Vol 9 Chapter 805: Hard work (ten)

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The eyes of the avatar of Harlem Vatican Sultan glanced over from Ryan and the warring Caleb, Maihazulu and others who finally fell on the side of the elf queen Fria, who soon discovered that it was Fria. The moonlight field released affects his connection with the demigod king body. This inevitably makes the Harlem Fandan Sultan's avatar a little surprised Fria. After the Harlem Fandan Sultan's avatar carefully looked at this elf woman, it suddenly found this beauty. The woman has great similarities with herself. The bright moonlight she released is also not her own power but borrowed from other people like the avatar of Harlem Fan Sultan.
The surprise of the Harlem Vatican Sultan's doppelganger flashed its attention back to Ryan's body. Only this man was his opponent. Other than this, no one here could fight against it with pseudo-divine power. The moonlight realm has created a silk-like diaphragm between the avatar of the demi-god king and the body, but it is not too concerned about it because the strength of the Phrya who launched the moonlight realm is too weak. In the eyes
Ryan took the lead in launching the "Star Missile" attack on the Harlem Vatican Sultan's avatar. However, because the opponent's power can tear the space barrier, Ryan did not dare to risk using teleportation magic in its vicinity, but only used irregular flying. Surround the avatar of Harlem Fan Sultan so that it will not leave the field of moonlight of Fria
The avatar of Harlem Fan Sultan did not see through Ryan ’s strategy. It just thought that Ryan hoped to use the companion ’s moonlight field to suppress his power. In this way, the gap between each other was narrowed because of the milky moonlight ’s influence on the Harlem Fandan Very little, so it did not feel dangerous, but was vigilant in its heart.Halen van Sultan ’s avatar was suppressed by Ryan ’s rapid attack. If it was forced to leave the cover of Fria ’s moonlight field, it would not be impossible, but it would let it eat a little loss. It simply stood on the spot and waved the "Yuguang Blade" in his hand to lay a dense defense net beside him
"Hahahaha strength is the key to determining victory and defeat. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks will be meaningless." Harlem V. Sultan's avatar blocked Ryan's "Star Missile" with his two hands' "ghost blade". A few feet away from his side, it seems that Ryan spent a lot of energy to lure it into Fria ’s moonlight field. Unfortunately, it still ca n’t change the gap in strength between the two. This inevitably makes this Harlem Fan Sultan ’s Doppelganger feels ashamed
It was at this time that a huge six-pointed star magic circle appeared in the void under the feet of the avatar of Harlem Vatican Sultan, and in the hands of Farass who had cast the distance, a purple light had gathered. She waved her arm and turned the purple The ray of light was thrown at the Harlem Fan Sultan's avatar. The purple light was like a comet with a strange color, leaving a long tail behind him. Soon he came to the six-pointed star magic circle below the Harlem Fan Sultan avatar. The magic circle is activated and starts to run
The mana fluctuations emanating from the Six-pointed Star Magic Array immediately aroused the alertness of the Harlem Vatican Sultan. His gaze looked down at his body to see a strange twist of a void channel in the center of the Six-pointed Star Magic Array. The powerful force slowly opened up. At the same time when the six-pointed magic circle was turned on, it also produced a strange attraction. The avatar of the Harlem Vulcan Sultan on it was firmly bound, but this force was not enough to imprison one. The demigod king with pseudo-divine power, the latter sees the wrong form and does not care about how happy he is at the moment, and quickly leaves in the direction away from the realm of Fria
Ryan had a teleport in the direction of the Harlem Fan Sultan's doppelganger. At this time, he couldn't care about saving his strength. He raised his arms and launched the most cumbersome "Star Missile" attack on the Harlem Fandan Sultan. The star fly, which is full of pseudo-divine power, pops up in the alien sky and the star storm formed by them converges the figure of Harlem Fan Sultan immediately.
Originally, the splits of Ryan and Harlem Vatican Sultan all used pseudo-magic power when they were fighting, but all of them consciously suppressed this power from spreading out. Ryan naturally hoped to continue to save strength and act in a low-key manner. This time, the planning left too much control. Their approach was to make the pseudo-divine war that occurred in the Fortress of Three Peaks not noticed by people in too far away.
However, when Ryan went all out to keep the Harlem Vatican Sultan's avatar within the influence of the six-pointed magic circle, he could not take care of anything. This outbreak also let Ryan expose his secret magic power completely. In front of everyone, although this secret exposure will cause Ryan to be more troublesome in the future, but if we can't solve this big trouble now, what will we talk about later?
The pseudo-divine power emanating from Ryan's body allowed him to look down on all the creatures within three miles of the fortress of the three peaks of heaven and earth with the momentum of the king and the world at this moment. There are those dark elves and Raksha Warriors who are fighting in the blood, and even the legendary strongmen who are fighting, all stop things in their hands. They drank their heads in fear in the sky where Ryan is located.It is a king. They succumbed to the pseudo-divine power possessed by Lane because at this moment everyone felt a breath no less than that of the seven kings. A thought emerged in the minds of all intelligent creatures: "Are the eighth king born?"
In the huge palace decorated with magnificent palaces, lying on the wide bed, holding a glass of wine in his hands, the face is always cold and frost, but he is enjoying the face of a dozen strong men. Mistress Rist suddenly moved. The crystal cup in her hand tilted slightly due to the shaking of her body. The bright red wine slush poured on the body of a head, in sharp contrast with his dark skin.
This error made all the males who were serving Mother Aristotle creeping into the ground with fear on their faces, and there was a desperate look on their faces, but no one thought that Mother Aristotle did not punish them. It was just a wave of hands that made everyone in this dormitory withdraw and wait until Aunt Herast was lying alone in the quiet dormitory bed. She looked sideways to the three-spike fortress in the Raksha Bandar Territory. The direction of the demigod king seems to see through the constraints of time and space, and everything that happened there is reflected in his eyes.
"Hallin Fan, you old dare dare to play with me." Mother Christine scolded the word with no grace. Her kind of elegant, frosty, and frosty expression suddenly disappeared. There was a surprised expression on the face of Mother Rest, she muttered to herself: "This little guy is progressing so fast. I remember that in Proca City not long ago he also tried to destroy my magic. The image is now so powerful that it can suppress the avatar of a demigod king. Aledia, Aledia, you are really the most eye-catching woman among our dark elves. Boyadinas has something to learn from you compared to you. There are many more
Prince Mozart Phillips climbed up from the bed of a dozen succubi stacks at once, with a surprised expression on his face, and then tapped the demon in the direction of the Three Peaks Fortress in the Raksha Bandar In a few months, the prince ’s palace appeared a huge hole. Prince Mosazi Phil stood at the gap and waved the demon guard who came back to feel the false magic power passed from Ryan. The distance between the two is quite far away and spans the entire territory of the dark elf, but the demon prince Mozartfiler can easily grasp everything that happened at the Fortress of Three Peaks.
"It doesn't make sense. This pseudo-divine power is how the power that I fought with the old godmother last time has raised a full level in such a short time. Isn't it true that fighting with it is also another pseudo-power. It really has a personality. The last time I had a fight with the old goddess, although it was just a magical image, this time I actually played with the old of Harlem Fan again. It would n’t be my turn ... Prince Zfiler whispered to himself with a lighter look, but at this point he suddenly realized that something was not right. He immediately shut up and felt the pseudo-power from the opponent who fought against Ryan.
After a few breaths, the face of the Saul demon prince Mosazfeiler showed a fierce look on the face. The demo of the Saul demon is ugly enough. Now it is such a look. I am afraid that it is placed on the mainland of Eslar. Can scare a large group of humans Prince Mossfeller changed the kind of relaxation before but cursed in a fierce tone: "Harlem Fan, you dare to use avatars to dare to involve in the Millennium War. Have we made a few appointments in your eyes? It seems that it is necessary to give you some lessons before you can do it ... "
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