Vol 3 Chapter 80: Join hands

The harvest here has far exceeded the points, but there is still some doubt in the heart of Zi Yan.
He looked at Meng Jianfeng and asked the doubts in his heart.
The other party shook his head and said that he did not know.
"The probability of the emergence of the Three Realms is too embarrassing, so Meng Yu has little to know about here. It is said that the Protoss are also most familiar with this because of their special perception. Many times, the entrance is discovered by the Protoss."
At this time, all the people who entered this area were involved in the battle.
The leader of the Mozu has already reached the depths, but there has been no fighting. His eyes are at the end of the front, and he is ignored for the battle behind him.
Five magic knives stand side by side, against the rushing native beasts.
The bodies were scattered around and they couldn’t take it.
Until the original beasts are completely repelled.
Put away the magic knife and the five people looked ahead.
Those who have retired from the original beasts went to kill other devils.
The five of them looked at it quietly and did not mean to intervene.
After a while, the Mozu leader turned back and noticed this scene.
"This is the blood sacrifice!"
He looked up at the sky and sighed. "The only thing that can be opened with blood is that I don't know what secrets there are."
When I entered here, the demons that he brought were all abandoned.
The leader of the Mozu looked in the other direction, and the protoss leader Langdon was standing there. Obviously the other party made the same choice.
In fact, the two sides are completely tacit.
There was a wave of volatility in the rear, and the leader of the Mozu turned back. This is the end of the place, and there is a road.
涟漪 Initially very light and very light, gradually aggravated, and finally oscillated, and in the shock of the shackles, immediately flew three rays.
These three lights, representing the power of the three tribes, merged into the sky.
A huge disc, appearing from the air, where three forces meet.
Hey!
The disc is oscillating and begins to expand. The power of the three tribes is constantly confronting each other and chasing each other.
During this period, the power belonging to the spiritual side became obviously weak, and the Mozu and Protoss were growing.
At the same time, in the sky, there is a ray of light falling down, and the atmosphere of those demons and protoss is growing rapidly.
On the contrary, the spiritual situation of the Lingzu side seems to have encountered some kind of pressure seal, and the breath suddenly drops.
One high and one low!
Above the battlefield, judges are high!
"The real big battle, come!" The corner of the head of the Mozu lord flashed a cold smile.
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In the sky, Meng Jianfeng stabbed a sword.
Strong swordsmanship, going forward, the light shines.
Suddenly, the sword gas seems to have encountered some kind of blockage, and the light is constantly dimming, falling on the body of a native spirit beast, and the sound of the flu is blown up.
The original spirit beast flew back, and there was a mouth on his body.
"How could this be?"
Seeing this scene, Meng Jianfeng’s face could not help but change.
Previously his attack suddenly weakened, and now there is a pressure that falls from the sky and falls on his body, affecting his combat power.
He turned his head to look at the other side of the purple sable, seeing the purple scorpion frowning, apparently encountered the same situation.
"Go, go to the depths and talk!"
The purple skull was flashing, and in front of the original spirit beast, the stone knife came out of the sheath.
With a bang, the original spirit beast was beheaded.
The next moment, Zi Yan took away the body of the original spirit beast.
Although suppressed by invisible forces, the battle power of Zi Yan is still strong enough.
When it was deep, Meng Jianfeng stopped shooting, and all the original beasts that were encountered along the way were killed by Zi Yan.
Tianfeng and Nether, it should be the only thing that came in this time is not the existence of the border.
Tianfeng is responsible for exploring the surrounding area, and the main role of Nether is to seal the magic knife that will be encountered next.
It’s just a pity that some Mozus have been encountered along the way and they have never seen the magic knife appear.
The deeper the go, the greater the pressure, the more influence the combat power exerts, which makes the mood of Ziyan gradually worse.
If at this time, you can meet the magic knife, he still has the possibility of breaking one by one.
Once in the depths, let the five magic knives unite, in the case of an enemy five, he wants to win, the difficulty is obviously not small.
"Purple, look!"
Meng Jianfeng’s voice sounded, and Zi Yan heard the voice and turned to see Meng Jianfeng’s finger sky.
He looked up at the sky and saw a huge tri-color light, which was constantly expanding, during which the three energies were constantly glued.
"The kind of bleak energy belongs to our spiritual power and obviously does not have the upper hand. It may be that we need to reach the depths," Meng Jianfeng said.
The former Mozu and Protoss were extremely tyrannical, while the Ling clan became weak. Meng Jianfeng immediately guessed the reason.
Purple 宸 speeds up.
In front of his eyes, there was a demon, the democrat was arrogant and had just killed a native beast.
Hey!
The purple scorpion is out of the knife, the knife is forward, and there is a pair of exercises in the sky, and the bright thunder shines.
With a bang, the demon was flying with a knife, and the atmosphere dissipated when it landed.
Followed by Meng Jianfeng to see this scene, the heart is shocked.
The power of the purple scorpion is far superior to the imagination of the average person. Even in the case of suppression, it is still powerful and outrageous.
After replacing the body of the original beast on the ground, the purple cicada looked at the demon and found that his body was sinking.
Outside, the body of the Mozu can be turned into a magic crystal, but here, it can not be manifested, but there are still many resources available.
Meng Jianfeng's body fell, looked at the body of the Mozu, and then shook his head at the purple.
The same situation has always been played.
All the dead gods and gods of the three tribes, the blood in the body will flow in a short time, accompanied by the energy contained in the body.
The two continued to advance, and the bodies that had previously lost their spiritual power were quickly turned into fly ash.
Nothing left.
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Above the top of the head, the three colors of energy flow, and the pressure from the sky becomes more intense.
The purple scorpion stopped and Meng Jianfeng stood side by side with him.
The wind and the secluded are on the back.
The front is the end, there is a space there, and it is constantly stirring.
The Mozu leader stood there.
Five magic knives are also there, and they are united.
In another direction, the Protoss leader Langdon is also there.
Beside him, followed by three Protoss, one of them holding a Scepter, was the one who was previously boxed by Zi Yan.
At this moment, with the arrival of the purple, everyone's goal is looking to this side.
The leader of the Mozu pointed to the space behind him and said, "How?"
Ziyan nodded and said: "It's very good~EbookFREE.me~ The leader of the Mozu smiled and then turned around and said: "Look at this, no one should come.

Langdon nodded and his eyes were cold.
The leader of the Mozu also said: "Is it still the old rules?"
Langdon said coldly: "The spirits are not worthy of fighting with us!"
The leader of the Mozu suggested: "Then one person?"
"I have fewer people, you two, I am one."
The man holding the scepter came out.
The Mozu leader laughed and waved, only to see the two magic knives coming out.
Obviously, the Protoss should join forces with the Mozu to eliminate the sable.
Meng Jianfeng took the hilt and his mind rose.