"We will do our best to slay this kind of dark magic corpse in order to reduce the strength of the dark magic Sect as much as possible."
When I heard Ying Chen’s words, everyone felt heavy in their hearts and felt the cruelty of the Hundred Wild Wars for the first time.
Mo Xiu’s heart is also sorrowful.
According to the data, billions and billions of people died in every famine war. After the war, the whole country was often thousands of miles away, and there was no living thing left.
Even the vegetation is completely withered.
Seeing these materials before should also be regarded as an exaggeration, but seeing the battle in front of you will be white. These are all real.
As far as leaving the country is concerned, although the scope of the country is similar, the aura is sufficient and the population density is high. Many countries have a population of 300 million
Now, most of the clans in the middle school have been evacuated, and all the monks have been left. All the people left are mortals, and no one can stop the black devil monks.
Nearly 300 million people will be turned into black demons.
This is just really leaving the country, a country, Xianyuan District and even other districts. I don’t know how many humans have the same experience.
The death of human beings in a hundred wild wars will never be less than billions.
Moxiu’s heart swelled with anger. He has been focusing on his own cultivation for a long time and paid little attention to other things outside.
But now, in the face of the dark devil’s cruel means, he will bear it.
Determined to slay the Dark Lord as much as possible, the better.
While others are outraged.
"Hum! Whatever the array, we can’t watch the dark Lord so arrogant! Get out! Kill them all! " The war in the East is like thunder, and the beard will blow up.
"Please allow me to play, Master!"
Qiao Beiwang’s eyes are also cold light flashing and thought for a moment. "All right! Now that we’re here, we must stop the dark Lord! Just to test the strength of a black devil Sect! "
"But you are definitely not strong enough to find a few more people to go out with you."
Said here Qiao Beiwang eyes swept away in all.
"Wan Li Yang! Min up! You two fight together in the Eastern War! "
Qiao Bei Wang also took a look at these people’s strength ideas-these monks in Leiqiong countries are all just joining the Purple Lotus Society, and he doesn’t know much about it soon.
Wan Li Yangmin started to fly out of the protective array in the Eastern War with Se fuels.
The rest are watching the battle in the tower.
"Come out, dark bastards, and let me see what you have!"
As soon as I fly out of the protective array, I will drink a lot in the East War.
At the same time, with a wave of his hand, several people dispersed the black gas in the sky to blink, and Fiona Fang returned to normal in more than ten miles.
And people and beasts entangled in black gas also seem to have lost their support and plopped down and fainted.
"Gaga! Zun or which fairy turned out to be a group of cowards at Bailong College! Do you dare to be arrogant in front of you with this repair? "
In the dark clouds, three people alluded to it and went straight to Wan Li Yang, Dongfang Zhan and Min Qi.
Two of these three people were built on the sixth floor of the construction period, and the monk in purple robe was left with a thick black atmosphere in the construction period, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was turned into black by him.
This is the man who spoke just now.
The man laughed and dried up his fingers, and suddenly a dark shadow shot out like black light from the underground abyss.
Boo!
Oriental war just fuelling out of the refined body was a black light shot through the shoulder, and a large black gas came out from the body and the wound on the shoulder also rang zi zi.
If the East didn’t move faster, he was afraid that the blow would go through his heart, and then pick Jin Xian couldn’t save him.
But this has surprised everyone.
Only one blow defeated the Eastern War!
Se Qiao Beiwang face a slight change "yi? This man has two truths, hun? It’s the Dark Lord! Don’t stop! Young Chen! Go and slay this man! "
You can get 200 points by slaying the Dark Lord, but the Dark Lord is also very strong. All of them are in the seventh floor of the foundation period and have double true Hun, or the tenth floor has a double true Hun, which is even higher than that of the Violet Lotus Society deacon Xiu.
You know, Ying Chen Xiu only has one true hun on the ninth floor in the foundation period, while Mo Xiu has condensed two true hun, but the repair is a little poor. The sixth floor in the foundation period is much weaker than the Dark Lord.
So Qiao Bei Wang Cai let Ying Chen Mo Xiu shoot together so as to be sure to slay him.
Of course, the purple lotus will be a little weaker than the third-class deacons. If it is replaced by other second-class deacons, it will never be weaker than the Dark Lord’s deacons in the first-class deacons, and it will be stronger than the Dark Lord’s.
At this time, the British dust did not take a cold drink and jumped out.
But just as the two men jumped out of the protective array, the purple-robed, black-robed devil suddenly shouted, "They’re out! Do it! "
As the purple black devil burst into the dark clouds, two black monks flew out, one higher and one shorter.
Both of them are studying on the seventh floor of the foundation period, but I don’t know how much they have.
It’s hard to feel how heavy the real hun is unless it’s put to use. Of course, if the real hun is strong enough, it can be sensed directly.
"You deal with the foundation period seven small! I’ll deal with this six-story building! I feel that he has two truths, Hun! It is a big tonic food! " Previously, the man with purple robe and dark demon burst out laughing.
The two black-robed monks, one tall and one short, didn’t talk much, so they died of deadlock and met Ying Chen.
And the previous one, the purple-robed Dark Devil, flew to Moxiu alone.
"oh, no! That black devil in purple has gone to deal with deacon Mo! "
"It’s all double true hun, but the purple robe and the dark devil are practicing in the foundation period, and the deacon Mo has six floors in the foundation period! Much weaker than the Dark Lord! "
"The dust deacon facing opponents don’t know whether the dark Lord …"
"Don’t mainly help?"
Qiao Beiwang slowly shook his head, and the other party didn’t have a card. Naturally, he didn’t dare to start work easily, but his face was dignified.
At this time, the purple robe, the dark devil’s face came out with a grimace of laughter, and the dry fingers stretched out again, and a black Se ray that was thicker than before was shot at Moxiu.
"Little darling send you true hun! I can consider being a puppet for you! "
Moxiu corners of the mouth hang a sneer, not flashing, not avoiding to meet that black Se light directly.
Poof!
Black se light shot in mo xiu was blocked by a golden light.