My Super Estate

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-fifth Avenue Avenue prototype

For a hundred years, the Sifang City has been continuously preparing. Similarly, for the Devil Race, it is naturally constantly preparing.

For example, the powerful troll in front of you, or the three black pupils, all these are the fruits of this one hundred year preparation.

Sifang City, a master of the upper star field, ten masters of the lower star field.

This kind of very important information, of course, during this hundred years, the Demon Race will not fail to pay attention.

Even in such a hundred years, various methods have been used to explore the general existence of the eleven pillars in the Sifang City.

The case of Yang Lin is definitely not single.

For all kinds of resources, whether it is a human race or a demon race, they must enter an in-depth exploration in this battlefield.

When the two demons meet, there will naturally be a killing.

There are killings, of course, there are some people with a deep background.

There are even some released pieces that attract the attention of the other side, just like this time the Heavenly Mount God Mountain, which is only three hundred miles from the Sifang City. The black pupil thirteen is directly in it.

It seems to have eaten the bear heart leopard gall, but who can be sure that this is not a pawn released by the devil?

One hundred years is enough for people to do a lot of things. Of course, the strength of each other is also similar.

Mo Jun is the supreme commander of the Quartet City, leading 100,000 troops, he can be invincible.

But what if he does not have a hundred thousand troops?

As a result, Mozu had the three black pupils and had this interception.

The sword master, the swordsmanship is unparalleled, and the two magical avatars have given him the ability to fear no battle with anyone.

But, what if he was given two masters of the lower-level star domain with two magical avatars?

The eight magic cities represent dozens of masters of the lower-level star domain. Even if your Sifang City has endless talents, as long as it is understood, the targeted arrangements seem to be that everything will be eaten to death.

All of this seems to be destined that the Sifang City will be eaten to death by the Devil Race.

For example, at this time, Master Wanyanyu felt an unspeakable pleasure.

"Haha..."

Unable to control emotions and manipulate themselves by emotions, this is the truest portrayal of the Demon Race.

Before being repeatedly attacked by Wang Yang, his heart was already endlessly angry.Today, everything has the upper hand, and the fire of anger is transformed into that exciting fuel, which makes the excitement in his heart even higher.

"what are you laughing at?"

Wang Yang seems to be watching a fool.

The kind of gaze, contempt, disdain, ridicule really showed up.

"you?

Your Quartet is about to be broken, how can I be unhappy?"

With a cold snort, Wan Yanyu said so.

"Oh?

My Quartet is about to be broken?Where did you get the news? Could it be that you still have no cards?"

At this time, neither the enemy nor the enemy has acted rashly.

Between the two sides, they seemed so confident and calm.

"Huh, do you think that Mo Jun, without the help of a large army, can go out of this Shenshan? I tell you, I have arranged the three black pupils under the Shenshan. The three of them joined forces, even if they are three. The master of the subordinate Star Realm, which is availed by Shentong, also wants to bargain."

"is it?

But are your ten thousand magic eyes blinded?Did not find that at present, the so-called black pupil three sons have fallen into an absolute disadvantage?"

what?

The masters of the eight major magic cities, one by one, are too confident. They firmly believe that in the past 100 years, they have touched all the details of the Sifang City and have a clear understanding. They believe that as long as they stare at the Sifang City Master, Others, there will be no more problems.

"how is this possible??"

The so-called self-confidence seems to have become self-deception.

Because, facts have proved that the so-called black pupil three sons were even beaten back by the Mo Jun, even, even the more than 10,000 demon troops, at this time, they also lost any meaning, because, Yang Linna A team of about 100 people, I do not know when to start, has been integrated into Mo Jun's magical array.

Their repairs are low and it is impossible to bring much help to Mo Jun, but their safety is the greatest guarantee.

To this end, the Demon Race even sent 10,000 Demon Army, at this time, it seems that they have lost their meaning.

"impossible!"

The fact of iron is like a steel knife, deeply plunged into his heart, the pain of the heart, making him scream wildly.

Unwilling to fail, he turned his gaze to another battlefield.

Only the sword master of the two magical avatars faces two demons of the two magical avatars.

I have to say that the Sifang City is really very perverted, even if it is to find out their approximate strength, even if the quantity is enough to crush everything, but in terms of quality, it is difficult to guarantee.

So much so that the Sword Master knows that he has two magical avatars, and the Demon Clan has not even dispatched more and stronger power, but only two Demon Clans with two magical avatars.

When the known facts become the history of the past, when the sword master changed from two magical avatars to three magical avatars, what was left to the Master of the Eyes is unbearable pain.

The Master Wanyanyu didn't suffer from the serious injury of his next starlord, he could feel the pain of death at any time, but he was suffering from the blow he suffered.

For the Master of Wanyanyu, the death of the Lord of the Lower Star Realm under his command can be inherited by other demons. However, his plan failed, but it made him unacceptable.

"Ah, impossible!!"

In the crazy shouting, the Master Wanyanyu wanted to leave. He had to make his own shot. He wanted to save it all.

He absolutely does not admit that he worked hard for a hundred years, but in the end only got a failed result.

"Master Wanyeyu, where are you going?"

I don't know when, Jianghe's general sword spirit directly went to the main volume of Wan Wanyu who had left.

"Huh, in front of the deity, you dare to be so presumptuous?"

What kind of change does the outside world have, there will be no change in the troll, his purpose is just to stare at Wang Yang.

No matter how the outside world changes, the Sifang City Lord must be stared to death.

"Humph, do you think you can block me?"

I don't know when it will start. Around Wang Yang, there are ten mysterious patterns.

Ten mysterious patterns, examples of each other, form a supreme beam of light.

This supreme beam of light is so magnificent that it seems to be the pillar that supports the whole world.

Under the support of such a beam of light, Wang Yang's strength has been greatly improved, or in other words, the strength of many demons has dropped significantly.

I just thought I was invincible, and I was in control of all the trolls. I was completely sedated, because the sword light of the rivers directly turned back the Lord of the Eyes, who had been far away.