There was a crisp clash of weapons in the wind, and a faint scarlet blushed away the yellow sand that had not changed for a hundred years. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dilumudo reversed the spear on his back, picked up the prepared Perishable Yellow Rose and rushed out of the dust, and erupted into a stormy attack, all eyes were full of golden shining spears, once injured by the Yellow Rose, the curse of the rules would cause irreparable wounds.

He doesn't have a powerful treasure skill that kills with one hit, nor does he have the inherent enchantment that erodes reality, and he can stand tall among the seven major professions, it is the weapon in his hand and the combat skill that turns into instinct, and the vocal cords immediately let out a joyful roar, Di Lumudo's movements suddenly sped up a little, and his steps were wrong, and he judged Chu Ci's next move in his heart, and accurately intercepted the opponent's change of direction.

"Refreshing, isn't it just such a hearty battle that I dreamed of!!"

"Oh, really?"

However, this danger is not worth mentioning to Chu Ci, the primordial fire dodged Zhu Yue's undisciplined attack with a light sideways turn, and then turned around, burning a fire sword with the natal element, and slashed at the back of Dilumudo's neck, which had already staggered by, forcing Dilumuduo away At the same time, the primordial fire also brought Zhu Yue into the chaos here.

One pick one plus one pick five is completely different from two pick six, the original fire keenly sensed Zhu Yue's unfamiliar fighting instinct in the first blow, and immediately led him to Chu Ci's side, one can relieve the pressure on Chu Ci, and the other is to let Zhu Yue disrupt the rhythm of others.

Chu Ci slashed down with a sword, the destruction sword light and the magic sword liberation and the trial of fire collided, in the rolling yellow sand, a sand pit with a diameter of more than 20 meters quietly melted, and all around the sand pit was burned into a glass knot, even the air was distorted, and in the violent energy flow, Lancelot, who had the protection of the elf, rushed straight out, and the indestructible lake light cut out the second fire trial.

At such a close distance, the trial of fire was almost instantaneous, Chu Ci's hand shook, and the gloom of final destruction turned from a sword to a shield, and pieces of lotus flowers bloomed, like a magic lotus, carrying the magic cannon blasted out by Lancelot.

The jewel sword in Zelrich's hand slashed five swords in a row, each sword split a dimension, and the destructive magic energy from the dimensional world was like a heavenly river falling into the nine heavens, no matter whether it was friend or foe, it rushed straight towards Chu Ci and Lancelot.

"Why should you take out the energy without self-will? If the second method is to extract the magic of the parallel world, then I will be disappointed. Lancelot let go of a sword and slashed through the torrent of magic energy and rushed out, but Chu Ci didn't do anything to resist, let the powerful torrent of magic power hit his body, on the surface of Tsing Yi, the complex alchemy array was lit up, decomposed and refined, and then swallowed into the body, the chaos furnace directly transported the purified energy to all parts of the body, and digested it for his own use with just one breath.

"Wait a minute, the feast is still to come." Zelrich understood the rules of this seemingly inherent enchantment space from the moment the Alchemy Sanctuary unfolded, seeing that Chu Ci was not defeated by one enemy and nine, his hands were also a little itchy, what if the ancestor Zhu Yue was next to him, he could unite other true ancestors and magic envoys to banish Zhu Yue once, and now he can do it again, so the interest of the jewel Weng has been placed on Chu Ci.

The gem sword in his hand blasted out a torrent of powerful magic with layers of different parallel space laws and rushed towards Chu Ci, which contained not only the magic energy of the masterless dimension, but also the elemental magic of the parallel world, and the origin magic of the Zelrich people in other parallel worlds.

And at this time, Chu Ci had already been captured by Joan of Arc's posture, and even the torrent of magic that rushed to his eyes and the three enchanted Bazooka shot by Father Dawn couldn't contain a trace of his energy.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the heavens are the great work of the hand of God.

...... Language is conveyed during the day, and knowledge is transmitted at night

They could neither talk nor speak, nor could they even hear their voices.

The warm light spreads across the earth and extends to the very ends of the world.

From the end of the heavens upwards, all the way around to the end of the heavens.

This is where my end is, this is my life, and this is where my life is.

My life is equal to nothingness, like a shadow wandering around.

My bow cannot be relied upon, nor can my sword save me.

With the only thing left, I hope to be able to guard his footsteps......

....... Lord, I entrust this to you—"

Joan of Arc reverently knelt down on the desert, let the yellow sand stain the pale blue robe, cut the palm of his hand with a silver sword, put his hands together, closed his eyes, made a gesture of prayer, the blood was ignited, the flame was burning, and the legend of the body cast the immortality of the heroic spirit.

In the blazing white flames, a silver cross sword emerged, this is the holy sword of lore, the use of this treasure will cause Joan of Arc to lose his life, at the cost of his own life, to destroy all existence.

The Holy Maiden of the Red Lotus!

Joan of Arc should not have been so resolute, but under the influence of Alayya, all the Heroic Spirits had already understood their last enemy, Chu Ci! This is a holy trial, the living can have the Holy Grail, and the dead can only become a stepping stone under the ladder of ascending the sainthood, and Alaya has no good feelings for Chu Ci, and he can't wait to let him die directly, so as not to interfere with the development of the Moon World!

Joan of Arc grabbed the Red Lotus Maiden, and a holy chant suddenly sounded in the sky, and countless holy lights poured in from all directions, converging on the holy sword, igniting the immortal holy flame, which was the conceptual armament of the crystallization of its own mental landscape, using the sword of St. Catherine, which Joan of Arc had never used in her lifetime, as a catalyst, to manifest the flames that had burned itself in the past.

The power that was originally enough to form a huge inherent enchantment, like the Infinite Sword System or the King's Army, all gathered into a small scabbard, and this immeasurable destructive power, even if it was hidden in a small scabbard, could not deceive Chu Ci's Sage Spirit.

It's going to be deadly!

The next blow is a must-kill that runs through time and space, and the flame contained in the scabbard will only damage the target that Joan of Arc thinks must be defeated, and God knows what Alaiyah has instilled in Joan of Arc, otherwise the sword should not have come out directly.

In front of Joan of Arc, the Luanwei Flower Sacred Flag named 'My God is Here' fluttered in the wind, angels blessed, heroes sang, and the invincible realm was held up by Joan of Arc's side, and a hasty blow could never break through the defense of the Holy Flag.

Not to mention that Zhu Yue had gradually picked up his long-sealed battle instinct in the fast-paced battle, the Scarlet Blood Moon!

In the blue sky, I don't know when a blood moon hangs, the huge moon is extremely low, and with the eyesight of the primordial wind, you can even see the undulating craters above, and the abundant moon energy envelops the entire desert.

Under the authority of the Moon King, all allied units have their full stats doubled, and all allied Dead Apostles' all stats have doubled.

The never-ending hot wind brought the dull flow of mercury and mercury to the primordial wind, and before you knew it, the tens of thousands of Macedonian legions were dyed with an ominous layer of scarlet, and their strong bodies became harder and more rigid, and their hearts beat more powerfully, making a clear beating sound, and the more turbulent blood under the pressure made their blades swift and powerful.

The speed is fast to a certain extent, not that it can break how many layers of sound barriers or literary and artistic points say that time is gently slowed down, but that this world will open up a special straight space channel, this channel is not in the Four Realms, no one can enter this channel by other factors, extending in all directions and allowing the old driver to shuttle to the limit, according to the term, it is teleportation, that is, teleportation to something and anywhere (Chu Ci used to use space jumping, which is called flashing).

Otherwise, not to mention the Primordial Wind that weighs nearly eighty kilograms, even if a Shuanghui ham sausage can reach a quarter of the speed of light, the kinetic potential energy alone can poke the Earth King into a bright light, and at the same time blow the Earth into pieces.

The feet of the primordial wind do not touch the ground, it is almost enough to enter the realm of teleportation, his figure is everywhere in the sky and the earth, the Macedonian legion has to deal with not one person, but a monster that can use extreme speed to separate tens of millions, almost every Macedonian soldier has to face two or three remnants of the primordial wind.

Although there are many warriors who are more brave than himself in the army of the king summoned by Iskandar, the original wind is not a vegetarian, no matter how brave the generals are, they can launch one or two attacks at most in a round, but the original wind has already finished a set of Baji Fist plus sixty-four times of Zhou Tianxing Doushen Fist, and hurriedly ran to rub and abuse other miscellaneous soldiers.

Other people's mowing is a group of miscellaneous soldiers waiting to be cut in a circle by the general, and the mowing of the primordial wind is to directly mow nearly 50,000 average D-attribute heroic spirits at the same time and in the same second.

As soon as he took the first breath, Iskandar felt that the magic power in his body was volatilized in large sections, it was the Macedonian soldier who was killed by the primordial wind, and even Iskandar himself, if it wasn't for the attributes that could withstand it, would have been beaten to the ground and reduced to a first-class miserable commodity of sandbags.

Fortunately, Weber had already used all three spells on Iskandar according to Luoluo's instructions before the battle, and all the spells were used to bless Iskandar's upper limit of mana and mana recovery speed, and after a few breaths, the mana rose back, and the new Macedonian legion was summoned, and with the intention of the king of conquest, fill the bottomless pit of primordial wind with bloody sea of people tactics.

At this time, the Scarlet Blood Moon appeared, and the miscellaneous soldiers who could be killed in seconds with twenty punches of the Primordial Wind now also killed in seconds, but they needed forty punches, so the Primordial Wind, which was still at ease, seemed a little passive.

The only one who has not been blessed by the Scarlet Blood Moon may be Chu Ci's current biggest enemy, Joan of Arc!

The Luanwei Flower Sacred Banner held up the white holy barrier, not only dispelling Chu Ci's delusion of interrupting the spell casting, but also keeping out the evil power, even if the Scarlet Blood Moon was not aimed at Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc's prayers were not long, and the reason why it felt so long was that the pace of this battle was too fast, except for Father Dawn, who could not keep up with the rhythm a little, everyone else did everything they could, with only each other in their eyes and only one wish in their hearts.

The Heavenly Locks that flew out of the golden cyclone intercepted the Primordial Soil slightly, and in this moment, the enraged Gilgamesh had chosen to put everyone to the most brutal judgment.

The King of Gold clenched his obedient sword, which roared like a creature in his hand, and flew into the air like a judge overlooking all beings, his scarlet eyes upside down, and proudly declared:

"Look up at the sky!! Cheap people!! The price of daring to anger the king, let you taste it from the bottom of your heart!! ”

The tornadoes overlapped each other, giving birth to even more huge air bombs, and suddenly in the dark night sky, a blood-red magic array appeared, enveloping the entire inherent enchantment, and the rumbling sound of floods was heard in all directions, and the obedient sword was shot into the sky by the longbow that Gilgamesh took out at some point, activating the ancient magic array, and a golden giant sword nearly 100 meters long slowly poked out from the magic array.

The devastating flood that has nowhere to hide in all directions, and the sword of creation that tears through the space and keeps ringing, combined together, is Gilgamesh's ultimate move!

"Heaven and Earth, Waves of the End!"

The holy flame burned, the holy sword fell, and Joan of Arc held the holy daughter of the red lotus, and instantly appeared in front of Chu Ci, the mission of killing something and rescuing the world turned into the cause and effect of absolute fate, so that Chu Ci had nowhere to hide.

"Despair will be followed by hope!!"

"The Darkness of Final Destruction, the World-Destroying Dragon Snake, the Sage Immortal!" The shield in Chu Ci's hand re-transformed into a world-destroying dragon snake named 'Despair', with slender and elegant body lines, cold and clear scale armor, huge and hideous dragon wings, staggered and majestic spikes, and a single horn that symbolizes the only one.

The World-Destroying Dragon Snake surrounded Chu Ci, and the surging spiritual power of the Sage-level condensed into substance, turning into two silver-white shining eyeballs, which fell on the body of the World-Destroying Dragon Snake with a pitch-black body, putting the finishing touch, and immediately activating the essence of the world-destroying Darkness of Final Destruction!

"Gaia, Alayah, don't blame me! I just want to protect myself, and I don't want to destroy the world. Chu Ci thought so in his heart, and then suddenly felt relieved, there was nothing in the void, as if there was no monitoring of two pairs of eyes.

"Up!"

Chu Ci slapped the Holy Maiden of the Red Lotus in Joan of Arc's hand, and the world-destroying dragon snake hissed, and soon turned into a desperate poisonous dragon more than three hundred meters long, fighting against the flood and golden giant sword comparable to the power of heaven.

Rumble!!! (To be continued.) )