Space-time Traveler

A pair of cold, violent red eyes stared at the squid in front of him. The wolf blood of the French Undead team all gathered on the captain of the undead team, and the corruption of the members contaminated by the abyss also reunited, turning this salary king into a state of erosion of the abyss. No wonder they are unwilling to return to the fire-festival ritual. I am afraid that their remaining reason has already understood one thing, that is, when the wolf blood gathers them to become the salary king, they will also become the minions of the abyss. Humming. In the sharp sound of breaking the sky, the captain of the undead team suddenly jumped up, his figure flashed in the air, and the moment the sword was cut off by the French sword, a raging fire spread like a shock wave. The blazing flame came with an amazing burning sensation, and in the bang of a loud noise there appeared traces of spider web cracks around ten meters in diameter. Almost Su Ziyu and Sister Freed rolled and shunned towards both sides almost immediately, and behind them, the closed and heavy door of the French Fortress Hall had turned into fragments and collapsed. "What a strong force!" "Is this the king who has been burned once?" "If he hasn't been burned yet? How strong will it be?" Su Ziyu's left palm gathered a lightning gun, without He threw it out hesitantly. Rumble. A muffled thunder exploded in the hall. The captain of the undead team in front of him raised his sword to block the lightning gun almost instantaneously. The golden electric light flowed along his body, but there was no slight effect. On the contrary, the flame that appeared on his body was even hotter, and he suddenly lifted up the big flange The sword was a sweep, and a blaze of fire rose from the ground and quickly spread towards the squid. The flame almost ignited the entire hall, and there was not much place for Su Ziyu. Drink! A scream came from midair, and the figure of Sister Frid rose from the sky, and her second sickle appeared on her left hand. The sickle gave out a crystal white light, which was visible to the naked eye at the moment of striking the ground. The frost spreads along the ground, covering a range of tens of meters in front of me, and then turns into a sharp thorn of ice, which not only extinguished the flames of the undead in France, but also left a cold erosion on the salary king. trace. The enemy's attack distance is too far.