Chapter 840 The decision of injury! Victory!

In the face of the crazy attack of the famous generals of the State of Wei, even though the four of A Mu had two artifacts, "sheep stick" and "angel sickle", they were still beaten back and forth again and again. They could only carry out passive defense, but could not make a favorable counterattack.

Both sides use a first-class Boss. Originally, their strength was equal, but now the other side has an extra team of 500,000 units, the 'split earth mythical beast' transformed from the three-grade artifact, which makes the victorious Libra completely fall to the opposite side.

At this time, A Mu's only hope is 'Fate Sky'. If they can turn out of 'Boss', they may be able to turn the situation around. If they can't turn it out... "It seems that A Mu's side has been defeated and can't return to heaven." The male hermit shook his head gently, as if it was not worth their loss. No one expected that Guo Jia still had a 'three-pin artifact' hidden on his body.

"Well, in this way, it's one win and one defeat... I'm looking forward to the next match!" The female hermit laughed and applauded. These people in the field are dead or alive, and they have nothing to do with her.

"The next game is the Twelve-winged Angels, Casa... against Lv Bu and Zhuoma... It should be very interesting." When the male hermit said the name 'Zhuoma', he seemed to be a little unhappy. He lowered his voice and said, "I should have come forward in this battle..."

In the arena - "Haha! What a giant pillar of Chinatown, what a commander of the General Army of Chinatown, that's all!" Dian Wei let out a bad laugh, and the mountain mover under his command kept releasing all kinds of remote skills like chicken blood. The stones, big and small, were constantly thrown by him, and he was about to force the two fire dragon kings into the corner.

The long-range Boss has bonus damage to the flying boss, which is different from the battle between the arms.

"Fuck! If it goes on like this, we won't have to hang up until fate turns to 'Boss'. Their purpose is not to fucking win the game, but to kill all our Boss!" Mythical injury is not a good-tempered person in the first place. When he was provoked by Dian Wei's words, he was even more angry and cursed.

"A Wound, calm down. Other than that, we have no better way." A Mu was not in a panic. The great knight fought and retreated, but he did not suffer any fatal damage.

"Who said there was no better way? Instead of giving the life of the Fire Dragon King to the unreliable 'God', it's better for me to decide!" The myth roared in a low voice.

When I heard this, I immediately frowned, "A hurt, you don't want to use that, do you?"

"Well, it's 'it'!" The mythical wound said without thinking: "A Mu, Da Ben, Northeast guy, in three minutes, if the fate disk has not pointed to 'Boss', then collectively retreat from my fire dragon king!"

"A wound, you must be careful when using 'Dragon Crystal'..." Hearing this, A Mu finally understood that there was also a 'first-class artifact - Longjing' in the hands of the mythical injury. This artifact was fought by their team in heaven two months ago. It should have been owned by the master, but in the end, it was robbed by the mythical injury. It's in my backpack.

"Don't worry, I've been mentally prepared for a long time." The myth nodded silently.

"Fuck, you were going to do this when you robbed Longjing, didn't you?" The master, who has always had a good temper, suddenly scolded people, but the mythical injury of being scolded was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "Haha, I'm going to be a martyr today. What's the matter? Do you have a problem?"

At this time, the huge fate disk finally began to turn again.

After turning the black pointer in the disk for more than a dozen times, it slowly stopped in the 'fatal blow' grid.

Miracles were not born, and good luck did not come to A Mu's group.

"Haha! What a delusion! Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Want to summon Boss? It's harder than winning the lottery!" This is the first time that Guo Jia has laughed happily since the war between the two sides.

The Boss under the command of the famous general of the State of Wei once again approached A Mu and others who worked hard to defend.

"You all be careful not to be swept by the aftermath. I won't be responsible at that time!" The myth grinned and threw a blood-red crystal like a heart in the middle of the day.

The blood-red crystal rotated a few times in mid-air and blended into the fire dragon king's forehead. Suddenly, a third eye appeared on the fire dragon king's forehead. It was a scarlet eyeball without any biological emotion!

Where the third eye of the Fire Dragon King glanced, the famous generals of the State of Wei frowned. It's about to win, but at this time, it's full of branches.

Guo Jia didn't think so and snorted coldly, "I'm still struggling here!" Kill him! No matter what artifact you use, you can't escape death! Come out! The boundary of the sky!"

With a 'buzz', the small boundary immediately covered the bosses of both sides.

"Run!" Mythical wounds raise hands.

"Fuck it! "A wound!" I scolded angrily and left without thinking about it. At the same time, the great knight of A Mu and the gladiators of the Northeast also retreated from afar, leaving only the mythical 'Fire Dragon King' possessed by the dragon crystal.

"Oh? Is the effect of this artifact to increase defense? Guo Jia didn't explain. At this moment, the three-eyed fire dragon king rolled up a burst of fire and rushed in the direction of their Boss standing.

"Looking for death! Kill me!" As soon as Guo Jia raised his hand, the cracked earth beast, the mountain mover, the tiger god, and the flying dragon general immediately greeted him from the front.

"Hahaha! It's you who are looking for death! "Idiot!" The myth laughed wildly, and his right hand gently clicked on the new skill added by the Fire Dragon King.

"Eh?"

'Burning Dragon Soul!'

'Hula!' Dozens of fire dragons more than 100 meters long burst the body of the 'Fire Dragon King' on the spot, and pressed their teeth and claws on the four nearby bosses. The whole field was surrounded by flames at this moment.

"Damn it!"

"Run!"

"Can't run away!"

... Except for the mythical wound, no one knows what happened in the flames.

In this surging flame circle, you can't even hear the screams of monsters!

"What the hell happened?" The audience looked at each other in front of each other.

"Long Jing..." Zhang Mu, who was far away from the stands, shook his head first, and then nodded again. He didn't know what he wanted to express.

"Long Jing, that's the artifact used in the mythical wound, right? What's the use?" The lucky hand asked.

"In an instant, it improves the attack power of any dragon clan by 100%, and comes with a skill called 'burning dragon soul'... In a more popular way, it is called 'self-explosion'..." Zhang Mu said indifferently.

'Hula...Poo!'

The breeze blew out the last flame in the arena.

Wait for the smoke to dissipate, and then look at the field, except for the remaining 200,000 units of cracked earth beasts, the rest of the bosses are all turned into ashes.

"It turned out to be... self-detonated!" Guo Jia only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she felt like she was going to faint.

"Hey hey hey hey, you only have 200,000 units of big turtles left... How long can you hold on?" The myth laughed proudly.

The three big knights, the fire dragon king and gladiators who fled the scene of the explosion in the morning approached again and slowly approached the earth mythical beast.

"Losing...losing..." Guo Jia's face was like dust.

(to be continued)