?The battle between the Temple of Gods and the Army of Warcraft continued. Countless monsters and eight second-turn players of the World-Destroying God Dynasty launched fierce attacks, showing their unique skills, fighting to the point where all the methods are not invaded, the formation is unstable, concave and convex, and broken marks appear, which may break at any time. "《

"Boom, give me a hard bang!" A cold voice echoed above the temple of the gods. Mishi raised his left hand and blasted out a hand of destruction, causing the void to collapse, the earth trembled, and everything was turned into nothingness wherever he passed.

The terrifying destruction aura bombarded the formation of all methods and non-invading the formation, which shocked the players of the Temple of Gods who blessed the formation of all methods and non-invading the formation of all methods and squirted wildly, and some immortals with weak defenses were killed directly. The powerful attack power of destroying the world made people feel powerless.

System prompts: The damage to the formation of all methods is as high as 68 per cent, and its defense gradually decreases. Please repair it as soon as possible.

Listening to the system prompt message in his ear, Wu Zifan frowned, and the attack of Destroyed World did not stop at all. At this speed, it would take less than a day to break the formation of all things without invasion and wash the temple of the gods.

System news: Players are no longer sad about their successful transfer of their position and become the 36th second-transfer player. I hope that the majority of players will catch up and strive to make a second-transfer as soon as possible.

System news: Player Xiaoyu successfully transferred to the pharaoh and became...

System message:...

"President, we have successfully transferred our positions!" No more sadness, Xiaoyu, the drunk Xiaoniao and nine others successfully transferred their positions one after another, and rushed back to the guild as soon as possible to resist the enemy together.

At this moment, there are twenty-three second-turn players in the Temple of Gods, located at the top of the Five Continents Guilds, followed by the World-Destroying Divine Dynasty, with eight second-turn players, and the other guilds have successively produced second-turn players, but the number is very small, one or two.

If the Temple of Gods had not frequently produced second-transfer players, they would have been sank into the sea of ​​fire and were ruthlessly massacred by the army of monsters.

The news that the Temple of Gods can continue to be heard about the birth of the second-turn players in dire straits is undoubtedly shocking the players of the Five Continents again and again, regardless of lamenting the glory of the former giant. If the Temple of Gods can withstand this crisis and repel the monsters, then its reputation will surely thrive in the five continents again, and reach another peak again. But everyone understands that this is just thinking about it. Faced with such a mysterious and powerful world-destruction and countless army of monsters, what can it be if the Temple of Gods can be powerful? It is still impossible to change the end of defeat.

If you don’t believe it, you can see that their boss, Crazy Immortal, has disappeared, and she hides and dares not fight against the enemy. She must be afraid of losing his undefeated myth.

Even if you pass today, you won’t be tomorrow. The Temple of the Gods is over. This is the idea of ​​most players. They unanimously believe that the Temple of the Gods cannot escape this great crisis. The Temple of the Gods will become history, and there will be no more in the five continents from now on.

"The trash who is not aware of the life and death has succeeded several sneak attacks and started to jump into the sky. Do you think my army of monsters can be killed at will?" A cold voice resounded throughout the sky. Mishi led ten level 230 monster kings to surround the pen, Zhantian and Lao Zhu, eyeing them with murderous aura.

In the past two days, they took the pen to take six attacks. Each time they took a divine prop, they would take an unexpected blow and retreat with one blow, which brought a heavy blow to the army of monsters and destroyed nearly 300,000 monsters.

This was their seven attacks, and it was the last time, because the Temple of Gods had no god-level props to consume. I thought I could strike the army of monsters again, but I didn't know that I fell into the trap set up by the world-destroying world. This time, the three people who took the pen jumped to death.

"No, the writer and the others are surrounded by the destruction of the world!"

"I'm going out to save my brother."

"President, we can't watch Boss Zhan Tian and the others die in battle."

"Everyone fights out and fights against Destroy!"

Players such as the battlefield, Frost Cold Seven Explosions asked for battle, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky. They were not afraid of the army of monsters outside, and wanted to rush out to rescue the three men of Zhibi. The players who chose to stay all have deep feelings. They will help each other without hesitation if they die, even if they sacrifice their lives. They are the same for the feelings of the guild. As Zhibi said, "The guild is there, and the guild is there, and the guild is dead, and the person dies."

"Don't come out!" He shouted in the guild, burning his life, and said decisively in the team: "Wartian Old Pig, listen to me, I cast my martial soul to break the sky, you can take the opportunity to escape."

"No, I won't leave, we will die together." Grandpa Pig-eating with a huge axe and a horizontal line, and a picture of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without moving, and he looked as if he was homeless.

"Old pig, listen to me once at this time. You can't be stubborn anymore. The temple of the gods needs our protection. There is no time. You can seize the opportunity and leave quickly." Zhengbi shouted, his life burned to the bottom line, and suddenly his momentum increased twelve times, his aura swallowed the eight wildernesses, golden light shone everywhere, his body raised ten feet high, and the sacred aura swept out, covering the demonic aura in the sky, and even over the destructive aura. At this moment, Zhengbi was like a martial god coming, picking stars and holding the moon, and in a thought, the sky was broken.

The martial soul breaks the sky, explodes! explodes! explodes!

Holding the pen gives you life, using the ancient forbidden skills of martial soul to break the sky, burning life, detonating the martial soul, and breaking the sky. This move is very powerful, bursting out twenty-four times of its power, and the negative impact is also very huge. It consumes all the health and essence values ​​of the pen, and even is in a virtual and real state within three natural days, with one-half of its strength, and two pieces of equipment on its body are also dropped.

The price is very heavy!

If it is absolutely impossible, players will not use this skill that hurts a thousand times and damages himself by 700 times. However, there is no choice at this moment. Only by sacrificing yourself can you protect the old pig Zhantian. It is worth doing this.

boom!

A loud bang shocked the whole audience, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The loud sound covered the sound of attacks by the army of monsters. The roars, yells and other sounds, which made the army of monsters stand on the spot, causing damage of different sizes to arise.

The pen was centered on the pen and collapsed in all directions. The terrifying explosive power penetrated the layers of voids and swept out, as spectacular and terrifying as the destruction of the heaven and earth.

Crack Crack Crack Crack…

The void shattered layer by layer, bursts of terrible disasters such as void storms and vacuum undercurrents. In an instant, tens of thousands of monsters were hit by devastating blows.

The Demon World and the Ten Level 230 Warcraft Kings were not feeling well. They were all blown away, their bodies were stained with blood, and their faces were beyond recognition, causing damage of three to seven million. Six of the Warcraft Kings were even more terrible, shattered and painful, causing pain to the sky, hurting the origin and suffering irreparable damage.

"Old pig, let's retreat!" Zhan Tian's eyes flashed with sadness. They took advantage of the destruction of the world and flew quickly towards the headquarters.

"No, I won't leave. Destroy the world, eat your pig's axe!" Please come to "

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