Chapter 325: Holy gun langinus

Looking at the sky above the head, the wind came from the wind, the huge wings flapped the fan, carrying the violent wind pressure of the unicorn unicorn, the door of the resident hall, the two sides of the two sides were changing.
The Holy Light Unicorn, the only one in the game world, has a gold-quality mount and only one owner. His identity is not a secret, the first person in China! Milk god!
Whether it is the soul of the soul or the soul of the purple, or the high-level of the war soul hall, all the brush is relieved, Liu Weiwei is also a tight body to relax a lot, the beauty with a splendid look up However, inadvertently and the eyes of the soul of the soul of the purple meet.
"Fast! Break the resident hall before he comes down!"
On the other hand, a group of people in the ancient unions changed their faces, and they did not know who called them.
The milk and their wilderness festivals are quite a lot. It is definitely not a good thing to appear at the moment, let alone the relationship between the summer trade union and the milk is not normal!
Therefore, after a moment of hesitation, they immediately rushed toward the resident hall. Even the war of the soul, they all ignored them. They wanted to break the resident hall before Xiao Feng landed.
But let's not mention the trade union level of the War Soul Hall. The blood volume in the resident hall is not that they can be dropped in a short time. Besides, since Xiao Feng has already appeared, how can they give them a chance?
"Call!"
Xiaoxue suddenly closed the wings, and Shen Jun’s body almost formed a straight line, swooping toward the ground, and the speed was as fast as the air seemed to be compressed and slammed!
And when it is about to fall into the ground, a summoning magical array appears horizontally, letting Xiaoxue directly into the magical array disappears. At the same time, on the back of the snow, the fashion has been lifted before, a shinny armor, and a skull with a cheekbones mask. The wind, with the help of this falling impact, lie on the ground, just between the group of people blowing in the Ximen and the resident hall.
"boom!"
"-920!"
A loud noise, a shock from the ground, even Xiao Feng has lost more than 900 blood under this huge impact, can imagine how fast this speed!
However, Xiao Feng added a blessing to his life in advance, and the blood volume has already broken through thousands. Even if he lost more than half of the time, there is still a residual blood.
"Transfer the target! Kill! He has bloody! Go together! Set the fire to him!"
Blocked by Xiao Feng, the group of people who failed to attack the purpose of the hall of the station, at the moment, saw Xiao Feng actually bloody, suddenly brightened, and immediately rushed toward Xiao Fengwei.
"The milk is careful!"
In the rear, the soul of the soul could not help but shouted loudly, while others were nervous and could not speak.
The main reason is that Xiao Feng’s blood volume is so overwhelming, and the top masters of Ximen Blowing Snow are not vegetarian. The unstoppable massacre in the crowd is still in their eyes.
Xiao Feng sneered, not treating himself with blood, so as not to scare them away, and when everyone was close, they suddenly burst.
"The roar of the dragon!"
"The trampling of the dragon!"
"Roar!"
The virtual shadow of a bone dragon appeared behind Xiao Feng. First, he screamed in the sky, and all the people around the west door blew the snow. Then they slammed, and the three shock waves spread out with the Xiaofeng as the center!
"-382!"
"-400!"
"-796! Crit!"
"-788! Crit!"
"-399!"
......
A piece of damage immediately spreads around the center of Xiao Feng. Under the attack of Xiao Feng, there is no cheats swordsman profession of the priest buff, let alone even eat three, even if it can not eat two, in the blink of an eye Xiao Feng lay a corpse around him.
In fact, this group of masters of the ancients was not so vulnerable. As soon as Xiao Feng was ready to start, some people noticed that they were wrong. Immediately, several people used two-skilled sword dance to integrate the body in Jianguang. I want to avoid the counterattack of Xiao Feng and output the Xiao Feng at the same time.
I don’t think that the stun of the Dragon’s roar is not only a 360-degree range-free skill, but also the indivisible kind of enemy and me. The artifact skill can be imagined. Those who use the sword dance are the same. Was stunned, shocked out of the Jianguang, and then ushered in three waves of damage, no one has the slightest effort to be a second.
"what?"
Xiao Feng is slightly surprised. Actually, there is still no individual to die. It is Ximen blowing snow. Although he is also dizzy, when he is about to face the shock of the shock wave, the long sword in his hand is actually divided into five, standing around his body, ring. Rotating in a circle, he passively blocked the damage of three shock waves for him!
"Gate block!"
"Gate block!"
"Gate block!"
Three sounds, three long swords are broken like mirrors, but it is to make Ximen blow snow under the trampling of the dragon, and there is definitely no equipment to reduce the control time. Waking up in the air, quickly pulled back.
"Run off?"
Xiao Feng smiled, raised his hand and bound the dragon to catch the snow, and then walked slowly.
In addition to the invincible skills of the magic dragon is still cooling, the magic dragon suit full skills are in this case, Xiao Feng really can not think of how Ximen blowing snow can run.
"You got into a person you shouldn't be provoked."
Ximen blows snow and gives up, and looks at Xiao Feng with indifference. "This will bring you a price that is more serious than life."
"Oh? I will wait and see."
Xiao Feng smiled in disapproval, the golden giant hammer appeared in his hand, and then blew the snow to the west gate.
"You too, can't hide." Ximen blows the snow and turns to look at the war soul purple clothes to the rear. When he says such an inexplicable word, he is judged by the hammer, directly killing, and the body has not fallen to the ground. The white light disappeared.
At the moment, the soul of the soul purple clothes bite the lips at this moment, and the face of the fox is slightly white.
"Milk God is mighty!"
"Mistress is invincible!"
"The bulls are lying!"
However, at this moment, no one found the abnormality of the soul of the purple coat. After a short silence, it broke out instantly and excitedly greeted Xiao Feng.
The strength of a group of top masters in Ximen Blowing Snow is very strong. They are obvious to all. The defenses of millions of players are all breakthroughs. The trade unions of the War Spirit Hall will kill and wear. There is no enemy at all.
However, it is such a group of top players, in the hands of the milk is a face to be all spiked, just like the ordinary players who Ximen blows snow to kill the war.
This ... the gap is completely a big level, a big level is jumping, Ximen blowing snow, they do not take ordinary players to kill, the milk does not take Ximen blowing snow, they are people to kill!
At this moment, besides a sentence of exclamation, the soul of the soul, they have already
Nothing can be said, only the first person in Huaxia District is really invincible!
"President! Not good! The attack of the four major trade unions has already been used in the breakthrough!"
At this time, the head of a war soul hall came over and reported that the surrounding situation was actually tight. The original team of the brilliant trade unions were all elites. After joining the wilderness, they increased their combat power. They followed the ancient trade unions and continued to fight. It is a victory. It has already inspired the members of these Qinglong help core members. Everyone is brave and extraordinary. After a group of people in Ximen blows the tears, they also rushed along the breakthrough!
"If you have something to say later, let me go and solve the problem outside."
Xiao Feng was the only person who found the abnormality of the soul of the soul in the field. After intertwining with the soul of the soul, he then regained his gaze, turned to the soul of the sky, and interrupted the words of the soul of the soul.
"Hey!"
The huge summoning circle opened vertically behind Xiao Feng, and then the body of Xiao Xue Gao Shenjun came out from it, arrogantly leaning his head and snoring.
Xiao Feng turned over and slid on the back of the snow, gently patted the neck of Xiaoxue, did not say anything, Xiaoxue had stretched the white and wide wings, and then screamed into the air and flew outside the station.
With a huge battlefield of more than six million people, you can't see the edge at all, even if Xiao Feng is in the air, look at it like a black-pressed head.
The war situation in the other three directions is the balance of power, and under the backing of the strong heritage of the Treasure Pavilion, the balance of power is the advantage.
Only a little chaos in front of it, the joint army of the War Soul Hall and the Midsummer Trade Union is stepping back, and Xiao Feng’s eyes are now moving in this direction.
Xiao Feng's power is the Undercity, and the War Spirit Hall and the Summer are all allies. In the trade union war, they will be judged as friendly units. Don't worry about accidental injury. Then Xiao Feng will open his fingers and aim at the sky.
"The holy gun Longinus!"
"when!"
As if the sound of the bells ringing in the sky, the sound of the battlefield was covered, and then the sky suddenly burst, as the same golden sun rose, the strong light shrouded the earth.
At this moment, with the small town of Icefield as the center, millions of players on the four sides of the battlefield all stopped the battle and looked up to the sky.
Just seeing a huge golden holy gun, breaking through the sky, breaking through the clouds, falling down against the earth!
The golden holy gun is too large, like a golden island, like a golden aircraft carrier, or a golden main city, quickly hitting the earth!
This is like a doomsday scene!
All the players on this ice sheet, millions of people, are all dumbfounded at this moment.
Why have they seen this power!
The battles of millions of people have stopped, whether it is ordinary players or the top of the major trade unions, including Liu Weiwei and the soul of the small sky in the small town of Icefield. At this moment, I forgot what I was doing and forgot. Wherever they are, everyone, all looking at the sacred gun in the sky!
"Boom!!!!!!!"
It is only a short 10 seconds. For the players who witnessed this doom scene at the moment, it is as long as it seems to be a century, and then the holy gun falls!
The earth shakes the mountain... The roar makes everyone lose their ears...
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