Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 773: The Ten Kings (Top)

Lin Xin is absolutely windy as he is now, wearing the golden red gradual color of glorious sacred fire praise, holding the immortal dragon fire. I'm afraid none of the world's fire magicians can compete with him in equipment.

Two pieces of immortal gear is like two sub artifacts!

The immortal dragon fire is raised in the air, the spell in Lin Xin's mouth continues, his singing speed is extremely fast, but there is a special rhythm, the dragon crystal red light at the top of the immortal dragon fire amplifies, the entire seven-color shield illuminated is a flame red.

The face of Hao Moon is a black and red world. Lin Xin's chanting is under the protection of the Sun and Moon Snail Shield. However, with the continuation of the spell, the path on the earth outside was fractured with lava flow, and the intense fire elements began to rise, the fractures widened, and the lava ran. Many low-order dead creatures suddenly fall into the magma and instantly turn into flying ash.

Lin Xin is singing the spell, Yating is doing it directly.

When Athens was a Light Elemental Elf, it was all about magic, and more about assisting Dragon Haze. And now she's completely different, she's the Fairy Queen of Light, and her field has determined the course of her abilities.

With one finger in front of her right hand, Atta raised a colorful golden flame all over her body. Just flashing in shape, the sun and moon snail shield is protected. A giant golden sword appeared in front of her, rising in volume and turning to kilometers in length.

Atta Ting circled her hands and swept across the void with a golden sword. Suddenly, the sky filled with dead creatures suddenly became clean.

“Too strong.” Sima Xian stared wide-eyed, not only at him, but also at the scene. Attack power that has erupted at this time has completely overtaken them. Besides, Athens doesn't have any equipment!

Of course, they do not know that Athens' abilities are somewhat similar to those of Warrior Temple Master Qiu Yong-ho and do not require the aid of weapons.

In front of the King's Sword, the middle- and lower-ranking dead creatures could not even do half the resistance. Atta Ting's hands were constantly changing gestures in his chest. The giant King's Sword had been swept across the air, with the power of sweeping 6-in-8 desolation and only my pride.

With each sword swept out, there are thousands of dead spirits that become flying ash, only a few breaths away, and the pressure on the Sun and Moon Snail Shield decreases dramatically.

“Sister Atta, save some for me!” Lin Xin's anxious voice rang, and by then his spell had been completed.

Just above Lin Xin's head, there was an extra round of fierce yang. Isn't that the Holy Sun spell that his grandfather worked out?

However, unlike Lin Xin and Lin Chen, this round of fierce sun over his head is blue, flaming blue.

At this moment, even the immortal dragon fire is rendered the same blue by the flame of the heart. Heart inflammation is slowly rising in the sun. It's also growing in size. It's just a matter of time before it's ten times the size of Lin Chen's Ray Yang spell.

Inside the Shield of the Sun and Moon Snail Shield, the temperature skyrocketed, and the nearest Sima Immortal even had a slightly more focussed smell.

Without waiting for the partners to escape, Lin Xin had already stepped out of the shield, just like Athens had done before. The difference is that he appears above the shield, not in front.

A smile appeared in the corner of Lin Xin's mouth, "If there is no sun in your world, I will give you one.” As he spoke, the immortal fire of dragons pointed upwards. Suddenly, the giant sun rose. During the ascent, a blue pillar descended from the sky and covered Lin Xin. With the fire pillar retracted, Lin Xin's body disappeared.

All fractures of magma are instantly split within the range of the Sun Sun blue flame, and a large amount of magma is ejected. Within dozens of miles of the circle, it suddenly turns into a vast sea of fire.

Sima Xian was astonished: “How did Brother Yao disappear? This guy ain't playing with fire and burning himself, is he? ”

Han Yuhaha smiled and said: "You expect him to order well. Lin Xin also understood the field. And he's in the imitation field for me! This Holy Sun spell is amazing. Grandpa Lin would also be proud of Lin Xin if he knew that he was studying his magic. ”

The eruptions of magma have caused a large number of dead creatures to panic. Even the six or seven dead creatures wouldn't dare let the magma fall on them. At one point, the pace of their attack slowed considerably. When those magma erupted, the concentration of fire elements in the air suddenly rose sharply.

It can be seen that around the Sun Yang at the top of Lin Xin's head, a circle of fire began to shrink, and the sun's rays became hotter.

Leveraging the power of heaven and earth is what magicians are best at, and the role a magician with a field can play on a battlefield with many enemies is absolutely horrific.

Lin Xin's attack began and a seemingly tiny blue Mars began to fly out of the Sun Yang. These mars were small when they first appeared, but in the course of their flight, they rapidly absorbed fire elements from the air and were growing in size at an alarming rate. When they bomb the ground or the air, they have become terror fireballs more than a metre in diameter.

The heart of the Holy Sun spell flames with meteor shower.

Terrible rumblings began to erupt in this black and red world, and in a deafening rumbling sound, large tracts of dead creatures fell as if cutting wheat.

As nearby dead creatures were swept clean and clean by Atta Ting, Lin Xin's heart flame meteor rain flew in a further direction. Each meteorite of carditis blows away at least a hundred meters in diameter, and more magma sprays out of the ground. Lin Xin's heart inflammation is more like an endless meteor rain. In the midst of a crazy bombardment, the little mountain bag where the dragons were in the morning gradually became an island in the flames.

Watching Lin Xin and Yating burst out into battle, Long Hao's eyes became more confident. The Dawn Hunters of the Light, he is not the only one who is powerful. However, he also knows that the battle has only just begun and that the truly powerful dead creatures have not yet emerged, such as the last time that the power was horrified and even summoned the Shaman King of the Dragon Corps.

Eyes penetrated the flame and looked farther away. The dragon's heart suddenly subsided. Dead creatures, attacked by Lin Xin and Yating, are decreasing at an alarming rate. But far from the sky, more dead creatures are coming this way. Lay the sky and cover the earth.

Is it true that all the dead creatures in the world have been mobilized for the evolution of the Moon?

Looking back at Hao Moon. At this point it's like a sculpture crawling there. Purple golden scales cover the entire body, with six large heads tangled together and a special sedation.

My dear brother, no matter how difficult it may be, I will certainly protect you from repeating the scene that was interrupted when you evolved into six heads.

At this time, far away, a tremendous pressure emerged, not from one direction, but from all sides simultaneously.

Lin Xinna's otherwise bright sun immediately faded a lot in the face of this terrible repression. Even the Holy Sun realm he had just realized could not resist this pressure and had to interrupt the attack and fall back into the protection of the Sun and Moon Snail Shield.

Compared to Lin Xin, Atta Ting's modification appeared to be much stronger. Looking away, the sword of the king returns, still hanging high in the air.

Here we go. The real strong enemy has finally emerged.

The black sky gradually turned pale grey in that horrible change of breath, and the horrible sense of oppression even slightly distorted the entire space.

In the distance, the Undead Army, which was constantly moving forward, stopped moving forward. Even those who soar in the air quickly fall back to the ground.

They are kneeling, crawling, and kneeling in piety. Nine light shadows followed in different directions.

Long Hao Chen's eyes squinted slightly, "Atta Ting, come back. ”

Dragon Yating's figure flashed and the King's Sword retracted. She also returned to the light shield of the Sun, Moon and Snail Shield.

Dragon Hao muttered: “Nine clusters of light, but there are ten clusters of smell. The weakest one, with more than 200,000 spiritual powers. The strongest, I'm afraid, has almost 700,000 levels of spiritual power. These guys, they're supposed to be the masters of the Hao Moon world. They should also feel the evolution of the Hao Moon at its final moment, this time a nest trip. ”

Dragon Hao's voice, though modest, was clearly heard by every one of his partners. But none of them revealed tension.

Ten powerful spirits, all cultivated above 200,000 spiritual powers, this power has completely overtaken them. This is a world of dead spirits, whose spiritual recovery is much more troublesome. But will they be scared?

There was no fear in their hearts as long ago as they helped the dragon's morning resurrection in the Tower of Eternity. The enemy is strong, but they have more confidence in themselves. Moreover, they are more confident in the dragon morning. He is the Divine Knight of Glory and Leadership! Recognized for having super artifacts. What if the enemy is stronger? They are equally able to survive the moment of victory.

The nine shadows gradually became clearer.

Dragon Hao first glanced at the witch king who had fought during the last Hao Moon evolution. Still no appearance, but the demon king's aura seems to have become stronger. Just floating there, there seemed to be countless grudges around her body.

However, her breath is so powerful that she is not in the top three of these nine shadows.

Dragon Haochen's eyes flashed over the Witch King, and immediately fell in front of him in the same shadow, also a combination of the two powerful atmospheres.

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The orgasm erupted, for the evolution of the moon, a new month, the first day, asking for a ticket. Six more starts, that's the first more. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)