Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Gong Gurutu sighed loudly and threw the supreme skull face in his hand. The skull automatically rose when it fell into the wind and sucked at the wave of black death in front of him. The countless dead and withered serpents fell into the skull. The inside of the skull seemed to be a space of its own. At this moment, a blue and black stream was lifted, and the source strangled.

The colorful heart sighed: "You are against me when you live, and you are against me when you die. All right, I'll give you a break. ”

The tri-colored gem scepter flashed red, and the flaming energy with its powerful destructive power was sparked out.

Surface was the master of the energy of wood and earth, opposed to the dark energy of the water at the time of the colored heart, until the colored heart completed the three elements of flame energy, in order to defeat the surface, but found that it had died in the hands of the tyranny.

Therefore, the flame energy is restrained.

At this moment, the colorful heart unleashes his strongest flame of dragons, a flaming flame that has not changed much, except for the powerful explosive energy that explodes in hectares. When it bursts, the raging heat destroys even the rocks for it, and everything in the circle burns out the fire.

This horrible explosive power cannot be resisted.

But Gongurtu can.

“Yay!” Gongurtu suddenly had a strange melody in his mouth.

“Yay!” stood behind Gongurtu and all the priests made the same melody.

At this moment, the ancient singing songs with ancient and barbaric atmosphere are completely over the sky, accompanied by this strange sonic vibration, the flame of the flame is like a stuck shell, spreading from one beat to another.

“Yi, Yi...” more character sounds jumped out, in the air turned into a real existence, it was a strange and strange scene that words could not describe, you can see that the sound had a real form, turned into a cage, blocked this flame.

“Sound prison.” The colorful heart murmurs, “but it doesn't mean anything to me. ”

His hands trembled slightly, and the surrounding space buzzed with violent tremors.

This is a tremor in the deep blue field.

All priests in the deep blue realm feel at the same time enormous constraints that make them a major obstacle to the use of ancient phonetic secrets.

In fact, the so-called phonetic secrets are still essentially the application of source energy, the confinement of flames, and in principle the source energy is also the constraint of source energy.

And as long as it is in the deep blue field, this power will inevitably come to pass.

When the Dark Blue realm is not activated by the colorful heart, it is okay that once it is activated, all the riots feel the power of this constraint and the corresponding suppression effect.

“Psst!”

The roaring chant simultaneously lowered a beat, which is related to power, and when power is suppressed, the tone diminishes.

Touch!

Huge roaring noise.

But it was the flames that broke through the cage.

The flame is energy, but in the hands of both sides of the struggle, energy is like a dough that can be rubbed arbitrarily, round if you want, flattened if you want, sleepy if you want, broken if you want. So the sound can be jailed, the flame can escape, and it can be turned into a dragon with a red flame, and the power comes forward unwinding.

Source energy in all directions is again drawn away, but does not form a turbulent flow of energy. Instead, it continues smoothly. Source energy is extracted from a larger and wider range, and the source is continuously injected, making it more and more massive.

This is what the Imperial Powerful do.

Striking forces can be fixed, even grown, grown, and become stronger as they accumulate.

At the same time, the eighteen priests simultaneously raised their voices and sanskrit more violently, with hundreds of riot royal guards coming out.

As a guardian of the emperor, the significance of their existence is to challenge the strong.

Specially crafted anti-demonic totems allow them to resist energy shocks, and the secrets that are inspired at the cost of life make their attacks even the imperial mighty care.

Psst!

Three hand axes broke out and chopped into a pale heart, while three ax throwers fluttered into powder. This is an attack that focuses all their vitality and may only cause a little minor damage to the pale heart, not even minor damage, but at least threatens him, that's enough!

This is the mission of the Royal Guard!

Three fingers burst out of nowhere on the left hand, and the three battle axes were broken before they came close.

But more tyrannical defenses rushed in, stirring up a wild atmosphere, fierce and fierce rage swept out the flames of terror, crushing one battle axe after the other, to split the heavens and the earth down.

Meanwhile, Gongurtu's voice suddenly soared.

A huge dark shadow emerged from behind him, also with an axe in his hand, chopped away at the front, clearly a phantom body, but cut off the power of the real.

“Guardian soul! You got a lot of good stuff!” The colorful heart cries out.

The Guardian Soul is Alexander Flame, the Founding Sovereign of the Flaming Tribe, who, after his death, dedicated his soul and consecrated it, guarding the Flaming Tribe for life.

This mighty being was an invincible warrior and a mighty spirit after his death.

At this moment under the axe, the colorful heart has a feeling of inescapability.

He sighed.

“That's it. ”

With this sigh, the Dark Blue realm riots, surrounded by countless blue lights.

Under the ultimate blue light, all axe shadows become slow.

At the same time, the colorful heart took away, and the fiery dragon actually returned to his hand, screaming, if a true dragon.

On the three-colored gemstone scepter, the black glow reappears, but not to the opponent, but to the Red Dragon itself.

So the red dragon color began to darken, and the original red flame applied a layer of black light.

“Go! Destroy them!” The colorful heart roared wildly.

Once again, this flaming blue light is cast out.

Black lightning meets the red tide, turning it into the most horrible nightmare, and an unspeakable sense of nausea and dizziness comes to mind.

Several auxiliary priests were influenced by it, and their voices slowed and the tide of darkness broke in.

Bombing, several bodies burst on the spot.

“Hiss!” Awesome call tearing open the sky.

The madness of the face devours the red and black energy, counteracting the effects of the deep blue realm, and the giant Spirit Battle Axe breaks out again, drawing an awesome sharp arc of light.

At last, the colorful heart moves.

For the first time since the battle began, the weird disappeared and the weird appeared on the other side.

But just as he moved, more battle axes threw in.

The Royal Guards are not dying to unleash a blow that can hurt the Imperial Guards with all their life.

Faced with the attack of the Guardian Spirit and the attack of the priesthood, this is the weakest attack.

It is therefore possible to attack the pale heart, because of its weakness, that it is chosen to be spared and unwilling to focus more on it.

Boo!

A flying axe rubbed through the pale heart, breaking the shield, rubbing a fine bloody mouth on his arm, and a bloody flower blossomed quietly.

It's small and has almost no impact and can be restored automatically in the next moment.

But then more flying axes came along.

The colorful heart has to evade once more. As long as it is in the dark blue field, the colorful heart can freely evade, but the cost is that the restraint in the dark blue field will be diminished accordingly, the result is naturally...

Boom!

When the colorful heart reappears, a huge shadow is cast down.

“Ow!”

The colorful heart made a painful howl, and the horror axe shadow of the guardian of the Spirit chopped on him, not cutting off his body, but giving his soul a great pain of torn apart. He preferred to be cut off and quickly recovered with the strength of his royal strength, but the torn pain of his soul made him unbearable and more costly.

The Tide of Darkness rose sharply and swept away. As the Guardian Ying Ling was struck high, the Tide of Darkness rose in the sky. All priests were caught in the Tide of Darkness.

If the previous battle was fought with tremendous tactics, killing tactics, then the traumatized heart used banned tactics. The black-death wave, which relies on the deep blue realm, ignores the process of impact, ignores the influence of war songs and directly wraps all the presence in the area into the black-death wave.

The bodies of the priests began to rot rapidly, and even Gongurtu's body began to crumble continuously.

He instantly gave himself seventy-eight bottles of medicine to deal with the black death energy, but he simply stopped the effects of the black death energy, and the other priests died instantly in white bones as a result of the terrorist attack. Instead, the Royal Guards ignored the fact that these attacks were meant to be a single blow, and that stronger means were meaningless to them.

Whoo!

Long wilderness, split clouds and rainy offenses.

The Royal Guards threw their lives in the wildest and most rushed posture, following the strong and fierce steps of their servants.

Axe like rain!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

The attack of the Guardian of the Spirit is still attacking, and Gongurtu has released twelve more white bone skeletons. As the Temple General Festival, he has a number of means.

Once again, the colorful heart is faced with a choice between which attack it suffers.

He had no choice but to fly an axe.

So the attacks that broke the stars and moon with thunder and shine fell on their hearts, and the blood flowers splattered with them.

“No!” he yelled.

The Fire Dragon spread exponentially and swept across the Quartet, just momentarily spreading a hundred square circles, under which hundreds of royal guards turned into flaming white bones.

But the Guardian Ying Spirit also struck him again, his soul was torn apart again, his pain almost drove him mad, and he had to flee again instantly. But just at the moment he appeared, the facade renounced control of the source energy, and at that moment flew out and rushed to the heart of color. Two sharp fangs stabbed into the body of the pale heart, accompanied by the blow, while the face slammed into pieces and the surge of energy rushed into his body.

“Ah!” cried a painful cry from the colored heart.

“Pity, a supreme skull.” Gongurtu muttered: “But you can change it. ”

“I... remember you! ”

The colorful heart bites his teeth and says, the scepter suddenly releases a great glow, and then it bursts into pieces.

At that moment, the red blue and black tri-colored luminosity rose simultaneously, bursting, and swept out as a wave of ocean tide.

“Ho!” Guardian Ying Ling similarly chopped off his mighty battle axe, accompanied by Gongurtu Kankun's fingertips.

Boom!

The entire heavens and the earth are inundated by this enormous tide of energy.