived, and it actually provokes the starlight again."

"You don't know this. Now there are four returnees from the Wind Tower and the Shadow of the Dark, and there are only two stars. The Wind Tower and the Shadow of the Shadow naturally take advantage of this rare opportunity to cross the starlight in one fell swoop."

"Brother Chicken Head is reasonable. Now is the era of father fighting. The player who returns from the world is his father. In front of the player who returns from the reincarnation, the reincarnated player is nothing at all. Once he rushes to the sky, this group of starlightless guys will die."

Their fight at dusk attracted the attention of other players in Sanmen Mountain. They came to watch one by one, pointing fingers and talking constantly.

"With no fate, with your strength, you dare to call it the most potential hall, pooh! Now let's see what is the power of the reincarnation. He smirked at the sky, pointed to the gods and sang proudly, "The world is originally dark. Only darkness is the master of heaven and earth, and only darkness is what all things need... The rain of darkness!"

He took action again in one breath, casting a god-level spell with great lethality, and falling a black rain, covering the prodigal son and turning back, killing the gods, and the dark rain with tracking target performance. It is also very difficult for Zhushen to avoid it.

The magic skill was originally very powerful. In addition, it was performed by the returnees of the reincarnation, and the power was even greater. A drop of black rain was like an indestructible weapon, penetrating their shields at dusk and falling on their bodies. There were sizzling sounds, with a strong corrosive effect, drenched with the flesh and blood of everyone, and the health value fell straight down. .

Ah, ah, ah...

Screams sounded one after another, and Zhu Shen and they hung 20 people at once, most of whom were weakly defended light, dark elves and divine archers. The situation of the remaining more than 30 people is also very bad. In the face of the encirclement of 500 people, even if the prodigal son turns back, the night dusk and other people are well equipped with strong strength, and have the ability to fight against two, three, four..., and they are not their opponents in one go. After all, they have come back to the town, and the number of people is large, and the strength of the two sides is different. There is a great disparity.

At dusk, Zhu Shen and others fell down one after another, and the blood volume of the rest also went to more than half, and the situation was very critical.

"Hear it, guys, come on!" At this time, a group of starlight players rushed in and turned back with the prodigal son to resist the players who listened to the Wind Tower and Shadow. About 200 of them were practicing monsters in Sanmen Mountain. When they heard the cry for help at dusk, they came to help.

The support of more than 200 starlight players can only solve the urgent needs of the prodigal son, the dusk and so on, but they can't repel them.

"A group of people who don't know whether to live or die without the support of the returnees, no matter how many people you come, it is useless." He was full of confidence, and a red and orange aperture flashed behind him, filled with strong pressure. He waved the holy stick in his hand and played a spiritual spell, such as machine gun shooting, which made the prodigal son turn around and fall down in pieces. The blood flowed into a river, countless deaths and injuries, and mourned everywhere.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Under the leadership of the sky, the players who listen to the Wind Tower and the Shadow of Shadow are more and more brave. They rely on the fact that there are more people and bully less people, and they are defeated and retreat one after another.

"Listen to the wind tower, the shadow of the dark, you remember that if I don't destroy you, I'm not the boss's number one younger brother!" The whole body was bloody at dusk and let out a hysterical roar, waved two knives, pierced into the chest of a Tianwu man who listened to the wind tower, and killed it with one blow. Turn the two knives again and kill another land ranger. Accuracy, hit rate, and fast technique deeply scared the other party.

"Well, do you have this ability?" He snorted coldly and looked disdainfully. He waved his spiritual staff and threw out a bond, trapped the night at dusk, and then a sharp blade penetrated the body at night and dusk. His health value directly bottomed out and four items were dropped.

At this moment, there are only 13 people left for Zhu Shen, with less than 20 per cent of their blood volume. It is their limit to annihilate the enemy of about one hundred and four. The magic skills are cooling down, and it has become a delusion to kill a few more people.

The swords and shadows, the arrows and rain spirits are overwhelmingly covering the gods, and they are about to be buried. At this time, a silver knife light cut into the dense arrow rain spirit, carrying the power to destroy everything. It rotated 360 degrees. Wherever it passed, the sword and shadow, and the arrow rain spirit were smashed, which was powerful and incredible.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm sorry, I'm late." The familiar voice and familiar figure appeared in front of the thirteen people of the Jade God. The person who came was not Wu Yuan, who else could there be?

"Listen to the wind tower, the shadow of darkness, you are the people who dare to kill me. You can't go back alive." Wu Yuan was so angry that he immediately took action against the people who listened to the wind tower and the shadow of the dark. A wind swept the remnant cloud and set off 30 meters of knife skills, killing more than 100 of them in an instant.

Six-in-a-sword match!

Turn around Shi Long!

Wu Yuan rushed into the Shadow player group, and two group attack skills were used to send them back to the cemetery to report. Then he flashed into the group of players in the Wind Tower and killed all directions. Wu Yuan is like a god of killing. According to the floating ancient knife, someone will die, and the reincarnated person can't stop Wu Yuan's knife.

He showed his power. He was like a ghost, and he was so fast and unimaginable that he couldn't see the figure clearly. He saw the silver knife light shuttle back and forth, and the players were fragmented and flesh and blood flying. In a moment, the Dark Shadow and the players of the Wind Tower went to three hundred and one, leaving only about 50 people.

"God, who is this person, such a pervert?" One of the onlookers was shocked and looked at Wu Yuan, who was very powerful. His questioning was extremely despised by the players around him.

"No way, he doesn't even know it."

"Listen, he is famous and has no chance!"

"Where did the deep mountain boy come from? It's really sad that he doesn't even know he has no fate!"

"Klew more than 300 players in half a minute. It's fate. You're so awesome!" The onlookers' eyes are full of stars, with a look of fanaticism, worship, respect and so on. Wu Yuan's strength deeply shocked their hearts.

"It's enough to have no chance. I'll meet you in the wind tower!"