"Dead, this is dead?"

Violently beaten by Nags until the sword was destroyed, and sixteen spring-loaded steel knives were inserted into the body by Chimonhagrid, Presenel only had a broken body and staggered as he fled.

But when Sunday Hui saw the gap and forcibly grabbed the black ball in the opponent's mouth, Presenel's body fell like rotten dead wood.

Holding the black ball drawn from the opponent's throat in his hand, Zhou Hui still couldn't believe it.

The first was that he didn't believe that such a difficult humanoid beast could die so quickly, and second, he couldn't believe the ease with which the black ball in the other party's throat was picked.

Just pulled heavily, the black ball in the opponent's throat was grabbed by him and into the palm of his hand.

He even used too much force, pulling out the monster's sharp mouthparts that were five meters long.

At the end of his mouthparts is a piece of photographic paper smeared with a black and red pattern.

The other party's behavior made Sunday Hui feel inexplicable.

He grabbed this thing that allowed Zhang Xuezhou and the others to bear the grace of Tur, and saw the black blood flowing on the black ball, which made his palm feel corrosive as being bitten by thousands of poisonous ants.

This made Zhou Hui tear off the little rag left on his body and directly cover the black ball, so as not to make his palm uncomfortable.

"Dead?"

"How did you die?"

Sunday Hui had just wrapped up the black ball with a rag when he heard two voices from among the countless moths in the riot and chaos.

A voice from Naggs, a voice from Chimonhag.

"He's ......"

"Heretics were judged by the god Tours and fell under the grace of God!"

On Sunday, Hui wanted to tell the outrageous story, but the door was opened a few meters away, and Turkalando walked out slowly with a scepter.

Behind Tulcaralando, Ren Anran's body was extremely close and seemed to be pushing hard.

I could see that Turkarando came out a little reluctantly, but he had to get out hard.

She held her scepter and went out almost at the right time.

"Judgment of the gods of Tours?"

Nags heard the biggest joke in the world.

He fought so hard that the sword shattered, and Chimonhag almost used all his means, which became the judgment of the god Tours and fell.

But Presenel did die a little too quickly.

This made Nagus frown, he swept around with a spare ordinary standard sword, and looked at Presenel lying on the ground with only trembling limbs, and had to admit that Presenel had indeed died in a short time.

The trees fell and scattered, and without Presenel's command, countless moths fell into chaos.

There were moths frantically swooping down on all living creatures in sight, moths meeting the distant Turish army entering the city, moths flying into the sky in panic, and moths being driven by physical needs and slamming around the windows of some buildings.

But no moths pounced on Turcarrando and the others, and even several moths crawled in front of Turcarando.

The change made Naggs' eyelids wink.

He felt a strange energy fluctuation in Turcarando's body, and for a moment he felt that the god of Tur was quite good at picking up cheap, or that the other party belonged to some kind of special descender, who was behind the scenes and controlled everything.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little more cautious.

Thinking that Presenel was repeatedly torn and lost his balance by the steel bars and other objects in the ruins during the fierce fight with them, and that the other party's body was difficult to control and abnormal after sucking the blood of Gongyi Xingguangyu and others, this made him sense a strange aura.

He swept with his sword, his eyes fixed on Turcarando, and for the first time, he was a little more wary of the fourth country.

"Huh?"

When Naggs saw someone walking out of the room again, he saw Zhang Xuezhou holding a metal clothes pole to defend himself, which made it difficult for him to complain about this advent for a while.

Some of the Adventists were hidden and wary of Naggs, but some of them made him unable to speak.

In short, he saw that Zhang Xuezhou could be

He was very happy to come over, and he was even happier that the other party was alive.

After a series of slashing and slashing, and relying on his body that was not afraid of the bite of the big moth and the blow of the mouthpiece, Nagus barely rushed out of the moth swarm.

"Did you find the one who released the coordinates?" Nags asked in a quick whisper as he got closer.

"Do you understand the power of faith?" Zhang Xuezhou grabbed the photo of the witch Gu on the ground and asked politely.

"What? Is he?"

"He seems to know a little bit about it, and he has made some use of it, and he may have sent the coordinates to the outside world!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't understand the power of faith, and he can't find out where the thing of faith is, he hopes that Naggs understands a little bit.

"That's right!"

Nags exhaled deeply.

"What kind of coordinates, what kind of thing?"

When Chimonhagrid burst out of the moth and asked, Nags wisely stopped the conversation.

As long as the sender is actually killed, the world will be under control.

His gaze casually swept over Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou needs to be glad that he chose to come to the Red Alliance, if it was located in a convenient place for other Nags, Zhang Xuezhou would have been killed by him a long time ago.

This time, the falling point of the fire meteor was a little weird, and it was all falling towards the Qinmeng area, which also allowed him to search for these arrivals normally.

The only difficulty is finding these deeply hidden descendants.

His brows furrowed, and when Zhang Xuezhou said a word, Naggs's brows furrowed again.

"The power of faith must be removed, beware of being used to release the coordinates again, but I don't understand the power of faith, it seems that there are only false gods and demons on the side of the Seven Dragons......

Nags replied in a low voice in the Red Alliance, his voice uncertain.

Zhang Xuezhou listened to it and moved in his heart.

For many people, they have been in the alien world of science fiction all their lives, and some people have actually seen it.

Just as the people of ancient times sailed to find the New World, the first thing they did was to set up a pole to mark the location, and then seek to conquer.

The Advent are those who seek a new world and a new world, and they are also seeking to conquer and conquer step by step.

"Naggs said that if the false becomes true, is there still a realm after the cultivation of the true self realm reaches the top level!"

The realm of true self is the great limit of cultivation in the other world, and there is an extremely ingenious coincidence with what Naggs said, but Zhang Xuezhou always felt that alien life forms such as Naggs and Bai did not enter a certain world to seek the ultimate in cultivation.

Zhang Xuezhou has seen the fire meteor, and he thinks that the fire meteor may be equivalent to a secret place.

In other words, these adventers are most likely at the level of the Lord of the Holy Land.

But these beings would rather destroy the secret land than enter other worlds, and there must be a higher pursuit, not just the subjugation of the native people by force or some ability.

In a simple comparison, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the true self realm of the other world was not the limit, but it was likely that there was a higher space.

And the higher dimensions are likely to involve the true quest of these Advent to enter the other world.

"Nags will definitely do one thing when he grows stronger, and this thing is the purpose of his coming to this world!"

Thinking of the Nags he knew, and the other party had a ninety percent probability of being an adventist, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little affectionate.

He can't directly probe the secret of Naggs, but as long as he keeps an eye on Naggs, Zhang Xuezhou is likely to know the truth in the future.

"I hope there will be a possibility of my true self in the future!"

In addition to thinking about the destruction of Naggs's behavior in the future, Zhang Xuezhou also wants to push step by step, striving to grasp the things that these people seek and chase in his hands, and even promote the use of them.

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