Chapter 535: Duke of Morton: How big is 1 field?
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My Doomsday Territory
- 笔墨纸键
- 1468 characters
- 2021-02-26 06:38:01
"Instant steps" span several kilometers. At this moment, the personal realm and the realm of the world's tree branches overlap.
The world tree field is different from the empty sword field. It is invisible and invisible, and cannot be observed by the naked eye.
At this time, Tang Yu was able to perceive the power of the surrounding area with his personal field.
In the Duke's Mansion, there are five areas of homology, united with each other, stronger and more powerful, and the empty sword field, although more stable than the formation of the formation method, is like a flat boat in the sea, too small.
The personal realm is just as small as the realm covering the Duke's Mansion, but it is like a flying boat in the air. It is not affected in the slightest. On the contrary, it can be used as a weapon to constantly impact.
boom!
Gas waves billowed.
The top transcendent that was shot down by Fan Ni, climbed up from the pit, and was about to fight back, but the flames on her body suddenly fell, and she was knocked down by Fan Ni again.
In Tang Yu's perception, one of the areas covering the Duke's Mansion had a hollow inside, as if being stripped and thrown away by his own realm.
He looked to the top and extraordinary, which was flashed back and forth in the air by Fanny like volleyball, thoughtfully.
"The power blessed by him in the world tree field has not completely disappeared. The breath has increased by three or four times compared to the normal state.
Under normal circumstances, it should have been shot by Fannie long ago. Perhaps, before the territory is completely destroyed, even if you are outside the envelope of the area, you can get a certain increase. "
call out--
He waved a sword, a harassing senior transcendent, with a bloodline on his forehead, and backed in panic.
Tang Yu did not chase, he is not the main force, but just an auxiliary responsible for breaking the field.
"Snapped."
He slammed his fingers, crisply ringing in the roar, still clear.
In the position behind the Duke's Mansion, several master wizards responsible for remote suppression are constantly bombarding their own skills, such as fire dragons, ice blades, and meteorite ... all kinds of seemingly ordinary skills, in their hands, have almost destroyed the city the power of.
Several of Shay were entangled by the blessing of the top superb, and were constantly bombarded, quite a bit embarrassed.
The extraordinary on the Ducal Mansion laughed.
I only heard that the "Black Robe Organization" was at ease, and easily defeated the extraordinary in the noble mansion. Today, everything is reversed.
suddenly,
A silhouette flashed, and the robes worn by several archmages were easily cut off, and blood was shed on their backs.
"Be careful!"
"There are assassins!"
"Anyway, just minor injuries."
The talking mage was extraordinary, and the crack on the robe was quickly repaired, and the wound on the back was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They stared not far away, wearing figures wearing black robes and holding spears.
In an instant, I wanted to understand that it was using the aftermath of extraordinary fighting to cover other members of the "Black Robe Organization" that were still hidden.
Several extraordinary mages were vigilant. Suddenly there was a spasm in the body. From the wound on the back, blood spewed out continuously. The blood in the body collapsed rapidly, almost bursting the blood vessels.
Taking advantage of Hongyue's opportunity to control the blood, Zhong Ping started to make a gun like a dragon, and instantly pierced the throat of an extraordinary mage.
The gun was retracted, leaving a fist-sized blood hole in the throat.
"Hehe--"
The transcendent mage's eyes stared round, looking with a bit of fear and hope, to others, hoping to be rescued ... with extraordinary vitality, it is not impossible to survive.
But the next moment, the blood in the throat opening boiled and exploded, and a senior transcendent fell without any resistance.
"Be careful, there are other members of the Black Robe! "
It was Moses, the second figure in the Duke's Mansion.
He was also blessed by the World Tree Array Act, but did not do it, just to alert other enemies that might exist.
"There!"
He glanced up and raised his hand, a gas bomb condensed from the source gas blasted out, ripples exploded, revealing a figure wearing a black robe and a mask inside.
The man in the black robe wore gloves on his hands, and he was not surprised when exposed. The whole man soared into the sky and punched out.
"Is ... Zapol?"
Unlike other Heipao people, the name in front of him, Mosi felt a familiar atmosphere from his body.
Is the commander of the wing regiment.
Sure enough, it was mixed with the "Black Robe Organization".
He sneered, "A mere mediocrity." As an example of the rise of civilians, Zapol was regarded as an idol by many awakened people. However, compared with their aristocratic pedigree with profound heritage, the mediocre ancestry, even if it is Super, in his eyes, is no different from a weak chicken.
Mosey's hand was covered with a layer of bone armor, a claw was torn off, the horrible energy was dissipated, and a huge hand claw phantom pushed forward.
This blow condensed 80% of his strength. After the bombardment, Mosie no longer focused on Zapol ... maybe other black robes are strong, but Zapol, he knew ...
Eyes suddenly widened.
boom!
Zapol smashed the huge shadow of his huge claw, and appeared instantly in front of Mosey. His fist smashed into his face, and the top super Mosi's face was visible to the naked eye.
The shock waves spread out in circles, and Mosey's entire person was bombarded for dozens of kilometers like a shell. I don't know how many buildings were broken along the way, and the entire person was blinded.
Breath is right.
It is indeed Zapol!
But, when is he unclear about Zapol, not even a senior?
Even in the past few months, Zapol has successfully united the core of the source of power, becoming a senior and extraordinary, can he compare with him!
He is a three-core veteran, and he also has the blessing of the World Tree. He should be easy to abuse, right?
Is he too strong or is I too weak?
Mossy fell into self-doubt.
...
The entire Ducal Palace was divided into several battlefields.
The overflowing energy flow and sky smoke have long been unclear about the surroundings, and can only rely on the breath to perceive the battle situation.
The Duke of Morton took the shot himself, and was confronted by the gray blade.
Countless figures appeared and quickly burst like bubbles.
"Phantom? Separation? To me, who has the power of the field, it's just a joke."
The Duke of Morton raised his scepter, and the intangible realm power was controlled by him, condensing into substance, like a fist smashing into the gray blade.
boom!
The grey blade was smashed to the ground, plunged into the pit, the black robe was damaged and panting.
Surrounded by the extraordinary help of the Duke of Morton, he was startled.
Power in the field? Is Duke Morton already so strong? That's the power of third-order extraordinary!
"It's the scepter, the scepter made from the branches of the world tree."
Tang Yu suddenly saw the key. From that scepter, he felt a similar power. "Leave it to me here, you are restrained by him."
"But ..." Gray Blade's face hidden under the mask was a little awkward, and this time she was beaten so embarrassed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Going back must be laughed at by others ... No, the problem is not this, Lord Lord Is he not clear about the strength, it is really strong in the open state, but in the normal state ...
Impossible to be Duke of Morton's opponent, after all, the opposite is open.
The face of the gray blade suddenly changed, and the forces in the surrounding area were felt again. "Lord, little ... uh?"
Obviously there was an oppressive force, but the next moment, how do you feel the breeze blowing?
The Duke of Morton also felt a bit wrong, holding up the world tree scepter and calling the power of the field to launch an attack.
"Ok?"
He wields the scepter again.
"What about the power of the field? Why not?"
"Nothing!"
Suddenly he noticed that the power that blessed him quickly weakened.
From ten times, to nine times, eight times ...
Getting weaker.
The Duke of Morton, who is holding the scepter of the world tree, can perceive the realm of homogeneity, and then found that the power of the realm shrouded above the Duke's Mansion, as it was squeezed, became very unstable, increasingly unstable, and shy Dissipate in a moment.
"?????"
He was aggressive.
He can only perceive the world tree realm, but cannot find the personal realm that is being squeezed, and has no idea what happened.
Perceiving the distance again, there are dozens of extraordinary breaths inside the Duke's Mansion, but ... there seems to be something wrong?
No little field power!
Where is the spicy field? !!