Legend of the Asura

The ruthless voice of the bloodstream was almost hoarse, and he shouted, madly contacting the Wolf Gang for help. At the same time, start doing everything you can to call all online and offline Blood Gang members.

-15842, -30955, -31022, 30998…

With the Dragon Medal, the ability to attack with impunity increases dramatically. Numerous, dense, huge numbers roared on the first door, a blood trough of 10 million lives dropping at an alarming rate. Seems like it's not enough, the wind has added a "time ring” to itself, the attack speed has soared, the number on the door is floating fast enough in the eyes of others to be difficult to recognize.

Yet another storm roared thunder, releasing the little magic of "Hurricane Thunder” four times at last. Without saying a word, it turned into a white light drilled into the wind and slowly returned to the magic. Small is not stupid, although it can still perform all sorts of advanced magic with the rest of its magic, but with so many enemies, it seems more affordable to use a broad attack curse.

In the wind tower, Xiao Tian, who had a sad face, was staring at the live broadcast in front of him: "Holy shit! When did the boss's little one become so sick? It's become even more perverted than the boss... the number one pet ranking is definitely not covered. ”

'Cause it's the boss's pet! ”Standing in the corner of the hall, Chen Bing-er said coldly.

Xiao Tian: “…”

Small can restore 2% of life and magic per second in contract space, while also replenishing it by taking pills with impunity. A dozen seconds later, under the double supply, the little magic finally recovered to more than 10,000, while the black pressure crowd was again approaching, the corner of the wind slanted, pulling the little one out of the contract space again and throwing him out. Meanwhile, with the heartless, near desperate roar of the bloodstream, the bloodstream helped the first door collapse. It only took less than a minute for him to start shooting with a storm arrow until it was completely destroyed.

This time, no one dares to rush up, because they finally realize that that horrible skill seems to be endless and that it is completely suicidal and impossible to even get a shot at it. They will never sit around and watch the gang get destroyed, but they will not rush to death knowing it was for nothing.

In this way, it gives a small breath opportunity to quickly return to the wind and regain its magic. That minute of performance made the world famous. The magic of terror, which covers a range of more than 200 meters, blinds many players in the world, drops their glasses, and adds crazy envy and jealousy.

From this moment on, Little became the most famous and recognized pet in the world. He was placed on the head with a horrible, absolutely unattractive title.

However, almost everyone ignored the little girl floating behind Shura, who was covered in alternating black-and-white lights and could not even see her face clearly. She has been quietly floating there without a shot, or she has no chance of a shot. But as long as someone dares to come close to the scope of its attacks, they will definitely be killed without mercy. Her skills are not as small as they are, but her composite attributes far exceed them. At least not many players can break her defense throughout the Warsaw Warring Zone.

For ordinary members, gangs are extinguished, they become laughingstock, they feel ashamed, they lose gang teamwork, they lose gang umbrellas, they lose gang extra experience and money boosts, etc. But… as long as they are strong enough, they can still choose to join other, even stronger gangs. So gang destruction has not been completely unacceptable to them.

But for the ruthlessness of the bloodstream, it is two completely different concepts, he hysterically yelled, no matter what the gang members die here, he can never see the bloodstream gang so destroyed.

The more people accumulate, no one dares to rush up, occasionally a few die rushing up, also by a small jump jump jump any few simple magic seconds. At the same time, its magic is restored to its fullness in people's hesitation.

Bang... the second door was destroyed.

Finally, the blood dragged the blood relentlessly and shouted up. The two main families had to follow closely, and countless gangs had to rush up with their scalps, suddenly a group of black-pressed people were blocked from all sides - although they knew that 100% of the result of this rush was cannon ash.

There's nothing wrong with what they think, the wind can't even get back. When the crowd finally rushed 30 meters behind him and the attack began, it made their desperate wind thunder sound again, all without exception, all buried.

The Blood Blood Gang finally became completely silent, the Master was killed in seconds, and they no longer had any resistance. Apart from the wind, no one understood the small details, so its horrible skills were taken for granted as unacceptable - infinite.

After a few minutes of terrible silence, all five doors were finally destroyed, and the wind glimpsed the distant faces of each other, and the stunned players snorted in.

From the guard door to the main hall, it's more than 500 meters away, and there's a group of the most powerful blood-group. But these “mightiest” people are no different from those outside the door.

Without using the curse, he retracted the little one and rushed straight ahead with the star, waving the sword in his hand.

So Shura went everywhere, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and in a bright storm of broken ice and spinning light, the rising crowd fell, and at his very fast rate of movement, they could barely capture his figure, almost entirely MISS, even when attacked on him. And for the stars...

- One, one, one...

How horrible the Star 21,000's defense is, that daunting attack poses no threat to her at all. And under her bright storm, no one can escape the bad luck of being killed in seconds.

For a few seconds, the wind finally rushed unharmed into front of the main hall of the bloodstream. The corner of his mouth revealed a sneer, the sculpture cane in his hand, and a huge black light covered the surrounding space.

“Ghost hell!! ”

The space around the body became completely dim, and all kinds of negative breaths began to thrive, and countless blacks swept through it in chaos like a sickle of death, and the ghost cried and hung one life after another.

There are no more spirits in the surrounding space of 150 meters, the main entrance was destroyed in the hell of the Phantom, and all the members of the Blood Clan who guarded the hall were killed.

In front of me, it is the main gang hall where blood gangs have never been trampled by outsiders. Its interior is half the size of a soccer field, decorated with the utmost luxury and a touch of palace. The wind laughed sarcastically, with the bow in his hand, and the storm arrows shooting mercilessly at the silver sign hanging in the middle of the hall.

For a second, the gang plaque turned to ash, and the huge system prompted the sound in the ears of every bloodstream gang member, ringing throughout the Huaxia Warfare Zone.

With little effort, the wind once again created an impossible myth. One man destroyed a gang. And it only took 10 minutes.

“Huh!! That's what happens when you hurt your baby. The bloodstream is heartless. Don't think it's over. It's just the beginning. ”

His whole body dissipated for the most part, and he snorted out of there to a place he hadn't set foot again in a while.

Death Cemetery!

He needs quiet, he needs calm, he needs a place where no outsiders will ever be. So Death Cemetery became his best choice.

“Big... Young Master. This... this, do we still have enemies with Shura?” The doomsday eagle wiped the cold sweat off his head. As a Tier 3 gang, he knew full well how powerful the Tier 3 gang was in its offensive and defensive capabilities, but today he witnessed first-hand the demise of a Tier 3 gang of more than 100,000 people in Shura's hands. If he had not seen it himself, he would not have believed it in any way.

The hand of God was silent for a long time, and he sighed: "His popularity and prestige have been as high as ever since the Martial Arts Congress. And now he finally reveals his horrific power… notify and cancel this order against Shura. ”

He was anxious and still hated Shura's humiliation of the Mui, whose whereabouts were completely unknown. But… he must first consider the security of the entire gang - although he does not believe that Shura can destroy his gods' land like the Blood Band. The name "Gods” is not a fictitious name. Because it brings together almost all the forces of the Southern family outside Naran, it may only know how powerful it is hiding.

Anxiety breeds in the hearts of countless people. The horrific power shown by Shura today has disturbed almost all those who have fought him.

“Master, what should we do? Will his next goal be…”

Sky Shadow did not speak, but the intense and cold breath made Sky Shadow tremble. Tian Sha Fengyun is laughing, laughing horribly, shady. Shame and humiliation at the Martial Arts Congress, he will be deeply hearted all his life.

Third floor of Death Cemetery.

The gloomy environment made the wind feel uncomfortable for a while, and he frowned, lifting his sword towards the entrance to the fourth floor. And the Shield of the Dead and the Wizards of the Dead didn't even care to take a look. Today they look at him like a bunch of tofu scum.

The entire Reaper cemetery has an inverted cone, the smaller the downward space. The fourth floor is just over thirty metres long. The wind just jumped from the entrance and a few cold winds swept in.

MISS, MISS, -1…