Divine Throne of Primordial Blood Chapter 39: Clash

Boom!

Crushing the celadon broken flower bowl that jumps a lot without stopping, Pohl's fat face shows extreme impatience: "I've had enough of these undead fleas. What I want Where is it? "

"They should be right ahead." Hawkeye Shack replied.

A handful of yellow sand flew in front of him, distorted into a golden arrow, pointing far away.

If it ’s not here and there are some weird things jumping out of the way from time to time, maybe they have already arrived.

"Hurry up!" Pohl strode forward.

A candlestick suddenly jumped out: "Don't try to steal anything from here!"

Pohl's eyelids rolled over: "oh, hell, is my favorite sterling silver candlestick, have you even come against me?"

The sterling silver candlestick shook his body: "This is not surprising, because it stains the blood of your respectful old Patriarch. After you inserted me into his throat, my body became infected His angry blood and the flame of revenge are waiting for this moment. "

"What did you say?" Several Sand Race stared at the candlestick in surprise.

"Ah! **** it!" Pohl patted his forehead: "I should have dissolved you already."

"If I was made of Akimine, you might do it," Candlestick replied.

A guard looked angrily at Pohl: "You said that the old Patriarch was killed by Human Race."

"Yes, I did say that, just as you said you would always be loyal to me." Pohl growled impatiently.

The guard shook his head.

He looks a little confused, not knowing what to do, but can only step back.

This may be his compromise.

But Pohl is obviously not satisfied with it.

"You shouldn't be the first one at both ends. Giving up loyalty is betrayal." Pohl reached out his big hand.

He doesn't move fast, but just so far away, the guard has automatically flown into his hands.

Pinching his throat, Pohl said, "I have admired you, but you are still stupid."

Then he squeezed his throat.

"oh!" Candlestick covered her eyes and shouted, "This is cruel!"

"It's still more cruel." Pohl said, taking a candlestick and pinching it in his hands.

But soon, the silver candlestick appears again.

It floats in the air: "You can't kill me!"

"I can, after I leave here, I will burn the fire here, all the dead here will be reduced to ashes!" Pohl Lengheng.

"No!" There was a sharp whistling sound in the castle.

Candlesticks, brooms, clocks, pianos, dishes, knives and forks, as well as tea cups and water bottles, are charging towards Pohl.

Even though they were crushed in next moment, Pohl was annoyed by the constant revival.

"Go away! You **** bits and pieces!" Pohl shouted impatiently, and a huge sandstorm rose suddenly, sweeping the surrounding area, and all the pieces close to him were twisted into powder.

This terrible sandstorm is never extinguished, and those projection lives can never approach him.

So he went to the direction of the Eagle Eye in such a big manner. His movement was so great that the sneak attack was simply a delusion.

So when he came to the end of the upper hallway, he saw Shi Mingfeng and Zhu Baiyu standing together, and he wasn't even surprised.

He said, "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but those pieces have delayed me for too long, which is really annoying."

Shi Mingfeng smiled: "I think they helped you ... I originally planned to give you an anti-surprise."

Pohl narrowed his eyes: "Listen to what you mean, as if you already knew the news of my coming?"

Zhu Baiyu snorted: "This is not strange, no one is stupid."

Pohl's face turned, and an invisible anger burst into the sky: "But you think of me as a fool, right? You lied to me with that kind of inferior method."

Zhu Xianyao sneered: "If it wasn't for some **** who cheated you before and raised your threshold for deception, this is the most suitable method for you."

"Roar!" Pohl roared.

Zhu Xianyao’s successfully angered him. The anger seemed to be the source of his power. Even the sand storm around him suddenly violently several times, and he swept away toward the people in front.

Shi Mingfeng raised his hand, the breeze came, the rain silk fell, and the disturbed rain silk fell. At the same time, Zhu Baiyu also take action, and the **** brilliance diffused. Together with the light wind and rain, it blocked the raging sandstorm.

At this time, the strength of Pohl can be seen. Although it is by one against two, one is still Monster Sovereign bloodline, but Pohl is not in the slightest.

Dust storms are raging wildly, and they have joined forces to fight a lot of fanfare. The storm is everywhere, everything is broken, the talking objects are good, or the entire castle building. They are shattered and destroyed in the confrontation, but Reborn again, the small half casts Shadow Space and thus falls into the cycle of life and death.

But Monster Sovereign bloodline is Monster Sovereign bloodline after all. If you continue to fight this way, Pohl is unlikely to beat the two together.

The problem is that Sand Race is not the only Luminary Light.

Just when the three people collided to the most intense moment, another Sand Race take action, who was also Luminary Light Realm, and two Sand Race Luminary Light’s combined, so that the power of the sandstorm increased sharply, and Shi Mingfeng and Zhu Baiyu immediately felt great pressure.

Seeing this, Ba Lieyuan, Zhao Jingwen also have take action, Sand Race.

The battle is like this. As long as it is unfolding, it is a process of continuous investment. The Vietnam War becomes more and more fierce until everyone is involved and the winner is defeated.

Su Chen does not plan to join the team just like this.

At the beginning of the battle, he stepped back.

"Where are you going? Do you want to run away without taking part in the battle?" Zhu Xianyao asked closely.

Her attention has always been on Su Chen.

"Of course, go to hidden treasure of Kirby Oz." Su Chen answered while leaving from the other direction.

"Leave everyone, go find hidden treasure yourself?" Zhu Xianyao followed, surprised.

"Yes." Su Chen replied as he walked straightforwardly: "It's nothing surprising. Don't forget that this is our purpose. The outcome of the battle is sometimes not so important. The important thing is whether we have reached our own. Purpose. We are not here to kill Pohl, but to take hidden treasure. It is meaningless to win Pohl without hidden treasure. On the other hand, as long as we get hidden treasure, we will win even if we lose.

"Speaking nicely, it's not a cover for your selfishness!" Zhu Xianyao loudly said.

"On the contrary, this is what I had agreed with Shi Mingfeng. You can now call me aloud to find hidden treasure and see if Shi Mingfeng will come to stop me. No, he won't, but Pohl may come Stop me. "

Zhu Xianyao suddenly: "How can this happen? He is not afraid of your personal gain?"

Su Chen laughed: "Of course not afraid, among all the people here, the only one he can trust is me."