"The boss of the God-killing God is mighty!"

"Wuwang is a good person!" Due to the disadvantage in terms of numbers, although the Flame God of War was at a disadvantage, he still barely stabilized.

The battle has continued until now, with more than 1,000 people from the Flame God of War, with serious losses, but the results of the battle have been quite abundant, killing more than 800 elites from Bai Xiu Baye and other guilds.

On the front battlefield in the direction of Heddle Fortress, Bai Xiu's dominance withstood the first wave of attacks, stabilized the front line, and supported the iron armored trencher to defeat the players of the Flaming God of War in a very embarrassing manner.

On this frontal battlefield, the iron armored trenchers exerted their powerful power, constantly throwing iron bombs to the Fiery God of War, and a large area was swept.

At least five or six thousand players were killed by red iron bombs in seconds, and the corpses were buried everywhere, and the scene was extremely tragic. However, the players of the Fire God of War did not stop there, but continued to launch fierce attacks on Bai Xiu's domineering people, and also killed many Bai Xiu's domineering people.

Seeing the players of the flames all over the mountains and fields rushing over and one after another, no matter how the iron-armored catapult bombarded, they were still surging like a tide. The people who showed their domineering career couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"What, the people of the Flame God of War are really crazy!"

Bai Xiu's domineering line was pushed back little by little. Under the powerful power of the iron armored trencher, the flame God of War had to pay a huge price for every point forward.

Just as the two sides were fighting hard to solve, there were earth-shaking shouts of killing on the hillside high ground in all directions, and dense players appeared, all of whom were from the Rose Cross Palace and the Free Wings.

Zhao Sen's voice sounded, turned on the voice, and Brother Scar's generous laughter came: "It wasn't too late, and Rose is here too."

The players of the Rose Cross Palace and the Free Wings rushed down from all directions and fought with Bai Xiu's domineering people. The mountains and fields were full of battlefields, and the scene suddenly became even more chaotic, and it was hard to tell who was who.

The three guilds of the Flame God of War, the Rose Cross Palace, and the Free Wings, plus the five branches of the Flame God of War, are at least three times that of Bai Xiu's dominance. They have gained the advantage all at once, and the balance of victory begins to tilt towards the Flame God of War.

The players of the Flaming God of War discovered the arrival of reinforcements, and their morale was like rainbows and began a more fierce charge.

"Brothers of the Flame God of War, Rose Cross Palace, and the brothers of Free Wings came to support us. Let's kill Bai Xiu's dominance together!"

"Kill all the people who are Bai Xiu's domineering!" The sound of killing shocked the sky, and the people who are Bai Xiu's domineering began to retreat in all directions.

Ye Qiangwei reminded in the group chat: "We should not be too happy too early. Pay attention. Hanxiaotang and the troops watching flowers in the fog will follow us and will come soon."

"The more you come, the better. I don't think it's enough to kill!" Zhao Sen smiled and looked at the time. It's almost time for the crypt goddess to come out.

Ye Qiangwei was a little surprised. Zhao Sen was so confident? After all, Bai Xiu's domineering, Han Xiaotang, Wu Xiaohua and Hei Ye Yongzhou gathered a large number of elites. In addition, nearly 150,000 or 60,000 ordinary players, there were two iron armored trenchers, which were far stronger than theirs.

After hearing Zhao Sen's words, Brother Scar showed a hint of relief: "It's enough to have your words. You should have a trick!" Brother Scar is quite familiar with Zhao Sen. Zhao Sen never did things that he was unsure of. Seeing Brother Scar say this, Ye Qiangwei didn't say anything anymore, and Zhao Sen was in a clear mind.

Just as they were chatting, a large number of players came over the plains in the distance, all over the mountains and fields. Hanxiaotang and the people watching flowers in the fog also came, with about 60,000 or 70,000 people. These players are all players with more advanced Hanxiaotang and the fog, and their equipment is significantly higher than any guild on the field. Such a large group of players joined the battle group, and the entire war scene was even more spectacular.

The great plain in front of Heddle Fortress is the main battlefield for the God of Flame and Bai Xiu's dominance. The outer edges are the melee zones of several guilds, including the Rose Cross Temple, Free Wings, the Five Branches of the Fire God of Flame, Hanxiao Hall, and Watching Flowers in the Fog.

In addition, Demon-Slaying Aoxue also sent a large army to join, with about 70,000 people, putting all the remaining old capitals of Demon-Slaying Aoxue.

As for the Ghost Ministers' Legion, there was no movement and he was still holding his troops outside the battlefield. This was all Zhao Sen's meaning.

Outside the Heddle Fortress, above the endless plains and high slopes, players from major guilds spread all the way to the endless sky.

At this time, on the distant hillside, summoning the goddess of the crypt has reached a critical moment. Twenty mages stood in their respective positions in a strange way. In the middle is Zhao Lin, whose magic value is the most abundant among the people, reaching an astonishing 60,000. With the magic support of pink bubbles, it is the most important magic output when summoning the goddess of the crypt.

There are three masters, including Yi Ni, Yi Hee Qingtian and Cold Blood, standing in a triangle. Their right hand stretches out, palms facing upwards, and magic elements circling over their palms. In the envelopment of the magic elements are three psychic objects of the goddess Alchek, the goddess' hair, the goddess' eyes, and the goddess' soul!

There were sixteen ** masters left, each of which was about one yard apart, and was distributed in a circle with Zhao Lin as the center, surrounding Zhao Lin and four others. They held staffs and spelled out spells from their mouths.

On the ground under their feet, a huge hexagram array was carved with powerful magic. It circled above the hexagram array. The hexagram array emitted dazzling light, just like an ancient sacrificial ritual, and the space fluctuated strangely. The sleeping body woke up in the distant alien space.

"The power of the six-pointed star array is passing through space and is guiding it over.

Twenty masters, after chanting the spell for more than an hour, finally, Zhao Lin spit out the last syllable.

Due to the strength of Hanxiao Hall and the players who watched the flowers in the fog, they are far superior to Rose Cross Temple and Free Wings. In the wars outside, Rose Cross Temple and Free Wings have some signs of retreat.

Ye Qiangwei said anxiously: "We can't stand it anymore." She looked at Zhao Sen. Zhao Sen was still motionless, but she was anxious. If this continues, what she will be the great defeat of the Rose Cross Palace and Free Wings. Once the great defeat is formed, the failure will be difficult to recover.

"Wait a little longer." Zhao Sen looked at the time again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was time to come out.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and everyone could feel a strange fluctuation in the air, and the smell of dead bodies spread out.

This smell comes from another world, full of temptation and death, and the power of darkness makes everyone look like it.

Many players were shocked by this powerful force. They looked at the hillside in the distance, and the mountains collapsed in the distance. The breath of death made them feel depressed and depressed, and they felt that the end of the world was about to come. All the players present had their attributes dropped by a huge margin.

"What happened?"

“Look there!”

A powerful black light column fell from the sky and bombarded the mountain. A huge pit appeared on the mountain. Gradually, a delicate palm slowly crawled out of the pit and revealed its majestic nature. Its body was white, its nails were covered with tender scarlet red, shining with a seductive and charming luster. The palms covered the sky and the sun slowly spread out, as if a peerless beauty was about to wake up. Gradually, the people inside poked out. Her black hair was drooping, her peppery breasts were upright, and her ru head was pink. A string of snow-white pearls were surrounded by a string of snow-white pearls. Her tall and slender body covered the sun. Her delicate face made people unable to bear to look at it, for fear of defilement. The woman's eyes drooped, like a curved sickle, and her green eyes were like the wrath of Thunder God, like a giant beast from ancient times.

It finally appeared! Zhao Sen showed a smile, and he wanted to see, Bai Xiu's domineering, Han Xiaotang and Wu Jinghua, how to deal with this level 100 demon lord!

The Goddess of the Crypt, a level 100 demon lord, two million health! The appearance of the Goddess of the Crypts made everyone fight for it!

Ye Qiangwei looked at Zhao Sen in horror and said, "Is this your last move?"

She never expected that Zhao Sen would summon such a powerful creature. The iron-armored catapult has been playing the role of a killing machine since just now. Their powerful attack power has caused heavy losses to the players of the Flaming God of War. However, no matter how strong the iron-armored catapult is, it can only be overshadowed in front of this powerful level 100 demon lord.

The Goddess of the Crypt will be the master of this war!

As soon as the powerful crypt goddess appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone on the field. Its body shape was like a peak and a mountain. Although it was beautiful and sexy, it was a level 100-level demon lord, and such a name was enough to scare a large group of people.

Ye Xiuzheng informed several Bai Xiu to the world, Han Xiaotang, watching flowers in the fog, and the demon-killing and blood-stricken heads and minds commanded the war. The Rose Cross Palace, the Free Wings and the Flame God of War had already shown signs of defeat under the siege of their five guilds, and was about to defeat them in one go.

"From now on, only Bai Xiu's Dominance, Han Xiaotang, watching flowers in the fog, and the night is eternal, and there is no more Flame God of War, Rose Cross Palace and Free Wings! Let this war be the beginning of their collapse!" Ye Xiu said proudly. Under his command, Han Xiaotang and Wu's Dominance, and defeated Rose Cross Palace and Free Wings to retreat step by step. Bai Xiu's Dominance was crazily harvesting the players of the Flame God of War with his trespassing position.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a violent vibration under his feet, like a large earthquake, looking towards the source of the earthquake, and saw a huge naked woman appearing in his field of vision.

Level 100!

Crypt goddess!

Ye Xiu couldn't believe his eyes. How could the level 100-level demon lord appear here?

A sudden ominous premonition arose in his heart. This is the backhand of the Flaming God of War! It's over. Will the previous business be defeated by the goddess of the crypt?

A level 100 demon lord is a powerful combat power that can turn the situation around!

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn. If they start to retreat, they will definitely be beaten by the flame god of war and others in the water. The losses will definitely be greater. They have no way out! They can only bite the bullet and continue to fight!
Chapter completed!