For this "Rochester ballista", Durand was too impressed, when he faced Rochester's doppelganger on the top of the mountain, Rochester's doppelganger burned black flames all over his body, and then condensed all the black flames in one hand to form a black flame ballista several meters long.

And the crossbow spear in front of him, which rose from the Seven Colors City and spanned hundreds of miles, was nearly a hundred times larger than back then!

"This is definitely an attack from Rochester's body, otherwise it would not have been so powerful and powerful!" Durand's whole body froze, and at this moment he even felt the threat of death.

The dwarves were always silent, and the dwarves below were like mountains and seas, but the dwarves didn't even look at this crossbow shot.

On the contrary, more than one cry rang out from the ruined temple: "Be careful! "Get out of the way!" "It's a Rochester ballista!" "Damn it!" "Here we go again." "Again!" …… It should all be the players under the command of Fengshen, and they can't bear to see Durand being killed.

The wind god looked solemn, took two steps forward, and walked to the edge of the temple, but did not step out, and then she shook her hand and threw out a long cyan rope.

Qingsuo seemed to have life in the hands of the wind god, and the soft long rope suddenly stretched straight, and shot straight towards the "Rochester crossbow" that passed through the air. The moment the crossbow gun was pointed, it suddenly turned from hard to soft, and it slipped dozens of circles, like a green snake wrapping the black crossbow gun firmly!

A disdainful voice sounded in the Seven Colors City: "With your little means, you also want to stop my Rochester ballista?" Do you think you're Manus? ”

The words fell, and the black ballista vibrated violently. It was as if the angry dragon flicked its body, breaking the cyan long rope into hundreds of pieces.

“…… It's amazing! Durand's eyelids jumped when he saw it, that cyan cord should be an artifact condensed by the rules of the wind system, and it was so lightly broken by Rochester, how strong is the bastard's body?

An inconspicuous wisp of black flame fell on the broken rope, and went down the rope, burning straight towards the wind god holding one end of the long rope in the temple on the ground.

"Let go! Don't touch the fire! Durand snapped.

In the Seven Colors City, Rochester's sneer came: "I'm dying, and I still have time to worry about others?" Where did you kid come from? Think you are who you are! ”

When Durand raised his eyes, he saw that the giant black ballista had already attacked in front of him.

The intense black flame occupied all the sight in front of him. Where is this ballista shooting? It's a giant black ship that spans the sky. I'm crashing into myself!

"Don't get out of the way yet!" Fengshen let out a low cry, decisively let go of the cyan long rope in his left hand, and waved his right hand at Durand in the air.

This moment. Durand only felt countless cyan cyclones rise around his body. Pull your body to the side. It was clear that the Anemo was trying his best to save him, trying to keep him out of the frontal bombardment of the "Rochester Ballista".

"I don't know who that man is, he can block the attacks of the four archgenerals. The strength is very good. "But if you want to resist the Rochester ballista, I'm afraid it's still far away." Now that Sendro and Manus are trapped, among the remaining gods, except for Nightwing and Lanzi Light and Darkness, who can fight hard, and who can take the black crossbow head-on? ”

Fengshen waved his hand to rescue Duland, in fact, he just did his best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Her eyes did not look at Duland, but instead glanced in the direction of the Seven Colors City, for more than ten years, Manus had been trapped in the city, and at the same time, he was also dragging Rochester's body.

But now, although Rochester still can't leave the Seven Colors City, he has been able to divide part of his strength and throw the "Rochester Crossbowgun". From this point of view, Manus may have gradually fallen behind in the long-term wrestling with Rochester, otherwise Rochester would not have the spare strength to make a move. This is what the wind god is really worried about.

In fact, the reason why the wind god was trapped in this temple close to the Seven Colors City was not because of the black dwarf iron bucket array outside the temple, but because of Rochester in the Seven Colors City!

As soon as Fengshen makes a breakthrough move, a black crossbow will immediately fly out of the seven-colored city to intercept Fengshen, but he will not kill him, and he doesn't know why.

“…… Well? However, at this moment, the wind god suddenly let out a startled sigh, turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction of Durand in the sky.

saw that Durand was not swept away by her wind, but stood nailed in place, and then was swallowed by the black ballista.

Fengshen's eyes were full of astonishment: "That was just now...... What does it feel like? When she was distracted to see the Seven Colors City just now, she suddenly felt that the wisp of wind she was waving had lost contact with her, as if she had been absorbed by something.

The person who sucks up the wind and the wind is naturally Duland.

Durand came here without concealing his identity but not concealing his whereabouts to investigate the enemy's situation, confirm the number and distribution of the enemy, and the exact strength of the top powerhouse. After all, fifteen years have passed, and who knows how much has happened to Sendelow during his absence? Therefore, Durand is desperate to see the chaos clearly, especially the enemy.

Since you have to see clearly, you can't dodge.

You must face it head-on, use your body and soul to experience, feel, and feel how strong the main body of the culprit of this war is!

"Chick, be careful." Durand let out a low snort.

Seeing the crossbow spear thrown by Rochester's body come to his eyes, Durand took a deep breath and inhaled the cyan wind around him into his mouth, and the ability of the third class "Shift Rule" moved, and the powerful wind system rules in the wind energy circulated in Duland's body and reunited in his mouth.

Then Durand aimed at the head of the black ballista and blew.

The wind rules "borrowed" from the Anemo God collided with the "Rochester Ballista" and shattered like an egg hitting a stone, but Durand noticed that the ballista had also suddenly shrunk in size.

Durand let out a low roar, and a qiē energy level, power, rules, and true form were running in his body...... Then he opened his arms and took the initiative to hold the head of the "Rochester ballista"!

The ballista was as large as a black steamer, even though it had shrunk a circle. Durand is a small person, holding a crossbow like an ant holding an elephant.

The four dwarven archons in the sky had long since retreated, and they didn't seem to dare to touch the black flames on their crossbow spears.

And the wind god below, and her troops watched as Durand was engulfed in ballistas. Durand's shadow was engulfed in black flames in the blink of an eye, and the ballista continued to shoot forward. The subordinates behind Fengshen sighed when they saw this, but Fengshen himself stared at the crossbow spear, and his eyes gradually glowed with wonder.

I saw that the ballista flew slower and slower, and the smaller and smaller it became, as if there was some kind of powerful pushing force blocking the flight of the ballista.

Vaguely. Aeolus saw the head of the spear. There is a man with his arms folded, his front and back feet in a lunge, fighting hard to confront the black ballista!

Eventually, the ballista was about to fly out of the outermost part of the dwarven bucket formation. Finally stopped. Exhausted.

The figure of Durand resurfaced. I saw that his clothes were in tatters, and there were sporadic black flames burning on his eyebrows, especially his chest was huge. Exaggeratedly inflated into a ball! His face was flushed red and purple, and his expression was unpleasant.

The chick screamed again and again: "Du Du, how many rules have you swallowed in one go, hurry up and spit it out!" Immediately, immediately! Her tone was solemn and anxious, "Hurry up and spit it out, or you'll die!" ”

Durand offset some of the rules in the "Rochester Ballista", and quietly used the trial rules to resolve some of them, and the last part was really unable to resist, so he simply used the ability of the third profession to accept all the rules in the ballista.

At this time, Durand was about to crack, but he held back, his body dropped thousands of meters, and then aimed at the dwarven iron bucket array below and spewed out a mouthful of black flames.

This black flame is the kind of black flame that makes up the "Rochester Ballista"!

After the black flame erupted from Duland's mouth, it expanded sharply in the shape of a trumpet, and rolled through like a ball, and the thick and dense dwarven iron bucket formation was directly pierced inside and out.

Durand didn't incorporate the rules of judgment when he spit out the black flames, but those dwarves at all levels with absolute defense had no resistance to the black flames, and they were burned to the ground!

"......" Durand was stunned for a moment, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have the strength to say anything more.

There is only one thought in my heart: so strong! Rochester's ontology, it turns out that the strength is so strong!

At this time, Durand was tired to death, his whole body was scorched black, and his clothes were in tatters. But the dwarves below all stopped for a moment, not only that, but the wind god and others in the ruined temple, as well as the four dwarf commanders in the sky, also looked at him incredulously.

The huge temple battlefield was silent for a while.

Until a cold voice came from the Seven Colors City: "Catch him!" No, just kill him!! ”

It was Rochester himself who spoke, and to be honest, he was also shocked, completely unable to understand how Durand took the crossbow attack just now. He wanted to catch Duland, but when he thought of his big plan in the near future, he felt that it was safest to kill this strange variable.

So he first said, "Catch him," and then changed his words to: "Kill him!" ”

The four dwarf archons sprang into action in an instant and rushed towards Duland.

At this time, Durand landed relatively low in the air, and among the black dwarf army below, a large number of javelins were also raised in an instant, dense as dark clouds, rising, and the dwarf commander attacked Durand in mid-air up and down.

"No, the man must be saved!" The wind god made a decision in his heart in an instant, and his eyes flashed with determination, and he was about to step away from the range of the ruined temple.

However, a big and broad hand grabbed her: "Teacher, you can't move lightly, otherwise Rochester in the Seven Colors City will attack you immediately." Let's let the disciples come. ”

The man who spoke was a man with a tall and majestic figure and a solemn and rigorous expression.

The wind god hesitated for a moment, knowing that as soon as he came out of the temple's range, he would be hit by Rochester, so he nodded: "Be careful." ”

Then he added: "After saving the man, let him go quickly and bring the news out here." Let's just say: The black dwarves are besieging me but not attacking, I'm afraid that things are strange, so let the reinforcements not act rashly! (To be continued!)

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