Chapter 98 Is the Immortal?

The saint waved the level 70 purple staff to form a large shield to protect the twelve people, and then threw a thunderous rage on the cigarette warhead.

"Die for me!"

A green light flashed like lightning, and a blue thick-backed sword cut to the throat of the cigarette warhead. The technique was so fast that it arrived one second earlier than the saint's thunder rage. The person who took action was a warrior named Leng Yueye. He joined the Temple of the Gods six days ago. With his powerful strength and superb skills, he entered the Temple of the Gods in one fell swoop and became one of the top warriors in the Temple of the Gods.

In the crisis, the cigarette warhead started to defend, and the level 60 purple shield raised, blocking Leng Yueye's knife, touched it, and sparks were drawn. The cigarette warhead's body shook, but Leng Yueye didn't move at all. The big knife in his hand turned and slashed at the cigarette warhead.

At this time, the saint's thunder fury fell from the air, and cracks appeared on the defensive light shield that struck the cigarette warhead. Then Leng Yueye's thick-backed sword followed, completely crushing the defensive light shield of the cigarette warhead, shattering his head, and slashed it out with one knife, and the heavy body of the cigarette warhead smashed a piece of player.

The two of them had to cut off the cigarette warhead in just a blink of an eye, and most of the players in Lingyun Pavilion had not yet reacted.

"Damn, the warhead boss is dead!"

"What a powerful warrior!"

"Kill them and avenge the warhead boss!"

The players of Lingyun Pavilion were furious, with murderous aura soaring into the sky. A group of warriors were on the top, trapping twelve saints. The mage Sanxian launched a fierce skill attack, magic and magic tricks flew across, swords and swords and shadows shuttled through, and a battle was fought.

The sea of ​​fire is ruthless!

Polar storm!

Ice and snow!

The wind blows away the clouds!

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves!

The twelve saints were jealous of killing, and the group attack skills were output wildly, instantly destroying the warrior's defense line, rushing into the Lingyun Pavilion players, killing all directions. One by one, they were like tigers entering the flock of sheep, killing a group of players. Various handovers continued, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, very intense.

Surrounded by more than 400 people, even if the twelve saints are well equipped and have strong strength, they will gradually become in a state of inability to survive. One mage fell, then a thief fell, and another scattered immortal, each of which has been mostly exhausted, and the situation is critical.

At this time, a fairy with beautiful eyebrows and eyes rippled into the battlefield with a level 55 kirin. A holy flashed by and gave the saints and the others a healing, saying, "Everyone, hold on, brothers are here soon!"

A blow to the mountains and rivers!

As the whisk in his hand rippled, a huge map of mountains and rivers appeared in the air, pressing down with ten thousand pounds of force, crushing a group of players in Lingyun Pavilion. At the same time, the divine beast Qilin spit out a thunder and struck more than ten people to death, which was unstoppable.

"Kill!" The purple sword swinged by the sad little horn, the skill wind swept away the clouds and rolled out wildly, and the purple sword energy flowed. Wherever it passed, there must be an opponent buried under the knife. Cold Moon Night, the Saint, Rippling, who I am, nine of them are also as fierce as they are, shuttled through countless magical magic sword lights and sword shadows, and fought back frantically.

"The people in the Temple of the Gods are indeed fierce!"

"That's all, a bunch of madmen."

"Does Lingyun Pavilion feel life-long and dare to provoke the Temple of Gods?"

"Who knows, maybe I've eaten too many brain fragments."

The fight between Saints and others attracted the attention of other players in Phoenix Mountain, and they came to watch and talked a lot.

In Phoenix Mountain, Yun Guoqing and the others headed towards the cemetery of the Flower-hearted Thieves. Seeing the brilliant magic and immortal arts flying in front of them, the sound of fighting was roaring, Qingqing said: "Karma, there is someone fighting there."

Yun Guo also noticed the movement ahead. The mountain and river map that appeared in the sky was filled with waves of huge power. It was obviously stronger than the mountain and river attack of Yihu Jiangnan. This person's mountain and river attack level was at least three levels. It seemed that he was another master of scattered immortals.

"The players in the Temple of the Gods and Lingyun Pavilion are fighting, and the excitement is not to be missed. Friends, hurry up and have a look." A group of players rushed by, one of whom was named Tuotian, facing the cloud aisle.

Because Yun Guoqingqing hid his identity, they did not recognize who the two were.

When he heard the temple of the gods, the two of them were rushing to lightning, like a gust of wind, instantly throwing the group of people in the sky behind their heads.

"Damn, it's so fast!"

"Master, definitely master!"

"I think they look familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere?" Totian scratched his head, unable to think of the reason, and showed a disappointed expression.

"I didn't expect that in the hands of a group of little bastards, you remember it for me. If I saints do not destroy you, I am not a saint." The saint roared, and whisk blew away the two thieves who were attacking behind them. At this time, the saints and the others were only five, each of them with less than 20 health. Annihilation of about 120 enemies was already their limit. The group attack skills of the five people were cooling down, and it became a delusion to kill more people.

"Brothers and sisters, increase their firepower, they are almost finished!" The players of Lingyun Pavilion are full of fighting spirit and output crazy. A brilliant magic of immortals fell down, covering the saints. The five saints were about to be buried in the magic of immortals.

At this time, a strong green light cut into the dense magic and magic arts, covering the five saints with a vibrant aura. The five people's blood volume returned to full value and were full of energy. A familiar figure appeared in the surprised eyes of the five people and said caringly: "It's okay!"

The person who came was none other than Yun Guo. After saving the five saints, Yun Guo immediately attacked the people in Lingyun Pavilion, killing more than 40 of them with a balancing rain!

The sea of ​​fire is ruthless!

Another group attack skill took action, burning sixty players to death. Yun Guo, holding the Staff of Life, rushed into the players of Lingyun Pavilion. The Staff of Life swept back and forth, and the green stick color shuttled, and nowhere was passed by.

The power of the Staff of Life can't even stand the boss of the level 80, let alone the players of Lingyun Pavilion, who can't resist a single blow. Not to mention being hit by the Staff of Life, even if they are hit by the Staff of Life, they will have to return to the cemetery with hatred.

East, south, north and middle, clouds pass by like ghosts and gods disappear, without seeing human beings, only green light shuttles back and forth. The life stick with eight hundred sharp points is extremely sharp, and players are broken and flesh and blood fly. In a moment, there are three hundred players in Lingyun Pavilion, none of them stand.

"What about God, is the immortal? Who is this person? So perverted?"

"No, he doesn't even know." The onlookers looked extremely despised and then worshiped: "Listen, he is the famous number one immortal cause and effect."

"Ah, he is the cause and effect!"

"Kill 300 players in two minutes, my idol, you are so awesome!"

The onlookers all looked like stars and looked fanatical. Yun Guo was powerful, which deeply shocked their hearts.

"Karma, what weapon are you holding, so fierce?" The saint looked incredible and looked at the stick of life in Yun Guo's hand. Qingqing and the others were the same, and they were stunned.

"If I see it right, it should be the stick of life." Dangling stared at life, her eyes full of envy, holding a divine weapon, who would compete with her?

Dangling, Cold Moon Ye. Yun Guo was shocked. The name of the two was well-known. He was once a storm on the list of the Gods of the Five Continents and the object of looking up. Now he has joined the Temple of Gods. This is great news. Yun Guo understood that as the Temple of Gods continues to develop and become stronger, it will attract more masters to join. Looking at the Kirin at the feet of Dangling, Yun Guo was happy again. Another divine pet in the Temple of Gods, he smiled and said, "It is the Staff of Life, welcome you to join the Temple of Gods."
Chapter completed!