Chapter 1210: Self-killing

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"How could this be?"
"Tianjin Temple, but there are people in the market, and they are guarded by three people. Even if a strong man of the semi-empire level is attacking, it is impossible to break!!"
"impossible!!"
"..."
The strong people of the real market Protoss looked at the explosion and collapse of the Temple of Heavenly Sky, and the eyes flashed with a shocking color.
The Temple of Heavenly Market is the old nest of the real market. After many years of operation, the real market has countless magical enchantments. Even if a strong man of the semi-empire level comes to attack, as long as there is a great sanctuary, you can let the strongest of the semi-emperor level return without success.
Now that the market shrine collapsed directly, it was incredible and unbelievable.
The real market protoss who fought were turbulent and their morale was reduced to the limit.
Ancha Manmo Dasheng blame smiled and said: "What is strange about this? Among you, there is a great saint who is ours!!"
The seven great saints heard this, and each one flashed a strange light.
At the turn of the market, Dasheng turned his head and glanced at the three great saints, such as the Night Tiger, and passed a slap in the face.
Only a strong person of the great sanctuary as a response should be able to sneak into the core area of ​​the Temple of Heaven and the destruction of the Temple of Heaven. The fortress is always the easiest to break from within.
The ruins of the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty: "An Tea Manor, you don't want to provoke a break!! The Night Tigers are the best friends of our true market and our closest brothers. You are not at all Know how powerful our real-world Protoss is! As long as the Great Reunification returns, killing you is as simple as killing a dog!"
Ancha Manmo Dasheng smiled coldly and said: "The real sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred priests Qinglei Dasheng Nature will block the Great Market for us!!"
As soon as this statement came out, several of the great saints present were greatly changed.
The Qinglei Dasheng of the Gulei nationality is also a strong man of the semi-emperor level. If he is shot, he can indeed stop the Great Proclamation. Once the Great Proclamation of the Great Wall is stopped, the real market of the gods is in danger.
The sacred sacred sacred face of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred Go back and solve the Tiansheng who entered the real world of the gods. Tiansheng is extremely poisonous, and we must kill all of our four people, one will not stay. Please join us to resist the heavens together. After the holy, everything he has, we can divide."
Originally, the strength of the real market Protoss is that the forces that want to swallow Yang Feng alone will only be given a little ruin to their own vassals. However, at this critical juncture, Huiming Dasheng can only decisively assign future benefits to these three vassals.
"The sacred sacred sacred, you can rest assured!! Our night tigers are definitely the most loyal allies of your real market protoss!!"
In the eyes of the Night Tiger, the sorrowful flickering, a whistling whistle, countless curses shine, the change becomes a body length of 100 meters, a black one-horned horn on the head, a ribbed dragon wing, and a dragon tail behind it. It is like an ancient tiger that blends with the darkness.
After the night tiger changed to become the Taikoo Night Tiger, Yang Tian made a whistle.
From the real market of the gods, countless night tigers and powerful people use the secret method to gather the power of one family and infuse it on the night of the tiger. It was only the night tiger that was repaired in the middle of the Great Holy Trinity that exuded the horror of the peak of the late Dasheng.
The sacred sage praised: "Okay!! The Night Tiger Sacred, it is a good friend of our real market Protoss. Our true market Protoss will definitely not treat you to the Night Tigers!!"
After the change of the Night Tigers became the Taikoo Night Tiger, Zhangkou sprayed a black nail with a strange ripple and flew directly out. Like a meteor, he shot directly toward the side of the market.
The face of the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty changed greatly. The body showed a heavy spell shield and flew straight to the side.
The black nail contained the causal law fluctuations. It ran through the body shield of the Great Mosque, pierced into his body, and countless curses flashed. Twelve kinds of curses broke out and disappeared into the market. Holy body.
"The sacred sacred sacred sacred, use your identity for use. My night tiger family and the heavenly sacred innocent, no hunger, do not want to be directly annihilated by the celestial beings. If you want to go, you can only use it if you use your head. The danger of the annihilation of my night tiger family. To blame, blame you for being too weak in the real market."
The night tiger sacred a smile, a huge magic net appeared on the body, and he and the sacred sacred volume, and involved in a magic net space and separated from the many strong people of the real market Protoss .
Ancha Manmo Dasheng blame smiled and said: "Good job!! Night Tiger Sacred, as long as you can kill the Great Mosque, take his first level. You are our good friend." On my home, I will never move your night tigers!!"
The six-level main battle robots that smashed the sky were madly attacked, and countless light rains attacked the mighty protoss of the real market, forcing them to shoot and destroy those six-level main battle robots.
Bang! ! Bang! ! Bang! !
In the shrine of the market that day, the horror explosion continued to come.
The densely-armed main battle robot emerged from the Temple of Heavenly Market, and madly slaughtered all the creatures within the real world.
The great vassal races in the real world of the gods and the powerful people of the real world of the gods used the enchantment of the temple of the day to fight and resist, still being killed like ants.
Where the main battle robots pass, no matter how old or young, men and women, all the intelligent life bodies are killed and become a human hell.
Numerous engineering robots appeared directly, and the sacred bones of the ruined ruins and the skeletal bones of the aliens were directly collected and thrown into a hybrid biochemical furnace.
From among the mixed biochemical stoves, there are countless semi-mechanical and semi-living monsters, with the impulse to destroy together, as cannon fodder, madly rushing toward the real world of the gods, killing all living creatures.
"Do not!!"
"How could this be?"
"My people!!"
"Tian Sheng, don't shoot my people!! Please, don't shoot my people!!"
"..."
In that void, more than fifty of the saints have changed their faces, and a flash of despair in their eyes pleads.
An tea man magic big sacred smile, his body slightly shook, retired to the deepest part of the mechanical army: "I mainly extinct the real market Protoss!! You only need to take the first level of the true source of the Protoss, you can exempt the genius Otherwise, after the Lord has reached the top of the throne, even if you escaping to the edge of the universe, my lord will kill you and leave you alone!!"
Even if the Anwar Manor is too strong, it is not the opponent of the more than fifty Saints. But once He was invisible in the dense mechanical army, more than fifty saints wanted to kill him, and they were just idiots who dreamed.
"The Golden Saint, use your first level!!"
In the eyes of a saint who has a long horn, a fierce glimpse of a man, a handful of a machete suddenly slammed into a saint of the real market, and the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred man In two.
The saint who has the dragon's horn has five fingers, and a chain of chains flies out of his hands, piercing the body of the true sacred saints, and directly grasping the true sacred sacred sage to the outside. Fly away.
One person started, and the rest of the sacred sacred sacred sages of the real market have also shot, all kinds of powerful spells and killing spells, rushing to the true source of the Protoss.
Numerous rays shone, and one saint of the true Huis of the Protoss was directly bombarded.
The dense six-level main battle robot went to the surviving several great saints.
"You traitors, I want to kill you!!"
In the eyes of the big round of the market, the fierce flashes, a roar, a magic wheel with an ancient and sacred atmosphere emerges, and a magic light shines from the magic wheel and falls on those six-level main battle robots. on.
The six-level main battle robot was bombarded by the light of the magic wheel and collapsed and shattered directly.
Just after killing a passage, there were countless six-level main battle robots blocked.
Even though the strengths of the great saints were against the sky, they were still entangled in the countless six-level main battle robots, and they could not be used by the rebellious saints.
The beautiful colorful sky butterfly suddenly turned around, the light flashed in the hand, a slashing knife with a colorful radiance appeared in her hand, and the huge green wood that changed from the sky in the sky Go.
"Colorful Sky Butterfly, what do you want?"
The huge incomparable Aoki vine must be flashed, and a spur on the colorful knives, directly smashing the colorful knives, and at the same time, the angry voice of the Qing dynasty.
"My colorful celestial family and the celestial sacred are innocent. Now I want to borrow your first level to calm the wrath of the celestial sacred. The sacred sacred sacred, to blame, blame you, the real market protoss is too weak."
Colorful Tiandie Dasheng smiled coldly, and turned into countless colorful butterflies, and flew directly toward the huge green wood of the Qingda Sanctuary.
The main battle robot that had been besieging the colorful Tiandie Dasheng was crazy to attack the other three great saints.
The fall of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.
The three golden sacred sacred smiles: "We are the most intimate ally of the ruins of the ruins. My daughter has even married you as a wife. Do you still not trust me? We are absolutely golden sects, absolutely Will not betray the true market protoss."
The market round Sheng Sheng shouted: "Good!! Then you go with us to save the Qing Dynasty!! Use all efforts, three golden sacred, I know that you still hide the strength. Quickly use the heritage of your family!!

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