"Get out of the way!" Yagrilev roared, and the whole person immediately disappeared in place, leaving a dense black knife formation in the air.

The first wave of artillery fire from the Heavenly Machine Guardian arrived, and the knife array was like a wall of air, blocking all those deadly weapons.

The flames engulfed the knife array, and they all felt the rush of heat in the load-bearing pillar, as if they had walked into the duct of a steelmaking furnace.

It's hard to imagine how Yagrilev, who was at the center of the explosion, used a knife array to block this wave of attacks, and if you had filmed the knife array with an ultra-high frequency camera, you would have seen a terrifying guy wrapped in a gray-black shroud unleashing the strongest sword technique in the universe there......

For them, Yagrilóv was the first to dare to block the artillery cover with a sword, or god.

The smoke cleared, and Yagrilev, who had been burned black, stood there with his hunting knife, and the gray-black shroud on his body clearly oozing blue-black blood, looking particularly miserable.

But Fang Wuhan was still lying there motionless, they all knew that the effect of force was mutual, even if Fang Wuhan had a protective shield by his side at that time, but in the face of such a powerful impact, the impact force that the protective shield could block was not much, and Fang Wuhan fell quite badly inside.

The two hopes in the team have now fallen one, and the other, who is holding himself up with a hunting knife, seems to be going to fall at any moment.

Then, when they all thought that Yagrilev was at a loss, this guy suddenly disappeared from their eyes again, and in the next second, a low cry of the gods of heaven echoed in the hall, and the side of the heavenly guardian began to be surrounded by a black wind, and at the same time, countless sounds of steel clashing came from the black storm.

"Quickly give that healing talisman to Fang Wuhan!" In the midst of the storm came the voice of Yagrilev.

Could it be that he knew that he was about to lose his bearing, so he asked them to quickly wake up Fang Wuhan?

If even the two of them can't defeat this Transformer-like monster in front of them, then who else can they defeat? How else can they get out of here?

Uncle Pilot began to rummage through the stack of talismans for the healing talisman that Fang Wuhan had picked out, and the knife array in front of them suddenly appeared.

When they looked up, Yagrilev was already in the hands of the Guardian of the Heavenly Machine.

Such a large and powerful mechanical hand held Yagriloff like a human pinching a newborn chick.

Yagrilev's expression was painful, and it was clear from his voice.

As the Assassin Emperor, he couldn't even do the most basic struggle at this time, and he couldn't call for help, because no one could save him.

A clumsy figure ran out of the secret door, and the man was fat.

The fat man held the only remaining healing talisman in his hand, and he was running towards Fang Wuhan.

But he had just run out a few meters before the Heavenly Machine Guards discovered him.

The laser-guided sighting device instantly locked onto the fat man's body.

The roar of magic and the sound of machinery operating, Yagrilev wanted to get him out of the way, but he didn't shout, because the Heavenly Machine Guardian was so tight that if it were an ordinary person, he would have died from broken bones and broken internal organs.

Yagrilev's body looked as thin as Su Ya's, and it was hard to imagine how such a body had managed to hold on to it in front of the Heavenly Guardian.

As soon as the bullet warehouse opened, countless magic weapons similar to the beehive guide bullet shot out from the shoulder of the heavenly guardian, and the fat man was blown out before he could even react, and even they saw that at the moment when those weapons exploded, a gorgeous blood flower exploded where the fat man was standing.

The fat man flew out of the rising firelight, his body burning with flames that didn't belong to their world, and at the same time, the healing charm in his hand triggered, and green magic was fighting for his life from the hands of death.

"Fatty!" Uncle 302 shouted, then rushed out of the secret door and ran towards the fat man.

The results can be imagined.

For them, death may be a common thing, the seven of them, each of them has experienced unprecedented dangers, everyone has been stranded in front of the ghost gate, and the separation of life and death will appear at any time for them like wind and rain......

But for the other party, Wu Han and Yang Feng, the injuries and hardships they suffered were undoubtedly the most in the team, these two children who looked like they were only in their teens, even if they had the blood of the ancient creation gods flowing in their blood, they would still feel pain, and they would still feel afraid, but they never flinched in front of the enemy.

From the moment Fang Wuhan fell, they were ready to be wiped out, although they had communication crystals with them, and they were able to contact the survivors on the ground, but it was also unnecessary, because death was such a thing, it was better not to let your teammates know......

The fat man was blown up to the wall and fell from a height of seven or eight meters, and the dull sound of landing echoed in this empty hall like the death knell of death.

Yagrilev was held in the hands of the Heavenly Guard, but his expression became more and more painful, and after a few seconds, they realized that the hands of the Heavenly Guard had turned red, and this monster was actually trying to burn Yagrilev by heating itself!

Of course, it's just a war machine with no feeling and no life, and it's okay to resist ten magical energy cores with its body just now, let alone heating itself up?

They could see that its temperature continued to rise, and the iron hand holding Yagrilev soon became as crystal clear as glass, which was heated to the white-hot stage in just a dozen seconds, and Yagrilev had been swallowed by deadly flames.

"Your Majesty! It's time to wake up......"

Yagrilóf used his last life to make a final cry for help to the world, not to any survivor, but to the king he had betrayed.

His voice echoed in the empty hall like a melodious song, lingering like a resentful spirit......

The voice was suddenly drowned out by a divine cry like an angel's descending.

On Fang Wuhan's side, a bright light like sunrise lit up, as if in that dark corner, a sun was slowly rising.

I saw that Fang Wuhan was slowly standing up from the center of that light, a pair of huge golden wings flapping behind him, and a golden armored eagle god hovering above his head.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, loaded, and aimed at the Heavenly Guardian.

The Heavenly Guardian threw Yagrillev aside, raised his hands at Fang Wuhan, and saw that two black hole cannon muzzles suddenly appeared in the center of its huge mechanical palms, and at the same time, a burst of bright light also emitted from its chest, and that light also carried a magical roar, which was clearly a magic cannon!

Fang Wuhan's trigger was pulled, and the sound wave that broke out turned Fang Wuhan's side into a dust-free place, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the blue gunfire was pressed by the golden light emitted by the golden complete feather, and at that moment, an eagle roar that resounded through the sky and earth came from Fang Wuhan's body.

The Heavenly Machine Guardian fired a salvo of artillery fire, and countless terrifying lasers suddenly shot out towards Fang Wuhan.

But these lasers were all forced back by that feather.

That feather, as if it had an "irresistible" spell, didn't slow down even when it met those lasers.

The intact Laday Wing God Feather tore through all the lasers, right in the middle of the Heavenly Machine guarding the chest.

At that moment, it was as if the heavens and the earth were silent, there was no sound, there was no expected fire, everything was so quiet.

The next moment, the body of the Heavenly Machine Guardian suddenly became distorted, as if this huge robot was just an oil flower floating on the water, and now the water surface was stirred, and the oil flower also formed a whirlpool.

Golden feathers flew out of the center of the whirlpool and flew towards the ceiling of the main hall with a scorching wave of air.

The moment the feather touched the ceiling, it turned into a twisted vortex, and then the feather flew into the darkness farther away, twisting everything and air in its path into a whirlpool.

The explosion came, and the body of the Heavenly Machine Guardian suddenly collapsed, and even the magical energy core in its body had not had time to explode, it had been destroyed by that powerful force, and this war machine, which had carried the power of destruction a few seconds ago, had now become a pile of broken copper and iron in front of them.

"Quick! Go save people! Uncle Pilot said as he ran out of the load-bearing pillar and ran towards Yagrilev.

The flames on Yagrilev had been extinguished, and now he was lying on the ground, like a burnt twig.

Su Ya was still lying in the load-bearing column, the fat man was also lying in the corner, the young man of 402 was running towards the fat man, and the uncle of 302 was running towards Fang Wuhan.

Fang Wuhan was walking towards them with the Time Heavy Cannon.

They were victorious, defeating the Guardian of the Heavenly Machine, but they also lost three of their teammates.

Fang Wuhan felt an influx of demonic energy, presumably because the feathers of the Ladi Wing God had opened a hole in the illusion, and then he received the "magic signal".

This move is undoubtedly to report their current situation to the three Protoss rebels, their group of guinea pigs, for the three Protoss rebels, should have been trapped in this maze a long time ago, but now, not only were they not trapped in it, but they also destroyed all the way, killed the cats in the maze, ate the cheese in the maze, and even took out the feathers of the maze maker......

This group of mice really doesn't look like a good stubble.

"Leave it to me." Fang Wuhan walked to the fat man's side and waved his hand to signal the young man of 402 to retreat.

The fat man fell in a pool of blood, only the last faint breath remained, presumably this is also the credit of that healing charm, if there is no healing charm, I'm afraid no one can resist that wave of attacks......

Fang Wuhan cast a spell, condensing into a green magic ball the size of a watermelon between his hands, and the mysterious symbols in the magic ball swirled and lingered, so beautiful.

In the next second, Fang Wuhan slammed the entire magic ball towards the fat man, and the green light instantly burst out from the fat man's body, and there were even some green butterflies flying around the fat man......

The corners of Fang Wuhan's mouth raised slightly, and he gently wiped the blood on the fat man's face, then got up and walked towards Yagrilev......