Chapter 81 Stopping

It is cyan-red, quite mysterious. This is a mysterious force. No one knows. They don't know where they came from and were not found. Until now, they have fallen from the sky like divine soldiers, killing a large number of monsters effortlessly.

Blue and red, cyan belongs to the law of wind attribute, and red is the law of fire attribute. The two complement each other and seem to have produced an incredible change and greatly increased power.

This flame can't be extinguished. Once it is touched, it will inevitably be burned off. Even the magic at the peak level of the god can't be resisted, and there is a strangeness in the power.

"This is the breath of the origin!"

Thunder and shortness of breath, and the thunder tower in his body trembled violently. As soon as this breath appeared, he felt an extreme desire. This was the original breath, and he would definitely remember it correctly.

At present, there are only three main sources of thunder, fire, water, wind, and the whereabouts of the three basic elements are unknown. I don't want to feel the origin of fire here.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, but found an unexpected scene.

The blood cliff of the Skyfire Palace looked at the cyan-red flame in surprise. His expression was very surprised. He seemed to see an incredible scene without the original calm.

The Heavenly Fire Palace is known as the source of all fires. There are countless mysterious flames in the Heavenly Fire Palace. Although the blue-red fire is powerful and strange, it is not enough to surprise the blood cliff so much.

His change fell into the eyes of many masters.

"Kill!"

A group of blue and red masters came without saying much. They cherished the word like gold. There was only a murderous word 'kill', such as the god of death who harvested life. A group of masters rushed forward in robes.

The cyan shines, the speed is unparalleled, surpassing the masters of the same level, the red flashes, the big enemies are burned, and there is nowhere to escape.

The whole battlefield suddenly changed. The pressure of the Louvre Palace, which was originally in danger, was greatly reduced. On the contrary, the allied forces of the three ethnic groups fell into the wind and many masters were killed. They could only escape and resist bitterly.

"Where on earth are the masters from? They are so horrible. Each of them has the ability to cross the level and catch up with the core disciples of the Skyxing zhe gong hui!" The thunder looked in shock and muttered.

He participated in the assessment of the Skyxing zhe gong hui, but there was a big change in the end. In the end, the specific result is unknown. He changed to the plane battlefield.

The Skyrunner Guild has branches in the world of the gods, attracting countless talents, especially the geniuses of leap-level combat, which is also the target of recruitment. These people in blue and red robes in front of him are secret and mysterious, but they have a fearless momentum, moving forward bravely, with strange means and strong strength.

Many people even exude a spirit of the god level. With the strength of the god level, they can fight against the god. This talent is surprising.

"It's the breath of the origin, it's it!" Lei Dong's eyes lit up and seemed to think of something. "It can't be wrong. Although these people are powerful, they can't cross so many realms. Because of the power of the source, borrow the power of the source, let alone leapfrogs, the war god is not a problem."

Thunder was thoughtful, and he looked at the blood cliff, and he was also surprised to see this scene.

Kill!

Kill!

The murderous spirit is pervasive, and the evil spirit rises. Here is a meat grinder like hell. Countless masters chatter and fall here. The blue and red have become the color of death, such as a sharp knife, the blade thinks, and the corpses are everywhere. These people are not only outstanding in strength, but also their own mood is amazing. Killing people like slaughtering dogs. There is no change. It seems that A trivial matter.

"Retire!!"

The defeat of the three clans was almost defeated by this group of blue and red strong men. The strength of the other party was beyond imagination. The three clans resisted hard. A large number of masters died every moment, and the losses were heavy. The leaders shouted one after another and began to retreat. Otherwise, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid the three clans will be killed.

"This is your backhand, you! Humph!"

The guardian of the Tianhuo Palace looks ugly, with blood dripping in his heart. The Tianhuo Palace has lost more. He has been defeated twice in a row. His reputation has been ruined, and the master has fallen, and he is likely to be depressed.

The guardian of the Jin clan also snorted coldly and was very dissatisfied.

Phil's guardian's face was gloomy, and he looked at the position of the space gate. There, the elder Taishang had the upper hand with one against three, and the situation changed greatly.

He resisted the three masters, as well as a royal monster of the same level. His strength was far beyond everyone's imagination. Behind him stood a vague mini holy mountain. The blue light hung down from it, and the blue light was spiritual. Every time, the three masters were afraid, tied their hands and feet, and blocked in place.

The situation is obvious. If the battle continues, the three people will not be able to retreat, and even the royal family will fall here.

"Kill!"

Suddenly looking up, there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes. Phil's guardian shouted and said coldly, "There is only such a road now, and we must stick to it to the end, otherwise we will fall here and practice for countless years to have today's strength, and that opportunity is in front of us. There is a trace of possibility, not fighting, anyone. Fish, do you think he will let you go so kindly!"

With a sneer, he had a great sense of war, ignored others, and went straight to the elder Taishang to express his position.

The remaining two people were shocked one after another, and a look of struggle flashed in their eyes. They immediately sighed. In any case, they had no way back. They broke the seal, colluded with monsters, and had already violated the taboo of the human race. If they were defeated, everything would be said. Now they are in danger, and there was only one way to fight.

"Kill!"

The two looked at each other and killed the past.

As soon as the three people entered, the situation changed again. The allied forces of the three ethnic groups had the ability to resist, but they were still suppressed. The blue and red side was too powerful. Everyone was a hero. All kinds of strange means made people scared. One by one, the masters died strangely, and the ferociousness before death was frightening.

At this point in the battle, it has reached white heat. The three races have shown a decline, but they have resisted bitterly, like a boat swaying in the wind and rain, which will be annihilated at any time.

Bum!

Lei Dong also killed the past. His whole body was bathed in purple and golden light, and his blood was released. Like a killing god, the masters around him were scared one by one. He kept retreating. He had no secret methods and no weapons. He was a person. From beginning to end, a pair of iron fists kept waving. Every time someone had to beat blood, no blood and no fists.

This fierce evil makes people feel cold. I don't know how many creatures' blood is stained on the body to have such a strong evil spirit.

"Demon, this is definitely a demon, more ferocious than the demon clan!" One person was killed and looked at the broken limbs around him. He had no desire to fight. He had the peak strength of the god, but he did not have a trace of courage. He lost that gas, and there was no hope of promotion in his life.

Bum!

Another punch, smashing a master who showed a desperate look. His thunderous eyes were flat, and there was an open space around him. His flesh and blood were flowing. The strong blood made people vomit. The thunder stood in it and shocked all directions.

"Is it over?" He looked at the four directions and said, "A group of blue and red masters came in to change the situation. Two of them don't have to be too different from the elders. The battle is over."

In the field, the Taishang elder has cut off a royal family, and only one royal family and the eldest prince resisted bitterly and is teetering. It seems that it can't last long.

On the other side, the three guardians of the Phil family fought against a master in a blue and red robe. They were forced to be in a hurry and it was difficult to protect themselves.

In the field, the situation was clear, and the blue and red people came out and destroyed. All the monsters had died. The allied forces of the three clans suffered heavy losses and fell a lot, and many were captured alive. Only hundreds of elites were resisting bitterly. It seemed that they could not last long.

The thunder moved and came to a blue and red master to feel the breath on his body.

The taste of the origin!

This smell is definitely not wrong. If there is nothing, it is extremely ethereal. The original breath on his body is too weak, and it will dissipate after a period of time. However, this breath makes the thunder excited.

Not long after, the battle was completely over. The three clans fought against the Louvre, and finally won the Louvre. With the support of the blue and red masters, they won a big victory!

The two royal families fell, the eldest prince was captured alive, all the monsters fell, and a small number of the elites of the three clans were also captured alive. In this battle, the whole army of the three clans was destroyed.

Brush!

The mysterious man in a cyan-red robe stood up. He held a token in his hand. The red fire was like a beating flame. The temperature was extremely high, but there was a blue shining, and he could feel a wisp of coolness.

As soon as the token appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"It's him!"

The guardians of the Tianhuo Palace and other three people looked complicated and showed horror, and then laughed at themselves, which was a little desolate and laughed at their own atros.