Chapter 479: Terrorist strength

"Excuse me to sleep, die."
Sucked the blood of the Western King of the Devils, the gold armor was dark as ink, and there was no white-eyed eyes that shot a thick murder, locked Ye Chenfeng and others, sullenly said.
"The best weapon, the long gun in his hand is the best weapon!"
Looking at the hands of the golden armor, the nine-nine-nine-inch long, dark-filled black pike, the eyes of the magic wind suddenly lit up.
There is no such thing as the best thing in the entire Western Continent. If he can get it, his attack power will increase by at least ten times. When he is fully confident, he will control everything and win the big chance in the ethereal fairyland.
In addition to the black rifle in the gold armor man's hand, the gold armor on his body is also a treasure that is not allowed. From the perspective of the gloss and the strength of the gold armor, this gold armor should be the top-grade scorpion suit.
"We cooperate, kill him, the treasures on his body, how do we compete with each other!"
The magical cloud looked deep and looked at the golden armor who gave him great threats. He was sent to Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen who mastered Zhuque Ding and White Snake.
"Yes!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded and promised very much.
But the morning target of Ye Chenfeng is not the best scorpion rifle or the top jewel of the gold armor, but the celestial crystal on his forehead.
If you can get it, the fighting power of the sword will surpass the king of the beast, to the extent of the imperial power, and with his invincible body, even if the magic wind cloud gets the best rifle, it is not enough.
"The six people below the Beastmaster quickly leave, and the rest of the people attack with me."
I feel that the breath of the gold armor is getting stronger and stronger, and the magic wind cloud immediately summoned the and the upper-class heavenly magic sword, and ventured to attack the golden armor.
"Dead!"
The golden armor saw the magic wind coming, and made a dull, low-pitched sound. The purple crystal coffin, which was as strong as a black iron, flew out and hit him very quickly.
"Blood!"
The purple crystal coffin hits, and the magic wind cloud immediately summons the blood of Tianbao and hits it.
"Boom!"
The moment when the two big treasures hit, the blood trembled fiercely, and the blood from the spray was directly smashed by the crystal coffin.
"Hey!"
A piercing sound broke out, and the golden armor stabbed a shot, as if the black dragon had penetrated the chest of the magic cloud.
"大斩魔龙刃."
Golden armor spurs a shot, thirty lines of dark lines, 30 lines of knife spurting out of the body of the magical clouds, instantly melted into the blood of the magic sword, a knife like a black dragon roaring Pull out, smashing a shot of a golden armor.
"Hey!"
The two major attacks collided together. The black gunman, which was like a broken bamboo, directly smashed the big dragon's blade, which was displayed by the magical cloud. He shot his chest and tried to pierce his chest.
In a critical moment, the magic wind quickly slashed the sorcerer's knife across the chest, and with the powerful defensive power of the scorpion knives, the black rifle attack was hardened.
"Hey!"
When the black long gun stabbed the blade of the Wraith Knife, the sharp attack passed through the blood-stained knives and slammed into the body of the magical cloud. A gun shattered him and a large amount of blood was sprayed in his mouth. .
"The Sovereign is injured!"
Magic and other people witnessed the magical wind of a foot in the second world of the beast, and was stabbed by a golden armor, showing a shocking color.
"What are you doing, don't take it with me!"
The magic wind quickly swallowed a heavenly soul, suppressing the body injury, shouting at Ye Chenfeng and others.
When you hear the screams of the magic wind, the elders are thousands of miles away, and the dark nights of the ancient jade are two and a half steps of the emperor and more than ten six-level anti-beast king masters, and they have made all the attacks to the golden armor. .
Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen, who had just promised to help, did not help in the first time.
"Chaos, can you feel the strength of a man suspected to be from Tianyu?"
Seeing the terrible strength of the Golden Armor man, Ye Chenfeng asked for a knowledgeable, chaotic beast with a memory of inheritance.
"No, the strength of that person is unstable, and I can't sense his true strength now." Chaos mythology.
"What are you still doing? If you don't take it, we will withdraw immediately. No one here will want to get it."
When Ye Chenfeng communicated with the chaotic gods and minds, the hard-forward gold armor man fiercely attacked, and the magical wind cloud that was under great pressure was snarled into anger.
"Jian Chen brother, we shot, you help to restrain the crystal coffin, the gold armor handed me to deal with!" In order to get the vital Tianjing, Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen shot.
"Good, be careful!"
Jian Chen nodded, and the wind and shadow flashed under his feet. The adventure was close to the fierce confrontation with blood, and the purple crystal coffin with dense water ripples in the space screamed and the white snake print hit him.
Under the double attack of and white snake prints, the offensive of the purple crystal coffin was completely suppressed, so that the gold armor could not control the crystal coffin to attack the magic wind and other people.
"Suzaku Ding!"
Ye Chenfeng screamed and summoned the fake Taobao Zhuque Ding from the sky and suppressed the Jinjia man.
Feeling the threat of Suzaku Ding from the shadow of Suzaku, the golden armor was stabbed up with a black rifle, like a black-eyed gun slammed on the Suzaku Ding, intertwined with a glaring fire.
The long gun in the hands of the gold armor is the best weapon. It is extremely powerful. It stabbed the Suzaku Ding and directly pressed its attack. It shot it out with a shot.
"大斩魔龙刃!"
Catch the moment when the gold armor man attacked Suzaku Ding all the time. The magic wind cloud burned the blood of the soul beast, inspired his own attack power, and several ways of immersing himself into the magic sword of the blood, once again took out the magic dragon. Knife Mang, kneeling on the chest of the gold armor.
Magic Cloud is a powerful knife, which is enough to reinvent the first-class beastmaster, but when he was in the chest of the golden armor, he failed to break his body defense and only took him back.
"Wanhua Black Lotus!"
"Death Black Wheel!"
"Tianbao Blackstone!"
Magic Thousand Miles, Gu Yu and others also attacked the Jinjia men at this time, and wanted to gather the power of everyone to make him hit hard.
Continuously attacked by everyone, there was a crack in the scorpion coat worn by the golden armor, and a thick black liquid flowed through the cracks in the battle suit,
"Injured, this golden armor was injured."
Looking at the black liquid flowing out of the gold armor, the magic wind and other people were overjoyed, and they increased their attack intensity. They wanted to kill him in one fell swoop and win the treasures on him.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, the gold crystal inlaid on the forehead of the gold armor reflects the endless light. The screams of human beings are not released in the mouth of the golden armor, and they are bombarded to the magic wind and other people.
"Hey!"
The terrible whistling attack by the men of the Golden Armor, the magic wind, the magic thousand miles, the ancient masters of the three masters trembled, instinctive retreat to dodge.
There was a brief gap in the brains of more than a dozen of the six-level king of the beastmasters, and there was a pause in the dodging speed.
"Hey!"
The sound of a piece of cloth tearing sounded like a black dragon-like temperament rifle torn the space, and a gun hole pierced the chest of three six-level king of the beastmaster.
The next moment, his scarlet tongue popped out, stretched to tens of meters, rolled up a body of three blood, wanting to swallow the blood in their body and repair the body.
"The ruling of seven swords, the moon!"
Relying on the defense of the brain, and bearing the moment of the golden armor man’s screaming attack, Ye Chenfeng displayed a big killing trick.
The power of killing and killing, the pattern of the sword, the pattern of the thunder, the pattern of the fire is melted into the soldiers of the king, interweaving a half-month sword arc, like the moon in the sky, falling down, smashing The tongue of the gold armor man, the sharp attack is hard to break it, and the painful golden armor is roaring and more crazy.
"Hey, you humble people, I want your life!"
The tongue was smashed by the morning wind, completely angered the Jinjia man. He made a scream of fear, turned into a black light, and rushed to Ye Chenfeng.
In the face of suspected masters from Tianyu, Ye Chenfeng is in danger.