Thunder Martial

Fighting in the field was clearly seen by the outside world, and Purple and Blood Scorpion each showed powerful means.

It could even be said that it was a demonstration of desperate means.

Ultimately, Zijuan paid a huge price to break the armor and kill nine blood scorpions.

This scene was extremely shocked by the crowd watching the war.

But they had no fear, much less escape, and even excitement appeared in their eyes.

Because Purple Pearl's customized armor was also broken in this battle and lost its role, while Purple Pearl was also severely injured after he killed seven pints on two levels.

He had an extra hole in his chest, which was surrounded by thunder power and temporarily controlled his injuries.

His face was no longer a little bloody and his breath became very depressing.

Previous fighting lasted long enough to attract many people.

From the purple appearance of the field, the eyes swept across the field, there were seven out of eight grades, but not nine.

This is obviously not a coincidence, let alone luck.

Nine pints are like those larks, waiting patiently.

“Think of me as a prey? ”

Purple licked his lips and his face was unspeakably cold.

A thunderbolt flew over and returned with the corpse of the Blood Scorpion Legion Commander.

From today on, the Blood Scorpion Corps is without a Legion Commander.

Whether or not someone else can leave the area in the future and enter another wider area, it is clear that he cannot go.

There was a rush of killing machines around, but they were the seven and eight grades of watching the war around, and they flew this way.

There is a strong pressure in the heavens and the earth, and the killer appears as a substantial sharp blade on all sides of the handle.

Purple looked up towards the sky and his eyes became colder and colder.

The space around him seemed like boiling boiling boiling water, boiling, twisting, a depressing aura that emerged from him.

The forward gods stopped and looked uncertain on their faces.

Purple can kill nine blood scorpions. Naturally, the power of battle is immense. Even if you are seriously injured at this moment, if you fight to death, you can kill some people.

So everyone hesitated and paused briefly.

At this point, Purple pulled out the knife in his hand, but instead of cutting it in either direction, he stabbed it in the void in front of him.

When the tip of the knife pierces the void, his world begins to shake, the power of the world twists wildly, and a ripple stirs up.

As the ripples fall, a black circle appears and diffuses towards the surrounding area.

This is a fissure kill, purple has not been used for a long time.

The black fissures spread to the surrounding area, spreading continuously over the bodies of those gods.

This is the result of the use of the power of the world by purple plumes, two different spaces being cut, not the same as real fissure kills.

With the power of rules in the rift, there is a God who will not be able to resist such rules, and the body will separate directly from them.

Through the cracks, a black line crosses the body of God in the distance and forcibly separates the bodies of many people.

There was a lot of shouting around, more people were scared to back off, they had never seen such a move, it was horrible.

Purple looked around at the panicked crowd and turned to fly forward.

On his weak body, there was another burst of thunder and raging.

The gods who are near him, fortunate and immortal, are a retreat from fear.

Shuā

Purple swift forward, during which time his back thunder flashed, but the twelve-wing heavenly thunder wings appeared.

At this time, the world is not shifting in a blink of an eye, not purple. Instead, this space is blocked by some kind of god, and he can't leave instantly.

Using heavenly thunder wings, his speed was reaching the extreme and he flew towards the sky.

Boom!

In the void, a powerful aura emerged, and a nine-pint appeared in front of the purple.

Purple did not hesitate to turn the direction, using the speed of the heavenly thunder wing, even nine pints could never catch him.

Until then, of course, he must ensure that the injury does not recur.

When he flew again, the second 9th level appeared, a strong man, dressed in a custom armor, looking at him indifferently.

Zixuan turned the direction for the third time, at this moment he could guess that he had been surrounded by nine pints, but he wanted to see which ones were exactly.

The third nine pints appeared. This is a skinny, tall man with a few shades of shadow on his face. He held a divine sword in his hand. The divine sword merged with a custom armor smell, and it was a distance apart. He had already perceived the strength of the other party.

He looked at him and a cold smile flashed in his eyes, lifting his long sword.

A sharp sword light hole penetrates the purple body and is incredibly fast.

The purple body disappeared without a trace, as if only one residue had been broken through.

The distant purple figure appeared, along with a blood line that had been completely punched through his right shoulder.

He dodges extremely fast and his opponents attack faster.

The man with the sword snorted coldly and looked away at the purple.

Zijuan continued to change direction and met a fourth person.

Then change, meet again.

He met eight nines, and they were in eight places.

After they appear, they approach forward.

In the distance, the seven pints and eight pints were mixed up to rob the bodies of those previously killed by the rift.

For Zi Xin, they no longer follow.

Nine eight-bit pints approached, the purple wings stood at the center, behind the twelve-wing heavenly thunder wings flowing.

His eyes swept away from the eight men and he said in silence: "Today's grace will surely remember that he will repay twice as much every day! ”

“Not another day.” The man with the sword coldly said, "Today you cannot leave alive. ”

Others looked cold and although they didn't say anything, the meaning was very clear.

At this moment, a voice entered the purple sea of awareness, and the purple smile shook its head.

No one knows what he means when he suddenly shook his head.

Far away, Wei Li turned away.

He had a smile on his face and was very happy.

Before leaving, he glanced to the side, where there was nothing.

“Looking forward to it. ”

Wei Li left, very resolutely, did not think that Purple Shake Head was just polite with him in a crisis.

After he left, his figure disappeared, surrounded by eight nine-pints.

Teleport?

Eight people had a slight taste, looked around, and no one could see.

“It can't be instantaneous, space blocked here, no one can instantly move away! ”

A voice sounded in several eight-point oceans of awareness.

But if it wasn't a teleportation, where'd Purple go?

Immediately afterwards, several attacks fell forward, where the original purple stood, with indiscriminate attack coverage.

The space there is constantly distorted, as if it were going to be pierced through countless caves.

The attacks then began to expand and spread until they reached where they stood, but nothing.

Purple flies away, ignoring the blockade of space.

The nine men were unclear, so they had to do just that and turn around and leave.

After leaving, they returned again, so repeatedly three times, but still did not see the purple shadow.

As if he really ran without a trace.