Chapter 169: Western Magic Battle

Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.inforeadx;" This is incredible!" the crowd murmured, unable to take their eyes off the intoxicating scenery in front of them

"How could Scissors Bay be like this" A hint of gloom flashed inexplicably on Wutian's face, the Scissors Bay in his imagination was a place full of killing and fighting, only in this way could they die safely

"There is a magical breath!" "Thin Monkey is very sensitive, he is the person who has fought the most with the magic army in the army, he has a lot of experience, and his natural spiritual sense tells him that there are already magicians who have entered the real Scissors Bay before them

"Quack, I can't imagine that the Easterners can find this place, and they can find the direction without the blessing of the gods" A few contemptuous laughter suddenly came from the void, which suddenly made Wutian and the others a little creepy, and more than two hundred people all subconsciously took a step back

"Hahaha, you want to die so much, why are you still hiding, Assal, do you remember me?"

Wutian recognized the origin of the other party from his voice, it was none other than Assar, a high-ranking magician in the magic army

"Yo he, who should I be, it turned out to be Wutian, not to be your deputy general in the army, how can you go deep into the front line" Asal gradually appeared, and behind him, there were twenty or thirty magicians in white robes

"Last time, you escaped on the different battlefields, and today I just took your dog's life" Wutian didn't answer the other party, but stared at him coldly, wishing to put him to death

"God's people, let the magic shine on the earth, spread hope to the world, and kill these damned demons!" Assar commanded

"Warriors, no matter what reason you came for, now is the time to kill!" Wutian did not expect to incite these unruly and committed great sins, and after a symbolic roar, he took the lead in meeting them

"Kill!" the thin monkey's eyes almost burst into sparks, and the remnants of the wind certainly didn't know what was hidden in them

"Kill!" "Kill!"

The deafening shouts of killing spread, and they were almost all like skinny monkeys, as if they were inherently incompatible with these magic armies

Soon they were completely at war together, and the shaman was a magician