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- "Blue Love of Life and Death!"
The sky suddenly turned blue for a short time, making people feel like they were under the sea, and the light became blurred. A strange wave hit the Demon Commander himself, and in an instant, everyone felt palpitations, and their bodies were almost stiff-
200000.
The shocking crimson numbers floated in the sky, like a small sun. Everyone present felt their scalps go numb.
Dongfang Herring glanced at the female magician with vigilant eyes. The knife just now was also shot by this person, and she only shot twice, knocking out 500,000 HP of the Moshuai himself.
"Everyone, back off!" Raising a toast. In the past, he was the most sensitive to the power of the Moshuai himself. As soon as he felt its fury, he would remind him immediately. Everyone is a top player, their reaction is far beyond that of ordinary people, their figures flicker, and they get away in an instant.
Almost at the same time, the dazzling red light exploded, chasing after the buttocks, almost covering everyone, but this little bit was farther than the horizon.
Swish——
The red glow faded like a tide, as if it had never appeared before. Everyone escaped, but no one was happy. The blood volume of the Moshuai himself remained the same, and did not return to full value as before. But the bone dragon died, more than half of the Tongue King Kong died, and the hydra summoned by a master also died.
Both the Bone Dragon and the Hydra are the main forces to resist the main body of the Moshuai head-on. If the two die, it is not easy to get the Moshuai himself.
"Fit together!"
Because of the large number of the Tongue Pulling King Kong, they were spread out widely, and all of them died when they were close to the Demon Commander himself, but half of them survived outside the envelope of the red light. Dongfang Herring made them fit together immediately.
Without the bone dragon and hydra, we can only rely on the fit and tongue-drawing King Kong.
At this time, 7*5z w.com Zhang Si. "It's up to you!" Half a cup of red bean milk tea dropped a sentence, turned into a bolt of lightning and shot at the Demon Commander himself. He had already put away his magic wand, and now he was holding a sword.
?No one saw clearly how he shot, the dazzling light shone in all directions, and disappeared in an instant, and the half cup of red bean milk tea had returned to its original position. A series of shocking red numbers floated up from the head of Mo Shuai himself-
8650-
8921-
9125
The total is close to 100,000, and the power of a sword is as powerful as a sword. Thinking that he can also summon the bone dragon, Dongfang Qingyu sighed in his heart, no wonder these people have survived until now, none of them are simple people.
Moshuai himself wanted to hunt down half a cup of red bean milk tea, but suddenly a bloody light appeared on his back, bending like a rainbow.
"Draw!" the faint voice of Mr. Late sounded.
Swish——-
80000.
The Demon Commander turned around angrily, and the fist of the combined tongue-drawing King Kong fell like a meteorite.
boom!
The Moshuai deity is like a nail being smashed into the ground. Everyone took turns to attack, although they were the first to cooperate, they had a tacit understanding and did not give Mo Shuai himself the slightest chance to fight back.
But Mo Shuai's deity is too powerful, if it were other bosses, he would have died long ago, but it is not, it is alive and well. If it weren't for Dongfang Herring's first-class operation, and the Tongue Pulling King Kong would punch it at critical moments, there might not be many people left.
"Be careful—" It feels accurate to be three kilometers away from home, but it's still too late.
The Demon Commander himself aimed at the Shaolin bronze monk, and threw two consecutive punches, blasting the Shaolin bronze monk into a cloud of blood mist.
"I rely on—" Shaolin Bronze Monk's unwilling voice floated in the air. The Demon Commander himself usually throws a punch, because one punch is enough to deal with the enemy. Shaolin Bronze Monk's defense is extremely high, and he can block a single punch without dying, so he was careless and didn't prepare a double puppet in time. Who knew that the Demon Commander himself would suddenly throw two punches this time.
"The Demon Commander himself is very cunning, everyone be careful!" Toasting his face in the past, his face was ugly, the Shaolin bronze monk died, and there was one less person who could block the Demon Commander himself. Although the Shaolin Bronze Monk can only block one punch, sometimes one punch is a life. Another point is that Shaolin Bronze Monk came with him. After he died, he and three kilometers away from home were left on their side, and the rest were people who favored Dongfang Herring. In case of a dispute, he and the three kilometers away from home will be very passive.
Soon, an hour passed, and everyone's expressions became ugly. They are all elites. They are lucky. They have more skills and props than ordinary players. They have big moves one after another, but after an hour, they have used them all.
Moshuai himself is still alive and well.
"Hold!"
The late son escaped into the void, but was blasted out by the 'death missile', and was resurrected with a 'stand-in puppet', his face ashen. ?The "stand-in puppet" is not Dali Wan, and he only has this one left. If you die again, you will really hang up.
Boom——
The combined Tongue Pulling King Kong fell apart and turned into dust.
强牺  读牺。 ah——
The screams of a smile and hatred stopped abruptly after only halfway out. Everyone looked at the dissipating red mist, and their backs felt cold.
"Back!" Dongfang Herring suddenly felt a palpitation, and it was too late to resort to the skill of 'fit', and teleported 100 meters in seven seconds. A scream sounded from behind, and the two turned their heads, and saw that the number of Moshuai himself had become ten.
"Clone technique!" The voice of the seven-second memory was full of despair.
With the more bullying the less, everyone is not the opponent of the Moshuai himself. The Moshuai himself has 10 avatars, and the number exceeds the number of players. One-on-one, the masters are not opponents, and half of them hang up in an instant.
Fortunately, there is a time limit for the avatar technique of the magic handsome deity. After three seconds, the avatar will return to the main body.
"Everyone, don't come close!" Half a cup of red bean milk tea was so powerful that it survived the attack of the magic commander himself. However, looking at his appearance is not easy, wasting several props. The avatar of the Demon Commander himself was over, and he couldn't wait to take out his magic wand.
"The black sun destroys the world!"
Forbidden Curse! Dongfang Herring's heart skipped a beat, and he retreated again with his seven-second memory.
Boom——
The black sun emerged, as if it was about to crush the earth, and fell heavily on the body of Mo Shuai himself. The body of the Demon Commander himself radiated dazzling rays of light. The three kinds of rays of light, green, red, and black, complement each other, resisting the power of the black sun.
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Buzz——
The shock wave swept across all directions, and the black mist disappeared silently. The field of vision suddenly became much clearer-
1500000.
The black sun disappeared, and the Demon Commander himself was not dead, but very weak.
Dongfang Herring and Seven Seconds Memory broke out in a cold sweat. Half a cup of red bean milk tea was cruel enough, and there was even a forbidden spell hidden in it, which was only released now. If it weren't for the special environment of the magic barrier, the black mist could suppress the power of magic infinitely, and the power of the forbidden spell could only be exerted by 60% to 70%, and the two of them would have died.
Even so, Dongfang Herring also consumed the 'Rock Gold Soup' and two items.
There are no more players around the Demon Commander himself. It is not known whether they are all dead, or they used their skills to escape. Dongfang Herring had no time to worry about other things, and a teleportation appeared next to Mo Shuai himself. Almost at the same time, a long rainbow pierced through the void and shot at Mo Shuai himself.
"Changhong pierces the sun!"
Dongfang Herring gave the pseudo-forbidden spell level skill of seven-second memory.
强牺  读牺。-150000.
Mo Shuai's body trembled, but he was still alive, with a frighteningly high blood volume. Mo Shuai's angry eyes shot at the seven-second memory, and suddenly a golden light shot on it.
"Goldfinger!"-
250000.
At this time, .c*om Zhang Si. Mo Shuai's body trembled violently, but he was still alive.
"Dongfang Herring, how dare you——" Half a cup of red bean milk tea came back to life, watching a huge shadowy hand grabbing the deity of Mo Shuai, his eyes cracked. He was still in a delayed state, unable to do anything but watch.
"Death grip!"-
50000.
Mo Shuai's blood volume cleared to zero, and he let out a heart-shattering scream of unwillingness, and fell heavily.
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