Chapter 372: The duel to the Holy Spirit (2)

Chapter 372 vs. the Holy Spirit (2)
Is Arthur dead?
Not also!
bump! bump! Touch, bump, touch! ! !
A burst of loud noise came from the body of the Holy Spirit!
The seat of the Holy Spirit Wuyong, cracking from the inside! Its silver metal head, there are countless cracks, from the cracks, revealing the golden brilliance of the glare!
bump! Touch and touch! ! ! ! What is there, destroying it from the inside of the Holy Spirit!
It is Arthur!
Just now, Arthur, who should have been engulfed by the great beam of light that the Holy Spirit spit out, unfolded the sheath of the king in the midst of the millennium! The Griffin Shield appeared immediately, covering Arthur's body. In this way, he quickly rushed into the body of the giant statue of the Holy Spirit!
He waited for the moment when the giant elephant opened his mouth!
Indeed, the seat of the Holy Spirit is both huge and agile, and no matter how attacked, it is difficult to completely destroy it from the outside.
Then, as long as it is destroyed from the inside! Arthur, who has penetrated into the body of the Holy Spirit, wielded the golden blade of the sword of the King, left and right, swaying and slashing, causing tremendous damage to the Holy Spirit in just a few seconds!
The three-hundred-foot-long golden light blade pierces from the chest of the giant statue, and continues to climb upwards under the struggle of the Holy Spirit!
The Holy Spirit made a madness and reached out to grab the golden blade, as if to prevent the giant blade from dividing itself into children!
bump! More golden light explodes from the body of the Holy Spirit! Arthur launched another [breaker]! This time it was even more bursting in the body of the Holy Spirit, and the body of the Colossus was blown up!
The Holy Spirit finally couldn't help but let go of the hand. This loose hand, Arthur had dragged the golden giant blade to the next stroke, and then dragged back! Divide the seat of the Holy Spirit of Wuyong into two!
Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah! - The Holy Spirit has a low and loud sorrow, gradually turning into white light. Among the white lights scattered around, Arthur was silent in the air, watching the glory of the Holy Spirit surround him.
He lifted the sheath of the king and waited for countless white light to gather in the sheath.
However, the accident happened again! The power of the Holy Spirit did not flow into Arthur's scabbard, but instead flowed into the wounds of Arthur's shoulders! Flowing into the body of Arthur from the little tooth print!
"What?! Hey - ah ah ah ah ah!" Arthur only felt the pain of the body. The scenery around him changed instantly and soon returned to the cemetery.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Arthur’s left arm was so painful that he fell to the ground.
"Arthur?!" Greeneville rushed over to see Arthur's situation.
"Painkiller! Fast!" Arthur yelled exultedly.
"Okay, hold back!" Greenville, who had been prepared, still couldn't help but tremble with his hands. While appeasing Arthur to prevent him from struggling, he took the syringe and injected the painkiller into Arthur's body.
The painkiller took effect immediately, suppressing Arthur's pain. He managed to get up.
auzw.com "What the is going on?!" King Arthur looked at Arthur's left arm in surprise.
His arm was entangled in [dark] and [bright]. The purple-black wicked ray is intertwined with the milky white radiance, revealing a special swirling texture on Arthur's arm. The two rays of light started to shine, and it seemed that there was a fierce battle in Arthur's body!
"Chaos!" The spirit of King Arthur exclaimed.
the next morning.
Bedieville looked at Albert and helped him dress. It was a very complicated and very expensive ceremonial dress. It was already a few hours for Ai Guang to help Betdy get a belt. Brady didn't know how to get it. He just stood there waiting for Ayr to serve, and his legs were sour and soft.
"Ayr, yes, is it necessary to wear this?" Biddiville is not wearing this dress. The clothes were hard, stinging every part of his body, and the waist was tightly tied.
"You will bear it. Tutan is the most hated to be despised. To arrange to meet with him, you'd better wear a formal point."
"Okay. I hope that the patriarch will like to see this monkey costume." Bediville was helpless.
"This is my only ceremonial dress. There is no way for me to take such a luxurious thing." Albert screamed angrily. "You wear it, don't wear it." The picture is quite good, see if he will scream and slap you down!"
Bedyville made a few more words, his face was unpleasant and his body was uncomfortable.
It was just dawning, and the outside began to boil. It seemed that the envoys of the Turkic (like human) family came.
"Okay." Albert looked out from the crack in the window. "Tuttan is coming. He will go to the dad to meet first. After they finish the meeting, I will find ways to open other people and let you Meet the patriarch of the elephant.
The time is very tight, at most it is ten minutes. You spend ten minutes chatting with Tutan and doing your best. "
Bedyville was frustrated. ten minutes. It is basically impossible to persuade a patriarch not to fight against humans within ten minutes.
Two teenagers probed Zhang (Erbert's room was on the second floor), and the first floor of the living room was very quiet. There were dozens of elephant-like warriors in the subordinates. The elephant-like patriarch Tutan, who is wearing armor, is talking about military affairs with the tiger clan chief Robb. They should use dialects like the Terran, and Bediville did not understand it.
"Oh, I won another." Albert sneered, and he seemed to understand one or two.
Has humanity lost again in this war? It is not a strange thing. The fox people frantically dig the legacy of the ancients. They have a lot of messy monsters and put those things into war.
Moreover, the tiger race, the leopard race, the white bear race and the elephant race are all excellent warriors. The light combat ability, one person can be evenly matched with more than a dozen human knights. The rabbit family who can manipulate Warcraft has not yet been counted.
Nowadays, it is still a small-scale battle. It is really a large-scale battle. The beasts must make a magic weapon. At that time, human beings will suffer heavy casualties.
Of course, the Human Alliance is not a good one. Pantoraken's heavenly knights, the Roman generals, the French rose knights, the mermaid court magicians, once they shot, they will also be alive.
Bedieville was eavesdropping and panicked. What should be done to stop this war, he still has no clue. Everything that the werewolf boy is doing now is just taking chances.
The meeting of the patriarchs was almost two hours. Roble said that he had left a few words and seemed to be preparing for it. Tutan and his elephant-like warriors rested in the conference room, waiting for Roble's return.
"Beddy, I am ready." Albert said, and went out at the same time. "As soon as I led the group of guards, you went to talk to Roble. Remember, you should be elegant and not lose." Let him mistakenly think that you are going to assassinate him, and you are dead."
Bettyville is behind a cold. The tiger-man teenager has already pushed the door out of the room, going down the stairs and going to the living room. He walked very slowly and was very careful, and it should also be to eliminate the hostility of people. Bedieville secretly remembered Albert's pace, lest it be a disaster when it was his turn.
The tiger boy entered the conference room and talked with people like a few words, then went out of course and took the group of guards away.
Although I don't know how Albert did it, Bedieville had to hurry and go outside.