My Doomsday Territory Chapter 579
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Chapter 579: 579
The scene was once embarrassed .
Guru is the bottom of the food chain . Gullit died in the hands of the Devil . He was half as heavy as the Patriarch of the Royal Family . He could not use the sacred vessels, and was still sluggish . His heart was very aggressive .
I never thought of just being positive, with strategic retreat as the first goal .
He is not his heart .
It is because the devil’s racial talent is too terrible, even if it is dead, it is likely to be swallowed up and become part of its power . . . Gullit ’s “third eye” is swallowed up, which is a kind of ancient The spirit lords are jealous of space capabilities .
Now, being mastered by the devil’s messenger, the opponent’s strength is even higher .
He cannot follow in the footsteps of Gullit . It is impossible to desperately desperately . As long as he escapes, he will contribute to humanity .
Reinforcement?
There is no extravagant hope for the ancient emperor .
Luyin has led away and trapped the most terrifying world-class demonized beasts .
He thinks that as the most powerful Tangcheng master, he will definitely be competing with other green-sharp cutting-edge forces, dealing with world-class demonized beasts, and other extraordinary human beings, not to mention, who is not at a disadvantage?
He can only find a way to retreat by himself .
The demons Ke Ke’s momentum rises gradually, and the heart of the ancient Emperor’s heart becomes a little bit colder .
的 The chance of success is reduced to 50% to 30%, and then to the next level . . .
Then,
I saw the presence of Tang Cheng .
Like a torrential rain, a beam of sunlight suddenly cut through the darkness .
Tang City Lord, really deserves to be the leader of the alliance, the old man is ashamed .
Tang Yu followed the breath, and after the teleportation appeared, he found that the ancient emperor’s eyes stared at him . . . What was it like being stared at by a centuries old man? He almost left the other side alone .
Is the overall situation more important or the big chrysanthemum?
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Tang Yu did not expect that the ancient emperor had made up so much in an instant, and it was indeed not only Yilian that arranged the manpower to deal with the world-class demonized beast . What is the relationship between playing boss and his great lord Tang?
He can’t help at all!
“Go and support others, I’ll deal with the devil . “
“okay . “
After the meeting, the ancient emperor turned into a stream and fled to the distance .
Ye Mo Ke didn’t even look at him, his eyes stared at Tang Yu .
Mingming is a great advantage . Humans are obviously together . As long as A goes up, most of the resistance forces of Origin Star can be solved .
This is a double happiness, but when did it start to become like this?
There is also a vague feeling in the evil spirit of Ke Mo Ke .
But at this stage, it is impossible to withdraw . The superior and the human are entangled with the human being .
not to mention,
They are still the dominant round, but not as big as the beginning!
“Dead-“
The voice of the evil spirit Ke Fahan came out, his body was low, his muscles were swollen, and numerous strange arms appeared on his back . He entered the state of “one-stage transformation” without hesitation .
“Blazing Sword”!
Wu Jianguang swept, and instantly turned into a raging flame, and countless white arms turned into ashes at extremely high temperatures .
Purr ~
In the flames of fire, several unburned arms came out, grabbing Tang Yu like a snake .
He “hunted back” for hundreds of meters, and those arms were as tightly attached as anthrax .
Flame shrunk and affixed to the blade of the sword, a sword-like light flashed, and the last few arms were cut off . The broken part fell into the air, and it disappeared into a cloud of smoke .
咻 ——
With a sharp mouthed tail, pierced Tang Yu in an instant .
甩 Slammed hard, the ghost disappeared .
The demon Ke’s face remained unchanged, and the countless arms emerging from the back overlapped to form a shield .
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Xi Jianguang was cut off and torn like a rainbow, and the shield formed by the arm was torn apart, but more arms were entangled at the edge . The most deadly threatened tail was waiting for the opportunity, and Tang Yu was forced back again .
Although he did not have the upper hand, Mo Ke was determined .
I was suppressed before because the girls in two outfits and black armor were the ones who really threatened him .
Well now,
He Mo Ke also acknowledged that Tang Yu had the strength not under him .
These humans were unexpectedly strong .
However, after all, they are only human beings, and they are far from being able to compare with their clan in terms of race .
The devil’s tail can not only devour, but also kill!
Even if he was parted by a strong human, he would only lose a little of its origin, and once the strong human is swallowed and absorbed by his tail, it is fatal!
In comparison, his fault tolerance rate is much higher .
Long-term battle, he will win in the end!
Two people, you come and go . In addition to devouring, the Devil clan also has a very strong combat-adaptation talent . As time passes by, the threat shown by Mo Ke becomes higher and higher .
But the two still stand still .
To be exact, Tang Yu gradually gained the slight upper hand .
He is also taking advantage of fighting opportunities to improve himself-Lord Tang is still new in the extraordinary second-order, and he has not had time to enter the spiritual space to become familiar with the power .
Mo Ke, who is evenly matched, is the best opponent .
As the battle progressed, the power of the field was gradually increasing, from the original size of five kilometers to eight kilometers and ten kilometers .
Suppressed the realm of Mo Ke .
Tear and pull–
Tang Yu’s figure flashed, countless arms behind Mo Ke were cut off, and the orange magic flame beat like life . Until the entire back of Mo Ke was burnt and sunken a lot, he was consumed and annihilated by the other party ’s source . disappear .
“Why are you so strong ?!”
Even stubbornness is better, the progress in the killing is faster than yourself, so that Mo Ke, who is proud of his racial talent, cannot accept it .
He never thought that Tang Yu had just made a sudden progress in the period of rapid progress in strength . If I knew this, I’m afraid . . . more acceptable . An old-fashioned second-order was rubbed on the ground by the puppet who just broke through ~ www . novelhall . com ~ Devil The tribe’s face is all gone!
The burn on Kumo’s back quickly recovered, and he did not rush up again, his muscles 嘭 嘭 ~ 嘭 嘭 kept bulging and contracting .
The next second,
The strange purple lines came out, the body lay down lower, the tail rose high, the momentum soared, and the howling wind swept through .
Huh!
In the corner of Yu Tangyu’s eyes, Yu Guang glanced at a purple shadow flickering, leaning forward, his sword across the arc, flames, frost, and lightning intertwined into a rotating circle .
嘭 ——
The circle was broken, Tang Yu flew hundreds of meters away, stabilized his figure in the air, and his right hand holding the sword was aching .
Under “Eye of Insight”, his eyes can keep up, and his speed and power are far different from those of the second-stage transfiguration Mo Ke .
The scorpion’s figure flickered, and the sound of blasts continued to come from everywhere . Even if it was extraordinary, it could only see the lingering shadows and air waves .
In just a few seconds, Tang Yu has been in danger .
He can neither be reborn nor elemental . If a person is chopped, he will die-he can only choose to be resurrected .
Ke Mo Ke laughed wildly, and the offensive like rainstorm never stopped .
嘭 ——
Tang Yu was struck again and couldn’t help spitting blood .
Squinting his eyes as the purple figure approached again, he had to sigh, “I’ll still . . . choose to fight . ”
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