Return from the second dimension

Compared with the strength of the Southern League, these chasing troops in northern Xinjiang is weaker, but it is only an advantage in the number of people.

With the momentum of the winner, they chased crazy in the back, even though their strength was slightly inferior, they were still scared to escape from the Southern League monks.

In the world's war, such things have also occurred, but more than a dozen soldiers can capture hundreds of enemies to defeat the soldiers.

Before chasing the northern Xinshi monks, they also thought that there would be a battle that would happen, but it was definitely not like this.

The monk of Loucheng, who did not know, turned out to be more fierce than the Southern League monks, like a group of evil wolves robbing food.

Not only is the combat style fierce, but also the magic weapon is extremely powerful. A rune chain wandered around, tied the monks in the northern Xinjiang into a long string.

The clothes were broken, the body was burnt, and his face was full of despair.

At this moment, they felt the same, and finally understood why the captured southern monks were just escaped from the fire pit.

Instead of being a low -strength guy, he is afraid that he has already been urinating, and he has exhausted his ugliness in public.

The monks in the northern Xinjiang in the realm of God also experienced what desperation is. In the face of this group of monks who covered their heads, like wolves like tigers, they were also crushed by one side.

As a leader, Zhagu was targeted and was snatched in public by the poisonous fire and Lu Yun.

"The credit of the old man, you want to snatch!"

"Hehe, why do you let you?"

When the two monks were fighting, they were still fighting, completely ignoring Zhagu who was robbed.

"asshole!"

This kind of contempt, like a treasure, almost vomit blood in Zhagu.

In the end, the poisonous fire was very good, and happily yelled, and the imprisoned ring was put on the other's neck.

As soon as he lost his hand, he fell into the mud pit below the city wall, and made an idea to humiliate the genius monk in the northern Xinjiang.

Xiu Wei's imprisoned Zhagu was mad by this humiliation. He struggled from the mud pits, and watched the monks in the north of the northern Xinjiang being constantly captured.

"You wait for me, this revenge will be recovered 100 times!"

Zhagu gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of blood, and he looked forward to the arrival of the reinforcements.

A group of residents of the city appeared, with a large -caliber rifle in their hands, pulling Zagu from the mud pits.

Looking at myself in muddy, a wolf gesture, Zhagu's anger rushed into my heart again.

"You are a humble ant, I must let you pay the price and begging for mercy in despair and pain!"

Capturing his resident of Loucheng, he sneered and knocked him on the ground.

"It has been mixed with captives, and even dare to be so arrogant. It seems that you still suffer too little."

Zhagu was furious, and he had never been humiliated, and he would fight back from the ground.

Unexpectedly, just took two steps, the ring of the referee took effect immediately, and the high -voltage current traveled to his whole body.

The unbearable itching pain walked deep in the bone marrow brain, which made Zagu a painful sorrow.

He never thought that when his cultivation was gone, he was so unbearable when facing torture.

Falling on the ground and twitching, for a full minute, Zhagu stood up difficultly.

The previous arrogant and arrogant, this moment disappeared, but replaced it with a gloomy expression.

This arrogant guy finally realized his situation and never dared to speak up again.

Without a practitioner, he can cut him into meat with a knife.

The good man did not eat in front of him, and pressed the hatred in his heart, and he returned thousands of times in the future.

At this moment, Zhagu looked at Qiushui, hoping that the aid would come quickly and rescue himself from the sea of ​​bitterness.

However, the scene that I saw was that the monks in the northern Xinjiang were rushing, and they were defeated by one side.

"Why don't you come, come, otherwise it will be late ..."

Zha Gu secretly prayed, but he gave birth to a hint of panic.

From birth to becoming a monk, he has always been smooth and smooth. Even if the two camps have started war, he has made great achievements more than once.

He is extremely arrogant and thinks that he must be famous in the world.

Now that he has become a captive, he is facing the threat of death, and fear is born.

While praying in Zhagong, a roar suddenly came from the distance, and his voice seemed to bomb thunder.

"Dare to attack the northern Xinshi, you are looking for death!"

Zhagu suddenly turned around, almost crying.

The hoped reinforcement finally arrived, and the damn building monk finally came to your debt.

His smile just appeared, and instantly became stiff, and he looked at the sky in the distance.

In the direction where the aid was located, there was a sudden scene in the air.

Like a city, hanging on the clouds.

The countless coarse long pipes, the pointing to the earth, released a compressed atmosphere.

Just the next second, the fire was sprayed in the rune tube, and the dull sound was endless.

Even the most violent thunder is not as dense as the sound at the moment, as if the sky is completely torn.

The earth was shocking, but it was really broken, and the sound of drastic explosions was connected.

Although I did not see it with my own eyes, I could imagine that the scene must be like purgatory.

The monks of both the enemy and us were attracted by this end of the day, and they looked at the distance stunned.

For a while, the branches shook crazy, and during the period, the flames and flesh were mixed.









Even a city, in the face of such terrifying attacks, it will inevitably be razed in a short time.

Sure enough, in addition to them, Loucheng also has other attack methods to deal with more powerful enemies.

The previous roar, participating in the mixed monk's realm, is obviously a master of refining God.

There are more than one in the northern Xinjiang aid. Once the other party arrives at the battlefield, it is necessary to start a third fierce battle.

However, in this war, they may not be able to win, even if they are well -equipped.

Even if it is barely won, but in the next time, more northern towns will arrive.

The battle of the North and South, which just ended, is likely to rewind again, and the opponents in northern Xinjiang will become a building.

If it is normal, things will inevitably develop like this, unless there are other means in Loucheng, it can forcibly reverse the crisis.

Lu Yun's real person and other monks had previously thought about it, guessing that Loucheng might send strong men to deter North Xinjiang.

They guessed the right at the beginning, but they guessed the wrong model. Lou Cheng's means were so shocking.

There is no way to determine whether the scene in the air is illusion or real, but they know that the ground attack is never adulterated.

The explosion lasted for more than ten seconds, but it made people feel extremely long.

At the moment of the explosion, Lu Yun's real person rushed out and went straight to the explosion place in front.

Whether it was the opportunity to hit the water dog, or to observe the battle scene, they determined that they had to go in the past.

The real people of the poisonous fire followed closely, and at the same time scolded the old dog of Lu Yun. When they encountered cheap things, the speed of this guy was always the fastest.

Other captive monks followed closely and prepared for battle.

It didn't take long for the monks to arrive at the explosion scene and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

The earth borrowed a piece of wolf, and the grass and trees had disappeared, leaving only the scorched soil everywhere.

Almost in the area of ​​a city is such a tragic scene, just like a purgatory scorched soil.

The deep monks who were deeply shocked quickly returned to God and found it on the scorched earth battlefield.

In such a horrible attack, the enemy could not be injured unscathed, either he had disappeared, or he was hidden seriously.

It didn't take long for them to find a group of embarrassing northern Xinjiang practitioners under the scorched soil.