As soon as the two moved, the headquarters of the three major forces were in an uproar at the same time, and the mainstream was actually reprimanding and scolding.

"Bastard! Don't interfere with your mortal enemy's abilities!"

"Can't you just die honestly?

"You're going to ruin the great things of humanity!"

Only a few of the most knowledgeable ones looked at each other and even exclaimed, not only for their actions, but also for their methods.

"One Tree! This ability is One Tree!"

"The life-saving secret of the Silver Sè Coastal Family...

He's definitely Pfister!"

"Pfister! is it actually Pfister?" Among the three major forces, Pfister, the leader of the younger generation, is very famous, and his family's ancestral ability is also very famous, once it is broken, it is impossible to hide it, so the insults on the scene immediately subsided a lot, and more people opened their eyes wide.

"One tree and one hundred gains" with one enemy and one hundred killer moves, the secret of the silver sè coast. More than 100 years ago, it set a record, and a single person unleashed more than 300 abilities of the same level at the same time, directly emptying half of the city, which is actually a big killer in group fights. It's worth a look!

Townsend is a newcomer to the paranormal world, and of course he won't be called by anyone, but he is recognized by others as having a weapon in his hand.

"God is above!

That's the sword of the last generation of apostles!" The great priests of the Glorious Holy City jumped and shouted, and those who didn't know thought they were cheering for the heroes of the human race.

"Sword of Destiny, that's the property of the Church!"

"It must be the despicable conspiracy of the Psychic Master Guild ......"

"It's actually the Twin Swords of Destiny?!" However, the Psychic Master Guild had another discussion: "Strange, this sword was forged by the Guild Qiancui, but it was snatched away by the Apostle a long time ago, is this person related to the Apostle?"

"What does this person have to do with the apostle?

"Jacoberg, is he worthy to stand with Pfister?"

Suddenly, the identity of Pfister's companions was confused, and the attention of the three major forces to him rose rapidly.

Nameless village, the two of them are desperate and unstoppable!

At a distance of less than fifty meters, it was instantly filled with flying nèn buds, leaves, huā petals, and silky seeds: the tip of the Calamity Sword shook wildly, and countless small circles of light burst out and rushed over!

One tree and one hundred gains, the signature skill of the Trident Ability Female Evil Star back then, the best example of ants gnawing elephants, quantitative changes to qualitative changes: the twin swords of fate, the portable sword of the eleventh apostle of the previous generation of the Glorious Church, has never had only one in the world, but it is a chaotic blade that runs rampant in all directions.

The buds are green, the leaves are royal blue, the petals are purple, the silk is silvery-white, and there are countless golden sè small circles mixed in from time to time!

The sworn enemy of the "Bonggo" totem opened its mouth again, but it only spat out two words this time, and countless abilities had already pounced.

At this moment, the brilliance is hidden!

More than 200 abilities erupt outside the protective shield, and its belly has become a secret realm for breeding rainbows!

The giant totemic enemy no longer seems to be an ugly creature, but now more like a cute and auspicious creature that can attract rainbows. All kinds of brilliant, elegant, vulgar, and dim lights are vying to bloom in front of it!

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning reflect each other, and the curse of life flies together!

Ancestral spirits roar above, and vicious vines entangle below!

The protective shield, which would not have been seen by ordinary people, was immediately dragged to a light ten times more fierce than the scorching sun of midsummer, and was held back to death by the impact inside and out. Thousands of purples and thousands of reds are all in one bag, even if it is the bladder of a true god, it has to obediently show its original form!

The huge oval dome is tight, tightly sealed, and there are six leashes left for the six empty high-backed chairs...

The ugly sculpture on the top of the high-span chair, although it is magma, is biting this frenulum although it is magma.

The power of the intense ability is endless, and even a tenth of the attack has not yet penetrated into the cover, but the needle-shaped ability has all collapsed, it is called bad for you, baby, not to hold the baby, such a violent energy attack!

The aperture of the Calamity Sword came first, and most of them drilled into an elliptical dye vat before the needle-shaped ability collapsed, and finally flashed a little Octavia light, which burst silently, and the Octavia sè filled the entire cover, and even expanded the film by more than two inches!

Around the pitch-black plane, countless small fireballs burst out in the air, and countless colorful serpentine lines were burned to ashes.

In the scream, the six eagles shattered at the same time!

In the violent tremor, all six chairs were broken!

It's a pity that no one in the headquarters of the three major forces saw this scene, and there was an upper limit to the ability to receive light, and the hundreds of abilities of Pfister exploded, and the whole picture of the "division" turned white!

Totem mortal enemies don't take these small abilities in their eyes, at most they are only sixth-level human abilities, even if they are invaded into the body, it doesn't matter if they itch, but when the abilities are really there, the mortal enemy knows that the world has changed, and the whole body is immediately paralyzed, unable to move! There are countless bubbles on the surface of the skin that are bulging, and there are large and small

を grain is squeezing each other.

How is it possible? Mankind must have used despicable means!

On the opposite side of the mortal enemy, the two masked men also looked like dementia, and they used all their strength before making a move for fear that they would not be able to break through the defense, so both of them instantly overdrew their physical strength and almost collapsed directly.

How could they have imagined that their "bah" would have such power?

The mortal enemy is not moving, the mortal enemy is bursting all over, and the mortal enemy is letting out an unwilling cry of pain, don't pretend?

They don't know the situation of their opponents, and they have to continue to hold on. Pretending to be a big-tailed wolf is not good, knocking out teeth and swallowing blood, you must not spit out, and if you are seen through by your mortal enemy, you will die.

At this moment, no one could have imagined that the mortal enemy in front of him was really finished. How could such a big mortal enemy be cut off with one slash? If they knew the truth about the totemic mortal enemy, and knew that their ability was just a fire that lit the fuse......

"Well done. A voice suddenly appeared behind them: "The shield of the totemic enemy, it turns out to be this shape. ”

"Where are you going to die?" Townsend snorted, "You only came like this?

"I knew it was dangerous, so I was busy sealing the village. The contemporary masters are not ashamed: "How did you grow up to be so brainless as you?"

"You can take a look at it and see if this thing is dead. ”

"You are very skilled in instructing others, this masked tiny gma turned his head to look at Fest: "A hundred trees, a long time to hear of the famous!"

"There's something you have to do well," the master patted Pfister on the shoulder, and by the way, slapped half of the torn scroll in front of Pfister: "In a moment, if I send out a victory fire, you can grab this bastard next to you, hands, feet and heads, remember to put it in front." Pfister was surprised by the master's peculiar request, and Townsend next to him had already asked, "What are you doing with me?...

"Feed to the sworn enemy, of course. Ingmar's tone was cold: "If you can stink a totem to death, you can also sacrifice your life for mankind." ”

"This old man is not normal today. Townsend said to Fischett through the inner passage of the mask, "Shall we run or what?"

"Master, this totem enemy is mortal enemy" Pfister asked seriously, "Is it dead?"

"This in front of you?" Master Ingmar shook his head, his face scethereal: "Actually, when you prick the needle, it is dead." ”

"What?" the two shook their heads together, this behemoth reacted very slowly and stupidly, but there was no lack of coercion, strength and the like, a jiāo gasp could scare the timid to death, how could it be dead?

"This thing, it never lived. ”

"Impossible!"

"Why is it called a totem mortal enemy?" Ingmar snorted coldly: "Because only by breaking the totem can you see the real mortal enemy!"

"Tang Quelsa, Your Excellency the Brave of Silvertao: Fez, Audri Connor, Your Excellency the Wise of Silvertao. Before the two of them could speak in surprise, Ingmar called out their full names and titles: "You are worthy of being proud of your achievements, and I believe that there will be a special seat for the two of them in the Firmament Council." ”

Townsend and Pfister held their breath as they prepared to listen to his explanation: It's just a totem to break, and it's something to be proud of?

"The totem is a mortal enemy! This thing, in the barbarian era, is known as invincible in a hundred battles, and there are countless human blood debts on his hands!" Ingmar's words also carried three points of pride, and the two of them were able to kill a totem, which was completely unexpected by him. This is the war machine of the sworn enemy, the power that can influence the tide of battle.

"Whether it's a coincidence, it's a design. After all, you broke it! This is the twelfth mortal enemy totem that mankind has broken in history!" The master's tone was serious, revealing the essence of the matter: "Your merits are indelible!"

"The credit for turning Yintao City over is very eye-catching, but don't be robbed. In the next battle, Ingmar was ready to bear it, and these words were actually his final guidance.

Townsend nodded slightly, and his heart began to calculate, and the gaze that looked at the totem was different.

"Crack!" a thin cracking sound came from the side of the totem's mortal enemy, its metal helmet exploded into three petals, and a single horn with a dark red sè on its head finally cracked into pieces!

With a "bang", the skin of the entire totem burst open, and the thirty-and-a-half-height body was actually filled with fine black sand. Now the restraints are gone, and they immediately fall apart and all collapse!

No dust, no loud noises, just the sound of a thin flow.

The black sand covered the ground and continued to move forward, as smooth as the flow of water, without even much friction, and the black sand overflowed the instep of the three people, then over the ankles, and until the knees did not stop.

The three of them didn't move away, Pfister was shocked and seemed to retreat, Ingmar leaned forward as if to watch, and didn't bother to speak again because Townsend was abnormal.

After seeing this tiny black sand, Townsend, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was actually trembling!

His brave mask suddenly turned blood-red, that is, there were too many twills and too dense, completely overshadowing the bottom sè!

"Dead......" he muttered, "all dead......"

The sè belt on the masquerade flows rapidly, emitting a flaming red light outward!

Townsend slowly bent down, reached out and scooped a handful of the air on his knee, his eyes drooped, staring straight at the empty palm, and muttered, "It's been less than ten ......minutes since I'm dead."

Ingmar's brows furrowed, and she stopped talking. From the totem breaking the plane to the end of the battle, it was not even two minutes, ten minutes, where is this?

Townsend's palm tilted slowly, like a handful of sand in his palm, sliding down the edge of his palm. Although Townsend was wearing a mask, Ingmar and Pfister could see it clearly, his body was trembling, his anger was condensing, and his voice changed from clear to dry to hoarse in just two muttered words!

Gradually, Ingmar and Pfister felt that the supernatural elements around them were agitated, and even affected and blocked their perceptions, and there was an invisible pressure around them. It's like countless eyes locking on themselves, countless shouts calling themselves, and they don't know or understand.

But Townsend seemed to understand.

"Got it," Townsend withdrew his hand, "I see." ”

After three seconds of silence, Townsend nodded at the empty ground, as if there were countless people surrounding him, waiting for his promise.

The tone of his voice was very calm: "I'll take care of this." ”

The two people around Townsend didn't know what was going on, but they didn't bother: the two in the distance didn't know anything either, only worried.

After another second, Townsend added, hard as steel: "I'll take care of it to the end." ”

As soon as the words fell, the knee-deep black sè gravel with a radius of hundreds of meters sank down at the same time!

Ingmar and Pfister noticed at the same time that the pressure surrounding them suddenly decreased, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately wondered, why did the abnormal power bring pressure to themselves?

Townsend stands with his body standing upright, his sword in his left hand, standing upright, and saluting!

Pfister recognized this salute, half a month ago, on the battlefield full of corpses, Townsend used this solemn etiquette for the first time, but here, now there is nothing?

Townsend's body rotated, causing his gaze to spin.

Gaze to, salute to. Greetings, promises. So the black sand was gone, and then the dust and smoke melted.

Ingmar closed his eyes slightly, his perception completely covered the fan of Townsend's field of vision, and he didn't know what he noticed, his face deteriorated slightly, and finally became iron-blue.

After the ceremony, take it.

Pfister asked worriedly, "Townsend?"

"I'm sorry. Townsend laughed to himself and whispered, "I just got sick, and it was such a tragedy last time." ”

"It's not serious, is it?" First thought he was really "sick".

"It's not serious. Townsend shook his head, his tone unquestionable: "From now on, Pfister, you stand on my left." ”

Shi finally got his wish, and he saw Townsend's serious moment, but he would rather he never have the idea.

+ Passion

"Where do I stand?" asked Ingmar tentatively.

"Love stands wherever it stands. Townsend tore off the corner of his robe and wrapped the hilt of the calamity sword into his right hand, and Fest knew that this action was a desperate move for hooligans to fight, but he didn't ask, because Townsend now gave people a very clear feeling.

Although he spoke softly and moved softly, he was like a thunderstorm brewing and a silently burning line of fire.

Townsend is about to blow up!

Because Townsend saw not only Black Sand, but also the same number of creatures as Black Sand.

That kind of tragic situation can only be seen by Townsend!。