Chapter 1057: Kowloon Battle Wizards Legion

Heibao, of course, they have nothing at all, these stones are no different from eggs in their eyes.
There is no need to resist it deliberately, even if the dragon gas is not used, these stones hit them (body sh n) as if itching.
"Keep attacking!"
Although he was a little surprised, Yelvweifeng had not reached the level of panic yet.
Kowloon is more than twenty miles away.
They still have a lot of attack methods unused.
Moreover, this is not a commanding camp.
The third wave of attack used a magical arrow of piercing arrows against Samsung.
Each penetrating cloud arrow is one meter thick and fifteen meters long.
Although the number is small, the power is more powerful.
However, 30,000 penetrating cloud arrows still failed to cause a little damage to Heibao.
Jiulong still walked forward with his strong Qiang.
For the next twenty miles, Jing Hongjun used all long-range attack methods.
Have failed to play any role.
In the command camp, the faces of the three brothers Yelu sank (yin).
"I still underestimated the strength of these nine people, and it seems that only human tactics can be used."
Yeluwei groaned sharply.
"Yeah, they obviously have the ability to fight back, but they don't fight back. This is because they don't pay attention to these attacks."
Yellew shook.
The third child, Yeleway, did not speak.
They know that Heibao Kowloon is not ordinary.
It is beyond the knowledge of all of them.
Even if the three brothers face such a fierce and intensive attack, they must be treated with caution.
Twenty miles away, you have to consume one third of your energy.
Those nine people estimated that not even one tenth of the aura was consumed.
"Send the Magician Legion, the Warrior Legion to guard!"
Yeluweifeng felt that he had no confidence in the words he said.
Hey! I hope this 3.2 million magician legion can destroy each other.
If you can't, you can get hurt.
You can't be injured, you can consume more than half of your aura.
Heibao saw a magician in eight uniforms (body sh 身 n) wearing a uniform black robe in front of him, and scratched his head.
"Hey! The last thing we are afraid of is magic. Magic immunity is one to five."
After Heibao spoke, Bai Chang took the conversation.
"Brother Heibao, they don't know we are dragons!"
"However, they are likely to use (ban Jin) spell magic."
Wen Jing nodded and spoke.
"They're not stupid. After seeing our age, they will definitely use the curse."
Long Wu's eyes showed excitement (color).
"Then play with them, we don't use the (ban jin) curse, only the dragon language, to see who is great."
Huang Zheng clapped his hands and said, "This is a good idea. We have never confronted the Magician."
The other dragons are also flexing their muscles, preparing for a small trial.
In front of the magician legion, the eight teams of soldiers defended nervously.
Their role is to ensure that the magician can finish the spell smoothly.
Usually, this fear is superfluous when fighting other empires.
No empire's legion can break through layers of defense and come to the magician.
But this time is different. The nine people are too big. They may rush in at any time.
Do not! It should be said that at any time they may cast a (strong qiang) large (forbidden jin) spell magic one step in advance.
At this point, the first and second magician legions were missing the last few spells, but the nine men arrived one minute earlier than expected.
Not to mention a minute, just a few seconds apart.
Whoever can attack one second in advance is the winner.
However, all the soldiers, including the three brothers of Yerut, looked at Kowloon in perplexity.
Their brains couldn't really turn around. The nine men did not take the lead to attack, but they were all excited to put on a posture to take moves.
What the is this?
Are they waiting to greet (ban jin) curse magic?