Thunder Martial

A sense of powerlessness emerged in Purple Heart as the hurricane shouted down and looked at the myriad Fae creatures in it.

There is also a helplessness.

He opened his mouth and finally didn't say a word to remind everyone.

Because this is a bureau, once you enter the Immortal City, then even if you come to the bureau made by the Immortal City master.

In this station, the only way forward!

Previously, there was only one chance for everyone to quit, that the Holy Spirit, who didn't get the armor, and who was fast enough, could escape from the city in time to recover a life.

Otherwise, we can only go the whole way.

Live or die!

None of the myriad Fae creatures have a hand against Zijuan, nor against those beside Zijuan.

Leilan is still safe.

But elsewhere, death is happening.

All dead Holy Spirits, their bodies will disappear into light with the armor.

It's a massacre about personal preferences.

It's like a butcher looking at a lamb in a slaughterhouse, killing whoever he wants.

A nearly massacre battle that lasted for a moment and then ended!

Saint Ray's side, one third less.

As the other party has said.

And on the other seventeen roads, all forces have been halved!

So many people were lost before the ladder was climbed, which made the faces of the chiefs very ugly.

The hurricane disappeared, the surroundings became incredibly quiet, and the survivors of the San Ray were relieved.

Purple suddenly said: "Everybody back! ”

Everyone who had just let go of their hearts was stunned and looked at Purple.

They came here looking for an opportunity, they haven't found an opportunity yet, and they were killed and injured so badly, they resisted a wave of attacks. Why are they returning now?

“Retreat, all of you! ”

Zijuan said again: "Everyone leaves, I will find it alone! You're not moving any further! ”

His words were extremely hard and irresistible.

Everyone looked at each other in disdain.

“Ant, I have to admit, you're really smart to know that only you can eventually come up. But as a punishment for you, I've decided to deprive you of your only chance, so the other seventeen people can succeed, and you're the only one with the greatest difficulty. ”

That voice, which belonged to the Immortal City lord, rang again, "And now you look back, can you still go away? ”

The purple smell turned back and saw that the staircase behind had disappeared.

Others also noticed the scene and looked different.

The purple face gradually grew pale.

Ray Wusheng asked: "Did you find anything? ”

Purple shook his head and said: "Keep moving forward, next you must all remember, looking for the opportunity is second, mainly to save your life! Live, is the bottom line! ”

After that, Zixuan no longer explains too much and walks up.

Just a few steps forward, above his head, there was an extra flame, as if countless flame meteorites had descended from the sky with a powerful aura.

“This time, we'll cut the staff by half. ”

Meanwhile, Purple Heard the Immortal City Lord's voice again.

After the meteorite, it was a giant firebeast, like a dragon clan with wings, blazing flames at the crowd.

The flames, like thick lava, descended from the sky and poured water on the people, unusually terrifying.

“Die! ”

Thunder drinks in anger, his hands fly fast and stamp, only a giant thunder mark emerges from the sky and strikes down towards a giant firebeast.

Boom!

Thunderstorm rages, forming horror fluctuations.

The body of a giant beast, sinking beneath.

In an infinite sea of fire, Purple jumped up and left the staircase, landing on the back of the Fire Beast, only to see him holding a war gun and stabbing him in the head of the giant Fire Beast.

Psst!

The tsunami sounded, and the guns instantly pierced the heads of giant firebeasts.

A terrible scream sounded, and Purple pulled out the rifle and let the blood spray on him, and he jumped back up and back up the stairs.

The life of the giant firebeast has been extinguished, and the corpse has disappeared into countless light points.

The lava flame on the ladder gradually vanishes and the purple turns back to hope, losing a third again.

In his eyes, there was a glimmer of regret.

Ray Wusheng came to pat Purple's shoulder and said: “They all have backhand, not real death, there will always be a day of meeting. ”

Purple nodded and cleaned up his mood.

At this moment, they are like fish on chopping board, unable to dominate their lives.

“No expectations have been met and we have to move on. ”

Upon hearing this sound, Purple immediately raised his head and saw a more terrible flame, as if pouring down the waters, pouring down.

Nowhere to hide!

The Holy Spirit stood up almost hopelessly, hoping that the armor would block this wave of attacks.

These holy spirits, they have not heard that voice, so they are still resisting.

Zixuan uses the power of Immortal King Jia to protect Lei Lan.

He was helpless and helpless because he could only watch one companion die.

“Thank you, my lord, for taking care of us all the way. We have never said anything, but we have always been grateful to you. I'll take a step this time, My Lord. Take care! ”

Reb's voice suddenly rang from the purple sea of consciousness, "I have never told you that I come from the family of destruction, Reba is my big brother. ”

As Purple turns around, he sees his body breaking apart in flames.

With a smile on his face, he said, "My lord, I'm sure this time you will get the final chance! ”

His body disappeared.

This time, the attrition was more than half.

After killing the firebeast, Thunder turned his head and looked back. The many formerly powerful Saints of Thunder are now numbering less than 100.

In this, a number of people have a weak atmosphere, apparently consumed quite a bit before.

He laughed bitterly and looked up at the still endless ladder, thinking to himself, is everyone going to die here?

The way forward had to continue, so death was on the rise.

Purple heart is deeply helpless, can only watch one companion after another die instantly.

Wind blades, xenobiotics, flames, giant firebeasts.

The next shift appears, and the number of people is decreasing.

This situation, on the eighteen ladders, continues until all die.

And these dead people, they all turn into lights and fly over the dome.

There is a whirlpool of infinite light, made up of countless white dots.

Below this vortex, there are eighteen platforms, standing in eighteen directions.

The master of Immortal City, who appeared in the center of the eighteen platforms, looked over his head at the giant swirl of light, and his eyes were enthusiastic, "Come on, I'll wait for you here. ”