Battle Frenzy

boom! This time, Dimos almost blew his potential for breastfeeding. He only heard a bang, and the sneak attacker’s head slammed. Dimos sighed and his feet shook and he would have lost. The forceless skinless sneak attacker smashed out.

Dimos succumbed to his heart, and soon he identified the toxin, which was similar to the petrochemical effect, but the level was very low. If the toxin was not continuously injected, it would be like the anti-toxic ability of human beings. Deadly.

Dimos is slightly wide-minded. Under the retreat of spiritual power, the vertigo brought by the toxins is slowly receding.

Looking at the wrist again, the original brown scented curse has been completely turned into two tattoo-like spells covering his wrist skin. His abilities have all recovered, and at the same time, a message, From the curse to pass into his soul will.

The mirror world is a chaotic prison in the Divine. Here, everything is chaotic and disorderly. There is no jailbreak here, because there is no jail in the true sense. There is only one way to leave here, live here for one year, and Hunt enough life points.

At this time, Mordes could feel a "1" displayed in his curse. Obviously, it represents the ridiculous blame he had just solved, and the way from the chaos of the sea, the number on the curse must be "200" is reached within one year, and this number will be cleared again every other year, and one point cannot be left, and then continue to start all over again.

Although the information sent by the curse does not specifically describe the mirror world, this rule will inevitably have only one result.

Everyone, kill each other!

This is the ruler's game. They don't care about the rebellion from the bottom. At most, they have more fun for their long and boring life.

hiss! The curse suddenly becomes hot and directs the direction of other cursers. The more people turn, the more painful the curse brings, the painful feeling between the curses, and some unwilling to fight. People have to give up hiding and join in this chaotic killing. You don't kill others, others will come to kill you along the painful thread.

After a while, the burning pain drove Modis, the madness passed from the curse into his heart, and the desire for killing began to take root. He finally rushed out in the direction of the curse, once insisted and Will, will eventually dissipate in the long endless torture.

Along the way, he saw many people who were tortured like him. It can be seen that these people, like him, are new prisoners who have just sent to the mirror world.

There was a fight in the middle. Mordis didn't kill each other. The opponent escaped unexpectedly, and the pain from the curse tortured him. He was not willing to be changed by this means, breathing like a wounded beast. Looking at the endless mirror world, there is a despair in my heart.

Is it really necessary to become a shackle without consciousness and without self?

But soon, a basin of cold water poured on the head of Mordes, he was sensible, but he was also stared at by others as a prey, and the shadow on the ground exudes death announcements from the air.

Big crow! Killers from the eight-level civilization.

Modis unwillingly raised his elephant trunk and roared into the air. He knew the horror of the great crow, and supported five tricks? He is not sure if this will be an exaggerated idea. The big crow slammed down and Mordis was preparing to fight back.

Oh la la! A figure rushed out of the grass, however, the big crow had already kept the position, like a cat-and-mouse mouse, between the electric and the flint, the big crow stretched out the claws and slammed it, and the figure was The death is dead on the ground.

It was a stone monster from the barrier family. He grew the skin of the rock. However, under the claws of the big crow, his stone skin was broken and smashed, revealing the flesh inside, the great crow. Crazy sticking out his tongue and biting it up.

He is eating raw, this big crow is already crazy, here, the wisdom race will degenerate into an animal that only knows to prey, and once the pride has completely collapsed.

Unimaginable, once a noble eight-level civilization, and a rare fighter.

Modis held his breath. In a short time, the stone monster had been swallowed by the big crow and only a pile of lime was left. The re-lifting big crow, bloodthirsty eyes had already looked at the next target. It is Modis!

Modis threw his legs and ran, hoping to open the distance and let the big crow lock the target closer to him.

Rumble... The Great Raven made a lightning thunder, then slammed down from the air, aiming at Modis.

"Hey!" Knowing that he didn't fly, Mordis stopped. He countered with an angry scream, his spirits condensed, and his elephant's nose was high.

- Colossus impact!

But the big crow in the air is incomparably light, but the light smack flashes past, and then flies down at a faster speed. The sharp claws of the big crow can easily shred the body of any creature.

Getting closer! At the last moment, Mordes closed his eyes desperately, "No!"

The end of this ghost-like place is an insult to a human being.

However, at this moment, a soft voice came from behind him, and Mordis could feel the fierce burning of the curse, not only this voice, but also many people behind him!

He opened his eyes violently, and it was a golden light and shadow. He was dying against the batter's bashing force. The big crow's shaped crows smashed out countless black shadows. This is big. The shadow of the crows is slaughtered. Unless you are proficient in light or deeply aware of the essence of darkness, every shadow that the great ravens throws out is equivalent to an almost indefensible crow. They are the shadow of the death sickle.

However, the shadow of these deaths was completely blocked by Jin Guang, and it was simply unbelievable.

what is this? Modis rounded his eyes. He didn't recognize the origin of this golden figure. It was a civilization he had never seen before, but he actually blocked the most unsolvable attack of the great crow!

Then, more people rushed into the battlefield, they were divided into order, some were responsible for the attack, while others were restrained, attracting the attention of the big crow, and a battle army.

These figures have all races, the number is about twenty or thirty people, they form a battle team, and they trust each other.

The most important thing is that under the golden light, it seems that the pain of the curse is gone.

They played hard to understand, the big crow became very angry and crazy, between the opening, countless shadows were saved, just like a whole army was roaring and attacking, the shadow almost covered the entire sky several times, but The golden light is always bright, and the figure stands in the darkness, and it is extremely stable.

Everyone is not afraid of death, firmly guarding his position, constantly burning, the powerful big crow is finally getting tired in the madness.

The human intuition and their body shape are always inversely proportional. It seems that the five big and three rough Mordes actually have a spiritual heart that can see through the essence of things.

"I am compassionate, and Buddha is shining."

The golden light suddenly changed, and a vain light and shadow suddenly rose from behind the golden figure.

The mouth of Modis was once again rounded up. He smelled a clear fragrance. It was the smell of the purest soul. It was like a human talent. They could smell evil and smell pure. Moody. Smell the souls of countless people, this is the first time to encounter such a clear soul!

However, this soul is not the golden man, but the light and shadow that rises behind the golden man.

"Oh!"

The Great Skyro roared and released his racial talent, and the shadows were steep! The fog is coming from all directions. In the fog of the shadows, a silver moon rises out. Under the moonlight, the big crows cover the whole body with a shadow, like the armored demon from the prison.

The golden light was pressed down by the silver moonlight, and the huge illusion was slightly distorted, as if struggling.

Mordis gritted his teeth and fixed this cruel pressure, he could not yield!

At this time, a voice came from the clear pressure.

"French image - fighting Buddha."

This is not the sound of sound waves, but the language of the soul. It is the echo of spiritual power, soft like a gust of wind, and like a rainy rain. This echo is full of positive and hopeful, and makes people trust.

boom……

The people in the east and the west are arranged again and again, the energy is transmitted on the light belt of trust, and the sound of the wind and thunder is heard. The big crow who feels the threat finally puts down a madness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The blood of the blush is revealed. A dreadful and heavy fear.

At the same time, other people rushed to the top, built a base peak, there is a virtual Danhua real body, everyone is not afraid of death, for fear that the golden light and shadow will be hurt by the big crow.

Destruction is just a palm.

Just this time is the big crow!

The incredible battle is not a bloodthirsty roar, but a sensible smile. Everyone is more or less injured, but his face is filled with happiness and trust, and different races clap each other.

The rational thinking here is everywhere.

And all this apparently came from the middle of the bald warrior with a faint golden light. His face and body were scarred, but his eyes were flat and tough.

The bald head looks like a person, "Would you like to join the Hell Rebels?"

Like a human instinctive nod, because this is probably the only place in the world that has reason, even if it dies, it dies with the dignity of a smart civilization.

The bald head smiled slightly. "I called Mo Wen, the earth people, everyone likes to call me Buddha."

On the other hand, when I returned to the mushroom house, Pharaoh was a faceless speech. Jonas was trying to look forward to discussing with Pharaoh about the future of Lavelle’s sister, but I can see the black face of Pharaoh. After all, it is still quite wise to choose to go to class, although today there is no class in the refining hall.

Fire demons? Laver's sister?

The top presence of these Tianmen is that at this stage, he is best not to provoke. Pharaoh is lying on the bed with his hands on his head, pondering the connection that may exist with himself.

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