Chapter 660: Fight against death! Her Royal Highness

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The Son of Darkness was so passionate and serious that he almost believed in himself.
But in fact, his mouth was bitter, and his heart was even more grieving.
I thought, the life of this son is so miserable, the son of the flame who didn't care much about it before, this time it can be miserable, how can he cause trouble?
This is a jihad. If you say that you will fight, and there is no stopping posture at all, you are now losing 50 points. It feels like you are looking back to advance in the future. How can this be good?
"Very good, Stuart, you finally have what the Dark Son should look like, and taking over the Holy Lady will let you be a pioneer, and show the greatness of our dark power."
Dark Saint Catherine nodded slightly, even the sheep-head demon Buffon behind her shouted a few times, as if affirming the Dark Son's fighting spirit.
But after hearing this, the Dark Son heard his head dizzy, shaking for a while, tears almost couldn't hold back.
I did n’t eat or drink, I just played a three-day and three-night jihad, and I lost myself a whole circle. There were a few nomadic Tuareg people nearby. I can change tents and supplies. Now those nomads All scared away.
Not to mention food, you can't even find a drop of water. In this state, you have to be a pioneer? Isn't this to kill yourself?
"Sister Holy Lady, you are so kind to me." The Dark Son clenched his fists and looked up. "This time, I, I must take the lead to kill the hypocrites of the light believers, and never shrink back!" "
This fearless and pathetic spirit touched even the Dark Son himself, and many dark believers around him were so energetic and echoed by this rendering.
"Dry those bright pigs!"
"Follow Saint Son for a while!"
"Long live the darkness!"
The Light Holy See was originally their dead enemy. Besides, there is also the Dark Son who charges with him. What are you afraid of?
For a time, the wolf howl and the roar roared one after another in the camp of the dark council, and the originally low morale finally improved somewhat.
Suddenly, at this moment, a series of "dididi" prompts came from the watches of many dark council members' hands.
Although the tone was small, it seemed clear and loud in the ears of the members of the dark council, and it instantly spread throughout the camp.
The Dark Son, who was still alone and mournful, suddenly made a chuckle in his heart, and the whole person looked blue, and his eyes were full of fear.
Gabriel, who was still piecing up the skeleton soldiers, shook his body after hearing the sound, and even the bone in his hand fell to the ground.
For a time, the entire camp was quiet.
The air was filled with a serious atmosphere, and there was only a sound around, a clear and abrupt reminder, which lasted for a long time.
The player's "resurrection" has been refreshed!
Catherine stood up from her seat all at once, and her eyes swept around. "Everyone followed me!"
"Members who have not yet refreshed their points, give me to stand by on the battlefield, refresh at any time to fight anytime, and defeat any dark member of the light believer, this saint will reward him for eating meat!"
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The endless desert can't see the head at a glance.
Everywhere is monotonous yellow, not even a tree.
With strong wind and wind, the old man of the yellow sand roll, like a pillar of smoke rising from the ground, flew around on the sand.
At the two ends of this desolate and deserted sandy plain, two teams of silent killings are separated by hundreds of meters, facing each other in stern confrontation.
Representing the light side, all disciplined, with a shining light behind, and the other side representing the dark camp, howling bursts, black above the air.
Under these two very different forces and momentums, the fierce confrontation, even the air seems to become solidified.
"Give me some courage!" Light Saint Wright, flicking a strand of blond hair in front of his forehead, led the team in the forefront. "How can't I lose to those dark dogs!"
"Oh!"
The two rows of holy knights behind him made a cry, they banged the shield in their hands, took two steps in succession, and the well-trained fortitude was revealed at once.
Despite being exhausted, the bright Holy See, who always pays attention to appearance and momentum, naturally cannot weaken the opposite.
Behind the holy knight, Lulu the Light, leading the team of holy priests and priests, soon followed.
The little angel Babe took the first wing and flew into the air. Her finger ticked the sheep-head demon king opposite her, mockingly said, "You ugly demon, don't kneel down and call your father!"
On the ground, the bitter monk Nini naturally did not fall behind. She walked barefoot to the front row with a big stick in her hand and sneered at her previous opponent. "Gabrielle, you are stinky and weak. Chicken, what's the taste of Miss Ben's big stick? "
"Aw! Roar!" The sheep-head demon Buff exhaled with a groan.
"You you you, you bright pigs, find death!" Gabriel, the necromancer, almost spit out old blood.
While angry, he couldn't find a line in his mind to deal with the other party, and he could only stand on the ground and gritt his teeth, stomping his feet in anger.
Obviously, the Dark Council has not been influenced by Uncle Cannon and Wang Yan.
"Don't hit the cunning provocations on the opposite side, give me spirit." The Dark Lady Catherine snorted coldly, and the shameless means on the opposite side, compared with Wang Yan, is just a child's house.
"Give me that momentum, don't let those bright pigs read the joke!" The Dark Son didn't retreat this time, and he casually escaped, taking a group of whirling wolf men to the front.
A large number of vampires, wizards and dark believers behind them also formed a formation and gathered beside Catherine.
The cruel roar, and the horror shouting, one after another above the dark camp.
These savage dark creatures, seemingly rough and undisciplined, are actually full of combat power. Compared with the orderly light legion across from them, their momentum is not bad at all.
The war between the two sides was triggered at this moment.
The atmosphere of the youth conference on the Pacific Islands quickly became tense.
Seeing this scene, the host Sean could n’t help but brighten his eyes. He stepped on the flying skateboard and quickly pulled up to the mid-air of the venue. The tone of the voice was exaggerated, "The fourth jihad, it began!"
As he shouted, the audience's emotions instantly boiled. This was the most eye-catching battle after Wang Yan and others left the crowd.
"Have you ever seen a holy priest put on plate armor? Have you seen a necromancer playing a melee war with a warrior? Have you ever seen the two sons lead a group fight against each other, and the beautiful little angel and the demon from hell, cursing like never before? Battle and heads-up? "
"Despite the fierce jihad, the first three times did not lead to victory or defeat." Sean held the microphone in his hand and surrounded the audience with excitement. "So now, the most exciting moment has come! In the end, the light is darker than the dark Devour the light, maybe in this matchup! "
"Wow!" The crowd watching the game, like playing chicken blood, eyes full of excitement.
"After playing the light and dark churches for thousands of years, are the younger generations on both sides going to win or lose today?" Many viewers almost held their breath to discuss.
"The two sides seem to be evenly matched, and there is simply no way to see that they are more dominant."
"I'm so nervous, my little heart is beating."
At this time, a banshee hawker in a bikini walked into them in time. She held the price tag in front of her with charm. "This nervous gentleman, come pack the spicy strips. Watch the game and eat spicy food in this weather. Articles are more suitable. "
"Okay, okay, give me two packs, and give me another beer."
With the start of the fourth jihad, the enthusiasm of the crowd has reached its limit, and the advertising revenue of the youth conference has gradually increased. Even the sales of the Banshee Sky Group's merchandise have been full of money.
But Emmons, the president of the Super League, is now not happy at all. On the contrary, the sweat on his forehead has overflowed.
Pretending to be inadvertent, he glanced behind him quietly, and saw that the of light, Daier and Prince Rose, did not move much. Then he relaxed a little, turned back, took out the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat on his forehead .
Those young people can only fight jihad. If these two goddesses also fought in the venue, let alone the conference cannot be held. I am afraid the entire island will be lost.
Thinking of this, Emmons couldn't help but exhale for a long time, crying again and again in his heart, this son of flame is really worthy of Yan Zun's apprentice, this trouble-making skill is almost the same!
In fact, Emmons's concerns are not unreasonable. In the venue, the two sites of the light church and the dark council are in the viewing area, and the members of the two sides are very emotional, so they have to fight with their sleeves.
The scene was very lively, and the two goddesses were not idle on the rostrum.
Prince Rose lifted her chin slightly, her eyes flickered, glanced at the bright angel next to her, and said with a chuckle, "Oh, yes, that group of kids can stand under my dark army for three days. A bit capable. But it can only be like this, you look at them, one by one disgraced, it is estimated that it will not last long. "
"Isn't His Royal Highness kidding me?" The bright God made Daier hide his lips and smiled, squinting at Prince Rose, "You look at your dark followers, all of them are in a trance. It ’s on the ground, the whole world is watching. "
"Really? Then let's take a look and see if it will fall first over there!"
"Look and watch and watch!"
The eyes of the two goddesses standing at the apex of the world collided fiercely, and the air seemed to crackle at this moment.
Just then, a fiery red dot on the main screen suddenly flashed above the sky.
The keen senses of the two goddesses quickly captured this.
The expression of the two goddesses suddenly froze as the afterglow of the eyes swept past.
Is this bright red light ...? ? ? !
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