Chapter 340

Time is like sand in your hand, always slipping away inadvertently, and more than ten days have passed.

Zixuan, Wei Ziqing, Sequoia, and Zixuan, who were chatting in the hall, felt that an invisible coercion appeared in the void, and the murderous aura followed.

The faces of the four of them changed dramatically in an instant, and they all stood up, walked out of the hall, and looked up.

Countless armies of the Protoss could be faintly seen in the void, and the murderous aura came from this.

"Upper town. ”

Zixuan Wuyu was the first to fly into the void, followed by Zixuan Wuyu, Wei Ziqing, and Sequoia, who also flew into the void.

The four of them landed on the top of the city one after another, and then a hundred figures flew up from the city, and they all landed on the top of the city, surrounding Sirao.

Zixuan Wuyu looked up at the army of the Protoss in the void and muttered, "The one who came is not good." ”

"Are the Protoss strong this time?" asked Sequoia.

"Very strong, there are at least ten True God Realm seals their own strength, and one is stronger, although they have sealed their own strength, but there is still a difference between them and ordinary god level. "Zixuan has no rain road.

"What? Isn't there a God King Realm here?" Wei Ziqing said in surprise.

"It shouldn't be a god king, but it's not too bad, it's almost a half-step god king. "Zixuan has no rain road.

"Brother, are you sure?" Zi Xuan, who had been speechless, asked speechlessly.

"That half-step god king will only know until he has been beaten, and the rest is not to worry about. "Zixuan has no rain road.

Zixuan was speechless, Wei Ziqing, and Sequoia were all sweating, knowing that this level was not easy.

At this moment, the army of the Protoss stood in the void, already surrounded by the Shengjing City, and more than a hundred god-level Protoss generals surrounded a middle-aged Protoss, like stars and moons.

The middle-aged Protoss looked down at the people in the city, his face was full of contempt and disdain, and with a slight wave of his hand, three Protoss generals flew out behind him, standing in the middle of the confrontation between the two armies.

"Who killed more than a hundred god-level generals of my god clan? dare to come out and fight?" one of the three god generals said angrily.

Zixuan Wuyu knew that this battle was inevitable, got up and flew to the opposite side of the three Protoss generals, stood a hundred meters apart, and said in a cold voice: "You three True God Realm sealed your own strength, are you here to find me?"

"It's you, you are really like us, you have sealed your own strength, otherwise how could you kill so many gods of our god race. "The original word of God will speak.

"Don't talk nonsense, victory is victory or defeat, are you coming alone, or are the three of you going together?" Zi Xuan Wuyu's mind moved, and a dark golden battle armor appeared on his body, holding a dark golden spear and pointing at the opposite three yang.

"True artifact, you're really not simple. "A handsome of the three Protoss generals on the opposite side.

"Since you have the blessing of the true artifact, I'm afraid that one person is not your opponent, of course, the three of you have no choice but to go together. "The original words of the Protoss Warlord said.

"Shameless. The redwoods at the head of the city heard the words of the Protoss warlord and said angrily.

"Three of them come together, what am I afraid of, kill. ”

Zixuan Wuyu had the spear in his hand like an angry dragon, roaring and rushing towards the three Protoss generals opposite.

"When, when, when······"

The sound of weapons colliding was endless, and the four figures were constantly hovering in the void.

The four of them are all true god realms, and although they have sealed their strength at the god level, their strength is still not comparable to the extraordinary god level.

Although Zixuan Wuyu is a pair of three, it is still a sound and impressive fight, and it does not fall behind, and even has a slight upper hand.

The aftermath of the battle made the sky tremble, the earth roared, and many cracks appeared on the ground, spreading into the distance, and there was no edge in sight.

As time passed, Zixuan Wuyu became more and more courageous, almost pressing the three Protoss generals to fight.

A Protoss general was a little careless, and was stabbed by Zixuan Wuyu's shot

With an "ah", a piece of golden blood spilled, and a Protoss warrior turned into a blood mist under this shot.

One of the Protoss generals was injured, which shocked the other two Protoss generals, this seemed to be a chain reaction, the two Protoss generals were distracted, and Zixuan's two shots arrived without rain.

Two more pieces of blood rain fell, and the three Protoss generals were injured one after another, which made the three Protoss generals who were already at a disadvantage even worse, and after a few moves, two of the three Protoss generals had fallen.

The last surviving Protoss warrior was pale and panicked at the moment, and turned around and ran.

Zi Xuan Wuyu would not let go of this opportunity, and the spear in his hand flew out in an instant like a long rainbow through the sun.

With a "poof", the last Protoss battle was pierced by Zixuan Wuyu's shot, and he lost his breath in a face of unwillingness.

Zi Xuan flicked his spear without rain, and the corpse of the Protoss flew out far away, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground, splashing dust.

Zi Xuan Wuyu stood in the middle, looking at the most powerful middle-aged god clan on the opposite side and said, "You can obviously save them, why don't you take action?"

"Haha, we Protoss have always only had heroes who died in battle, and there were no cowards who escaped. The middle-aged Protoss was indifferent to the deaths of the three Protoss and laughed.

"This is your Protoss?" Zixuan said without rain.

The middle-aged Protoss took one step at a time, seemingly slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast, and instantly appeared on the opposite side of Zixuan Wuyu.

Zi Xuan Wuyu looked at the middle-aged god clan opposite, his brows furrowed, and he felt a majestic pressure pressing on his chest, and even his breathing was a little heavy.

The middle-aged Protoss's mind moved, and a dark golden armor appeared on his body, and a spear also appeared in his hand.

"True artifact. Zixuan Wuyu said in his heart.

"Now I can avenge the three of them. ”

After the middle-aged god clan finished, the spear in his hand stabbed out, and this spear seemed to pass through the void, and instantly appeared on Zixuan Wuyu's chest.

Zixuan Wuyu had been ready for battle for a long time, but this shot was too fast, which surprised Zixuan Wuyu.

Zi Xuan's body retreated, and the spear in his hand instantly stabbed out.

The tips of the two spears collided together, like two lightning bolts colliding together, shining brightly, emitting a thunderous "boom".

Zi Xuan felt a huge force coming when he didn't rain, his arms trembled, and his body involuntarily retreated more than a dozen feet away.

The middle-aged Protoss looked at Zi Xuan Wuyu who had fallen out, and he was not in a hurry, the spear in his hand stabbed out again, and instantly appeared on Zi Xuan Wuyu's chest again.

With a "boom", Zixuan Wuyu blocked it again, and his figure retreated more than ten zhang away.

"Boom. ”

Zi Xuan blocked the third shot of the middle-aged god clan without rain, and his figure retreated more than twenty zhang, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

"It's too strong, I'm not an opponent. ”

Zi Xuan Wuyu looked at the middle-aged god clan opposite, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The middle-aged Protoss was still unhurried, and the fourth shot arrived.