Chapter 221, salvation and desperation

"Well, in theory, it is like this." Knife is very sure.

Is there any way to save them?
Ding Hao didn’t want to escape alone. He has his mentor, his friends, his men’s door, and many people’s warriors.
"Oh, I know you will say that the control hub of the 'Sneaky Nether's Magical Array' is in this space, and the remaining residual power should be enough to randomly transport all the people here outside the site." Zuzu said: "Follow what I said, but you need to consume a lot of power."
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In the dark.
Powerful as the black king of the abdomen, this time is also a flushed face, sitting on the ground with a knee-high knee, covered in the flames of the flames, the power to resist the continual attack of the heart, the steel sword is inserted in his side For the first time in history, he didn't want to touch the hilt.
Because there is a sense of killing in the heart, the sword will kill.
At his side, Ma Yifei performed even worse than him. His face was already showing a very painful and struggling look. He was gnashing his teeth, and there was only a clear line in his heart, guarding the final bottom line. The people around me are killing.
In the middle of the two is Li Lan.
Li Lan’s performance was slightly more calm than the two. The quaint wristband of the wrist exudes a faint silver glow, and it seems to be able to isolate the kind of screaming killing.
In this dark space, there was a cry of screaming and screaming in the distance.
Some people have been unable to suppress the killing in their hearts and began to kill each other.
The whole space is in a disorderly chaos.
"Ah, Master Wang, I am going to hold on..."
Ma Yifei suddenly jumped up, holding the long sword in the backhand, and pulling out the long sword in the sky, he would wipe it off his neck.
At this moment, suddenly, a violent vibration came from the ground, and the boiling killings retreated like a low tide. A red halo was born from the feet of the three people, and they were instantly taken from the dark space. Transmitted out.
The same thing happened to other high-ranking people who were struggling to resist the killing of their hearts and those who killed themselves.
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Murong smoked and sat quietly on the bench, holding a long sword in his hand, and had pulled out half of the scabbard. The sweat dripped down from the hair and the hair on the ground around her. Wet a big piece.
This heroic woman, with a firm will, is still fighting for the threat of the tide.
And by her side, the petite and pretty Yu Yuyao himself stunned himself, so as not to be controlled by the killing demons, to make irreparable things.
In the distance, there are dozens of meditations.
But they are all stunned by others.
It is the disciple of the North Shirt of the Yellow Shirt who is ashamed and as a King Kong.
What is strange is that this strength is only in the hands of the four martial arts martial arts, not to be plagued by the meaning of the killing, has been very calm, so can stun all the chaos who are in chaos Lest they madly kill.
The beautiful young Lin Xin, Lu Man, and other people who are taller than him are extremely embarrassed at this time, and they are hard to resist and kill the devil.
At this moment, a red light flashed at everyone's feet, and they were instantly sent away from here.
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Xiyan Mountain Range, the residence of the Terran Warriors two days ago.
The side of the stream.
Nowadays it is already a white snow, half a meter thick snow covered the mountain forest, looking at it, it is a white ice world.
Guo Nuo was covered in blood and was surrounded by the stream.
Blood ran out of hundreds of wounds, large and small, and it was red with a white snow within three meters. The scary scarlet, under the holy white print, was shocking.
Before one-sixth of Musk, he was sent by the red halo to the ruins of the ancient Zongmen. I thought that I had avoided the pursuit of Qingping College. I couldn’t think of luck, and the silver-haired chicks were sent to the vicinity.
"Hahaha, big man, see where you can escape?" The silver-haired girl was full of anger and laughed very proudly.
Although I can't torture Ding Hao to vent my anger, killing this singer who has been screaming for Ding Hao is enough to make this sultry girl feel more comfortable.
There are dozens of disciples of Qingping College standing next to her, and there are two outstanding disciples in the inner court, all of whom are in the warrior territory.
The silver-haired chick is famous, and this pedestrian is only her leader.
Pursuing Guo Nu, for them, is a game of Mao Mao, the hundreds of wounds in Guo Nu’s body, that is their game, killing a small village guardian, for them It is as simple as killing a cockroach.
Guo angry gasped.
Excessive blood loss made him dizzy, and he could barely stand by relying on a long knife. Even the strength of his speech was almost gone.
"Hey, so fast, even the strength of talking is gone? Two days ago, your voice is not still very loud?" The silver-haired girl's delicate laughter is full of sinister intentions, she gently approached, in the hands of A sharp wave of sword.
A string of blood beads shot.
On Guo Nu’s cheek, there was another deep red wound.
This burly man, with a snoring, his body trembled, and even the power of resistance was gone.
The silver-haired girl did not have the slightest compassion. She giggled and smirked, and the sword in her hand waved again and again, as if she was carving carrots, leaving a new scar on Guo’s body. The way to humiliate this burly man.
"Oh, it's really boring..." After a moment, the silver-haired girl sighed and said slowly: "There is no power to resist, like a piece of wood, not fun..." Her eyes slid a few times Next, suddenly and brilliantly smiled, said: "It is worse than this, big man, you kneel down and beg me, bow to me, I will let you go!"
She is actually only deliberately insulting Guo Fur.
The silver-haired girl has seen many aunts like Guo Nu, whose temper is stinky and hard. Many times, even if they die, they will not ask for mercy from the enemy. For the military, it is a meeting to the enemy. A person who has been labeled as a shame for life.
but--
Among all the wrong eyes, this is blood, and almost all of the whole body except the face can not find a full-fledged burly man, actually slowly throwing away the long knife in his hand, bending his knees, a little Bumped a little bit...