The Magus Era Chapter 662: Sacrifice

"No!" An unbelievable long howl was issued by Tu Zheng, and with a wave of his hand, another hundred Tuzu ancestors jumped off the wall.

The enemy dares to fight, then chop them up, no matter how many!

This is the confidence that Jia Clan Warrior has accumulated during the long battle. They are too lazy to ponder the plots and tricks of the noble Yu nobles, they only know. The left-handed shield, the right-handed weapon, and the body armor are enough.

Conspiracy and deceit, compared to Jia Clan Warrior, which may have far less brain fluid than the Dragons, they ignore all conspiracy and deceit.

"The ancestors are on!" a hundred Tuzu ancestors roared loudly. Pray for the ancestral shelter of their veins in the legend that they have created. They have touched the breath of the Grand Dao rule, but in the fall, they cannot rely on the power of Grand Dao. They can only rely on the purest physical power and the hard-earned soil system Magic Power to fight!

Perhaps, and the weapons in their hands.

Any ancestor. At least there will be a holy warrior from ancient times. Born to be born with magical powers.

In the fall of the abyss, these holy soldiers cannot exert all kinds of magical powers like the outside world, but at least these holy soldiers are heavy enough, stable and sharp enough. In the panning world, this is the top **** Weapons.

In just a few breaths, one hundred Tuzu ancestors and one hundred Jia Clan slammed together fiercely.

No Magic magical power has been cast into the abyss. The most likely Magic is Magic Power, but it is very likely that a mouse will not be killed. The pure physical force drove the weapon in the hand to severely chop at the enemy, and the most primitive and pure physical force erupted instantly.

The weapons of the two sides collided together. Without the interference of the Heavenly Dao rule, the weapons of both sides slammed together with their own qualities.

The sound of 'click' is endless. In the horrifying eyes of the Turkish ancestors, the weapons in their hands were chopped down by Jia Clan Warrior weapons, and some of the poor quality soldiers were directly attacked by the enemy. The weapon was broken into pieces or split into two pieces.

Dozens of Turk ancestors whose weapons were destroyed vomited blood and retreated, but they failed to withdraw from the two steps. Jia Clan Warrior, which was extremely exquisite in combat skills, stepped forward and caught up with them like a cyclone. Submerged in their bodies, and brought a large swath of blood.

"Kill!" Jia Clan Warrior growled low. Heat and sweat were blowing all over them, as if a group of evil spirits from **** were wielding weapons and fiercely smashing a hundred Tuzu ancestors.

They deliberately vented the violent flames of their hearts and showed off their martial arts. So they cut off a hundred heads and patiently set out a rather spectacular view of Beijing. A battle Jia Clan Warrior leader touched a deep wound on his face and raised his weapon in the direction of the battlefield: "My tribe, invincible!"

Jia Clan Warrior, with a hint of religious sacredness and solemnity, raised their hands proudly and showed Ji Hao them the blood dripping from their hands and on their bodies.

They are not intact. Unable to perform magical powers, relying solely on physical force to fight, and a powerful gravitational field weakened most of their combat power. These Jia Clan Warriors also suffered varying degrees of injury to the tyrannical Tuzu ancestors.

Several Jia Clan Warrior were cut off their arms and split their chest and abdomen, but they still stood proudly there. The flesh and blood of their bodies squirmed, and the injuries were in the incredible eyes of the Tu people in the world, and they recovered in just a few breaths.

"Impossible!" Tu Zheng screamed exhaustedly: "How can their weapons be so strong?"

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes. This is why the origin of the Pan world is not strong enough. As a magic weapon created for heaven and earth, the holy soldiers bred by the Pan world are much weaker than the same order of Pangu World. . These Jia Clan who participated in the gambling battle are elite. The weapons in their hands are very extraordinary at first glance, but they are all weapons of heaven and earth.

While waiting for the elders of the heavens to speak, in addition to the Tus, other ancestors such as Mu Clan, Jin, Fire, Water Race, Kong, and Wind have ordered more than a thousand ancestors to jump off the wall. , Silently launched the charge.

Yemo enthusiastically sent a force to kill these barbaric ancestors one by one who were out of the city.

Blood covered the dark earth of the Fallen Abyss, and was quickly absorbed by the dry earth. In each drop of blood of these ancestors of various ethnic groups, there is a huge and pure element of five elements. Because of their death, the heaven and earth aura in the fallen abyss are much richer.

Looking at the death of many ancestors, the elder elder screamed with sorrow: "Enough! Do you want to destroy the root of my tribe? If our world really collapses, without the flower of Heavenly Dao, we Can a new ancestor be born among the people? "

"Save our strength for our people. If you are because of me and want to prove something ..."

"It's better for me to sacrifice!" Elder Tianji took a step forward, and in front of Yemo 唦, he shouted sternly: "Come in the world, Elder Zhangji fate is here, who will kill me?" (To be continued) .)

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