Chapter 282 Throne

Monsters in the second world are divided into one star to nine stars.

Above the nine stars are bronze monsters, silver monsters, and gold monsters.

Above the golden monster is a fairy beast, and above it is a mythical beast.

Needless to say, the ability of the nine-star BOSS is enough to show its strength.

"Give him a fatal blow while he is still sleeping!" Pound's body was still in the state of a tiger. The tiger's claws dug the ground, and a hungry tiger rushed to the throne.

"It's ridiculous!" The lonely soul lord sneered, and his eyes were not open. His palms poked out like thunder and lightning, accurately grabbed the tiger's neck, and shook it casually, keeping Pang De on the ground fiercely.

"It's faster than I thought. Come together. After solving you, I have to sleep for a while." The lonely lord played with the jade ball in his hand and was full of disdain.

"Whatever you want!"

The three figures of Meitong took the lead and rushed to the Lone Soul Lord. Xia Feng followed closely, each with their weapons and hit the Lone Soul Lord fiercely.

The ability of this lonely lord is also not annoying, and his body has not left the throne, but no matter what offensive Xia Feng and others make, he can block it.

A pair of palms is like fine iron, and even a sharp Tianjiao bone gun can't hurt him at all.

Fortunately, the skills of this lonely soul lord are close. As long as everyone is far away from him, the lonely soul lord will not take the initiative to attack.

In the next hour, everyone tried their best, but there was no way to let the lonely lord lose his health. This guy was also like a turtle, just staying on the throne.

The butterfly said, "Have you found a problem? Although this lonely lord is strong, he has been sitting on the throne. As long as we are not close to the throne, he will not attack us."

Xia Feng turned his eyes and said, "You mean that all the dependence of this guy is on that mysterious throne. As long as we can let him leave the throne, his defense will naturally be broken."

The lonely lord sneered and said, "Have you been found? But as long as I am on this throne, I am invincible, and you can't let me leave the throne at all.

Meitong proposed: "Don't use skills, everyone. Change all of them to weapons. There are six of us. I don't believe that his two hands can block our six weapons!"

Xia Feng whispered a few words to Tao Tao, and then held weapons in his hands and rushed to the lonely soul lord. He still didn't believe that the lonely soul lord could grow a few more hands.

"Bastard!" The lonely lord scolded angrily.

Mei Tong's method really works, but such a close battle is almost like you giving me a sword and giving you a punch, which is equivalent to a process of exchanging blood between the two sides.

"Stupid human beings, today we want to see whether you have more health or more health of the Lord!"

Xia Feng sneered, and the Tianjiao bone gun stabbed straight into the throat of the lonely soul lord and said, "We have found your weakness. How dare you talk here? It's really ridiculous!"

Tianjiao bone * breaks through the void and goes straight to the lonely soul collar.

The Lone Soul Lord clenched and grabbed the head of the Tianjiao bone gun.

Looking at the lonely soul lord holding the Tianjiao bone gun in his hand, Xia Feng's face couldn't help showing a sne smile.

This arrogant guy dared to hold the gun head of the Tianjiao bone gun directly. In return, he naturally left him a 'blood' gift.

As soon as the summer wind exerted his strength, the Tianjiao bone gun was suddenly covered with erotic scales, and the head of the gun became thinner and sharper.

Xia Feng turned the Tianjiao bone gun, and then drew a sharp gunhead, which directly cut a big cut in the palm of the lonely lord.

The blood donation slowly flowed to the ground along the fingers of the lonely soul lord, and the words "reducing blood" also appeared on his head.

The lonely lord was shocked and said, "What kind of gun are you that can cut through my palm!"

"You are a lord, but you are not qualified to know this!"

With limited time, Xia Feng will naturally not talk nonsense with him. As long as his palm touches the Tianjiao bone gun, he will immediately lose a lot of health.

And his body is sitting on the throne, so that he is equivalent to a live target, allowing Xia Feng to pierce.

"Damn it, I must crush you!" The lonely soul lord was so angry that he stood up, his head like an iron fist, swinging to Xia Feng's head.

"Wow... It's time for me to show my skills!" Tao Tao's small body crossed the soles of Xia Feng's feet, and when the lonely soul lord stood up, his little claws suddenly pushed the throne away.

Everyone also saw the opportunity and quickly surrounded the lonely lord in the middle and lost the throne, just like an ordinary seven-star boss.

Although the seven-star boss is only two stars different from the nine-star boss, the difference between this is like heaven and earth.

Everyone does not waste a moment and keeps throwing skills on the 'lone soul lord'.

Under the siege of the crowd, the word 'lone soul lord' appeared in just over 10 minutes.

"I don't want to, I don't want to!"

The lonely lord cried, and finally turned into a white light full of resentment, and the equipment was piled up into a hill, but everyone didn't care about this at all, and their eyes looked at the throne with greed.

It can make a nine-star boss soar to have the strength of a bronze monster and spiritual wisdom, which shows the extraordinaryness of this throne.

Mei Tong said faintly, "Butterfly, if you don't put it away, I guess we will grab it."

The butterfly smiled faintly, stepped forward to the slender ** and walked to the golden throne. Even if she had countless treasures, it was difficult for her to maintain peace in her heart at this moment.

"Oh!"

Everyone's eyes were suddenly full of greed again, because the butterfly had no way to put the throne into the backpack. The golden throne seemed to have aura and dodged left and right.

"Let me subdue you!" Pound said in a low voice, jumped into the air, opened his arms, and hugged the golden throne.

A flexible flash of the golden throne left only a faint golden light in the air. Finally, Pound fell to the ground awkwardly.

The angel's wings said, "Everything in heaven and earth has spirituality. This golden throne has given birth to spirituality, and those who have nothing to do with it will not be recognized by it."

Although the butterfly's expression was as quiet as water, she was obviously a little unhappy. When she picked up the golden throne just now, she had been rejected.

Although it is agreed that the fixed treasures of this operation belong to their auction house, but the Golden Throne obviously does not belong to their auction house.

If it's ordinary equipment, this golden equipment is a strange treasure.

She secretly made up her mind that no matter who got the golden throne, she must let him hand it over in the end.