Chapter 2210: Frustrated

The curse of the original source of energy is far more imaginary than the horror of imagination, and it cannot be expelled for a time.
The sacred lord ate a boring loss on the spot, and the curse that entered the body could not be driven out. They were like rooting in the body, constantly slamming the body.
"This is a spell, when is the mantra of this strong man!"
No matter what the Lord does, it does not mean that you don’t know the curse. If you have a big man, the curse is incredible, and you can’t prevent it. The worst thing for everyone to deal with is the curse. He has never heard of the cursing palace.
Suddenly, the curse came, and the Holy Lord immediately took the stroke.
Weakness, poisonousness, paralysis, and other cursing effects are all unfolding. The Holy Lord's action slows down and the strength is greatly reduced.
"get out!"
The vast gods of the Holy Land swept out and vowed to find out.
no one?
The mighty gods are like no one, but no one is found.
This is dumbfounded!
"Is it possible to survive the Holy Spirit?"
Twice twice
After several times, there is still no trace of the mysterious man who applied the spell, as if it did not exist.
On the other side, the Nyonzi went all out and gradually blocked the attack from the Holy Landlord. In the heart, he realized that "there must be a ancestor's shot!"
The Holy Lord is not the most powerful of the Lord, but compared to the general Gabriel, the strength is strong and the cross is not so good.
The opponent's offensive was weakened, and the Netherland immediately realized that the opportunity had come. He controlled the long river of the Nether and went straight to the depths of the Heavenly Palace. No one dared to stop it.
"How could this be!"
The war emperor and others are all dumbfounded. "How can the Netherland be an opponent? Isn’t he barely able to play the fighting power of the powerful?"
Although the heart is very convinced. The war emperor did not dare to pass, and the turbulence generated by the two great powers turned into a dead zone.
Even the hero of this level of the Emperor. It’s a sure thing to take it seriously.
Deep in the nest of the Heavenly Palace. The earth-shattering momentum is constantly erupting, and the secluded rivers come and go. Every hit is very horrible. It makes people numb.
The two great powers played against each other, and the outsiders did not dare to approach. The battle outside was still going on. Zong Shengtian ate the healing remedy, and once again attacked the tyrant of the battle, the casualties of the Heavenly Palace began to increase again.
"The Lord is really better than the ordinary Gabriel!"
Lin Fei keeps moving his position. The movements on the hands did not stop, the spells greeted the other side, the energy of the source was also consumed quickly, and the effect was still very obvious.
"If there is no guessing, the Lord of the Dead should be at the top of the first small realm in the realm of the world, and it is indeed more powerful!"
The spells that are played out, if the average person has long been unable to hold on, and is allowed to be killed by others, the Lord is not the same. Despite some influence, the influence of the spell was suppressed, and the 60% of the combat power was maintained.
Sixty percent of the combat power is enough to solve the immediate situation.
Lin Fei casts a spell in the dark. The position has never been exposed, and the offensive of the Nether is also very fierce. It is possible to fight against the Holy Land, and it will undoubtedly enhance the combat experience. This is a rare good thing.
The Holy Lord is sadly reminded, while suppressing the curse, while resisting the attack of the Nether, using one heart and two, reluctantly tied with the other side. This is what he did not expect.
"Nethersome child, this holy or a small smashed you." Said with a sullen face, "I can invite such a master!"
The Nether is used to the rhythm of the Holy Lord attack. There is also a smile on my face. "The Lord of the Dead, your heavenly palace can smash our Nether Palace. We naturally have to make some preparations. With the battle between you and us, we will not be able to win or lose for a while. , but it’s your day, if you continue."
In this battle, the Nether is not to kill each other. With the current strength, he is not so capable of doing it. He is very satisfied with the tie.
This is also a victory.
The sacred face of the Lord is gloomy again, and the eyes are cold and sullen. "You really do not dare to kill you!"
The Nether Son really did not dare to make a hot hand, and the price paid was too great. He smiled. "If you go all out, it is not difficult to kill me. But after you kill me, my friend. You may not be able to deal with it, and you and I will lose both!"
The secret Lin Fei admire the Netherson to say this.
On the force of force, the Holy Lord is not good.
At least, the other party is not confident of two attacks.
Everything is beyond the control of the Lord of Heaven.
A secretly lurking master, like himself, is a sacred realm. The other party is not the peak of a small realm, nor is it so good to deal with it. The other side is practicing the most difficult spell.
"Is it really necessary to give up?" The Holy Lord is very helpless. He has not shot for a long time, but he has planted a small head.
From the very beginning, the Lord of the Holy Land regarded this as a farce. Within the cover of the gods, the trace of the strong man of the spell could not be found. Instead, the curse of the other side continued to blast to himself.
In the past half an hour, the gods of the Holy Land are not too small, and the disciples of the Heavenly Palace have already lost their hearts, even if they are also a wolverine, they are in a bad situation.
Lost, lost!
The Holy Lord knows that this time he has looked away. If there is no secret spell, he has no difficulty in dealing with the Nether.
"Youg, your purpose has been reached!" The Holy Lord slammed back and stopped, and stopped, and the loss of the Heavenly Palace will continue to increase.
"It’s finally good!" Seeing the sacred Lord retreat, the Nether is secretly relieved, and his heart is very excited. I actually let the Lord of the Dead stop.
This battle against the Heavenly Palace, I won on this side.
Nether is not arrogant, and my heart is very clear. The unrecognized ancestor has helped a lot in this war, and my heart is also horrified at the other party’s means. What is the means to keep the Holy Lord clearly It’s an incredible thing to look like.
"Arab?"
Zong Shengtian’s two brothers are obviously a glimpse.
"Big brother, we won!" Zong Shengshui next to the reaction.
In an instant, everyone cheered.
"The master must have blocked the offensive of the Holy Lord. We won this battle!" Zong Shengtian was in tears, which is something that I can't imagine.
When they received the words of the Lord, the whole people lost their souls and lost their souls. It was difficult for them to accept this result. The saints in their eyes, the existence of the ruling heaven and the wild, could not even be so quiet that they were defeated in this war.
The days of the palace are all dead and dead. (To be continued.)