MTL - Virtual World: Conquering the World-Chapter 1083 Servant

"Ding ~!"

The system prompts: Please name the servant!

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A bar appears on the interface in front of you, waiting to enter the name of the servant of the god. There is no doubt that the void warrior in front of you is the original owner of the temple, servant of the god.

After the fall of the Lord of War, this place has been waiting for nothing, and today, after the release of the Celestial Edition, I was lucky to get the inheritance of the Temple of War, which made me ecstatic. The inheritance of the 17 temples has given me the most wanted Temple of War. This is really ecstatic.

The inheritance halo obtained by the Temple of War heirs. All friendly units within 1000 yards receive a 20% attack power bonus. Such a powerful skill is worthy of the name of the **** of war. A player with a war aura is definitely a commanding force. The perfect candidate for Ma charge!

Looking at the servant soldier in front of him, his face was unclear, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, and the connection of the armour was nothing, but a vast force filled his body, even me. A clear sense of how powerful his field is.

There is no doubt that with the opening of the Tianyu version, it is definitely not only me and Ling Xue who can ascend to the realm of heaven. If our enemies ascend to the realm of heaven, maybe they will come to the temple of war to kick the field. At that time, the servant soldier should Belongs to the ace-level guards.

In my heart, I suddenly thought of the late deputy commander of the Baiyun City Silver Cavalry Regiment, Lieutenant General Lin Qiu, and the loyal and capable Lin Qiu who died in the battle against Frost Warsong Dal. It was a pity that Princess Feia also lost her majesty General, but the temperament of this servant in front of him is just like Lin Qiu.

So, I entered the name by hand: Lin Qiu!

"Master Xie given his name!"

The voice of the priest warrior Lin Qiu was powerful and said, "I used to be the Snapdragon of the God of War. Today, I will follow the general, cross the sky, and spread the name of the God of War to the world!"

I nodded: "Okay, take off your clothes. I'll engraved the words" Jing Zhong Bao Guo "on your back!"

"..."

Haha smiled, the priest still got a little more!

Open the skill bar, and sure enough, there is a blood-red wing icon next to the sacred state transformation skill named War Inheritance Transform, and a button to consolidate Inheritance Cyclone, and the transformation is no longer limited by time, This is awesome!

Excited, I stopped staying too much, went out, jumped out of the realm of heaven, the whole person quickly fell, and began to summon the Tyrannosaurus Rex!

"Roar!"

Mo Qing's figure appeared, Xiao Qing growled, and I let it go, Xiao Qing had turned into a ray of light and flew into my left arm, a majestic force surging in the arm, and gradually, the arm A pattern of cyan dragon head emerged from the armor, which is lifelike and glowing with ancient runes, which is the expression of the integration of Xiaoqing's mount attributes!

In this way, my blood is still 30 million, and the attack is strong, but I can move freely, and the shortcomings of turning hard when riding a dragon are swept away!

At the same time, countless blood-red cyclones flew all over, and behind them were a pair of wings of the main god, blood-red war wings, cold, handsome, and full of murderous spirit!

Already have the ability to fly in the air, and fall down. The following is the battlefield just now. Overlooking the earth, Silver Gun City has long been shrouded in fire. Snow Moon and the soul return to the battle robes to fight the city. How can Indian players resist? OK!

Under the gate, the shadows followed the wind, and the two brothers flirted with swords one after another, splitting the iron gate, and the seven-star lamp fluttered a sword in the distance, flying across countless Indian players, and loudly said: "The shadow follows the wind, The flamboyant spring and autumn, the two of you are cheering, you can't hit the gates for so long, haven't you eaten ?! "

All flamboyant spring and autumn eyes are green: "Your mother, do you want to fight?"

Qixing Lantern smiled, "You're welcome, continue ..."

At this moment, hundreds of elite Indian players emerged from the city. Among them, at least 50 players who were transformed into the Holy Land were led by the barbaric throne, Qinghe, Cyclone and Qingtian who had already been teleported. Obviously, the elite players in India have almost all gathered here.

The Qixing lamp gave a low drink and said, "Go! The barbarian throne is here, so be careful and be prepared for defense!"

It was said that sooner or later, the barbarian throne jumped down the city wall and split a sword out of thin air. At the moment, the snowy moon and the silver cymbal iron ride were split to the west, and even a few of them were killed because of a fatal blow from the barbarian throne. Seckilled!

"Hey!"

The barbarian throne was arrogant, and he immediately mounted the golden monitor. The monitor opened his mouth wide and swallowed it. He smashed a silver iron rider with a horse and shattered it. The barbarian throne danced with swordsmanship. Out, a group of Snow Moon players fell to the ground, not at all opponents.

Not only that, but also cyclones, Qinghe, etc. turned into cyclones and fell, sweeping in all directions, arrogant posture, and even more terrible was the emergence of seven or eight sanctuary-level divisions in the city, singing mantras, and setting off meteors on the ground. Fire and rain and the sea of ​​fire, although the Yinxie Tieqi was elite but could not withstand this onslaught, he was killed in less than half a minute.

The Qixing lamp was furious, and Yang Jiandao said, "Yak ride on iron, give me!"

The soul returned to a group of cavalry in the battle robes, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes shook the earth.

The barbarian throne showed a disdainful smile and drank with a sword: "Fire at will!"

In the city, the dense high-ranking mage throws fireballs in a row, and a group of fiery fireballs bombards the yak iron rider. Point-to-point attacks, accompanied by the yak iron rider's constant fall, are completely unable to attack!

The Qixing lamp was shocked. The absolute strength of the Tiger Alliance is far above the soul returning to the battle robe. This is beyond doubt.

But at this moment, the sky was dark, and the red **** shone down.

The crowd looked up, but found that a god-level warrior carrying an ice sword fell down, spreading a pair of blood-red wings behind, wrapped in **** cyclones, the whole person was full of murderous and cold.

Suddenly, all the people were shocked.

"So ... who is that?" Huozuo narrowed his eyes. "Is it a human or a monster? Is it ... is it? I'm going, this appearance is too windy, right?"

Nangong Lexi glanced at a pair of beautiful eyes: "Oh, so handsome, if the player ..."

Ice tea glanced away and chuckled: "Very good, Silver Gun City is not guaranteed, our little invincible is finally deified ..."

That's right, there can be such a murderous appearance, and I'm the only one in the world.

Soaring above the gates of Silver Gun City, the North Sword is low, and I smiled slightly: "Barbaric throne, the people who led the Tigers immediately withdrew from Silver Gun City, then you will be rewarded with a corpse!"

The brutal throne stared round and screamed, "Put you-mum-dog-smelly-shy!"

Qixing Lantern laughed: "Ya is finally in a hurry, the scholar, ah, kill this bastard, and the rice barrels of Feng Xuan and Qing He, and destroy them together!"

I couldn't help but smile, looking at the barbarian throne with four eyes. Suddenly, my eyes were shot with a murderous spirit, and the whole person turned into a **** shadow!

"what?!"

Shocked by the barbaric throne, he could scarcely capture such a fast moving speed.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, blood splattered, and Beiming Sword cut straight into the neck of the golden dragon. I grinned, and even stunned the barbarian throne.

"Give me!" The barbarian throne fluttered his sword and screamed, "Frostwolf Tooth!"

It's another 7-second freeze. At this moment, how can I win? !!

The left arm was lifted lightly, and the shield of the sky was wrapped in layers of inheritance cyclones, but it was just a swing, and the power of the vast inheritance cyclone was already contained in the shield strike, which underplayed the opponent's big move.

The barbarian throne was stunned, but my right arm sank, and the North Sword spurted out a long sword slamming, blood splattered, and the giant skull of the golden dragon slammed into the ground. , The state of the mount has been interrupted stiffly!

The power gap between the two sides was opened by the realm of heaven. The barbaric throne, like an angry beast, issued a low roar, full of unwillingness to be angry.

"rustle……"

Stepping back on the grass, the Barbarian Throne knew that he was out of control, and he took the initiative to back off!

Everyone around was shocked. The King of India, the King of India, would actually retreat? In everyone's memory, this invincible commander-in-chief has no word "retreat" in his dictionary!

However, the fact is that at this moment, the Barbarian Throne knows that he does not have the strength to fight me, and he also knows that I have such a forbidden skill as the blood enchantment. Master, no one can stand the blood enchantment, this skill is simply the terminator of the top master.

As soon as the barbarian throne retreated, Qinghe and Fengxuan closed the gap immediately. The two men rode the fierce warhorse and directed the pet to attack. Like the two pets, they were both stinging hornet with poison cone!

"Buzz!"

The sound was very noisy. Beiming sword turned into cold light, brushing twice, the two bumblebees became four segments, killing in seconds!

"by!"

Qinghe was horrified ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ He swooped up with a low drink, danced his sword, and yelled, "Aurora chop!"

"brush!"

When the sword fell through, I simply hovered him with a simple shift + S route, but Qinghe was just like that. It was OK to be a first-class master, and he would only be killed if he met the first-class master.

"Oh!"

In the crisp sound, Qing He fell to his knees as soon as his knees were soft, and a large injury figure jumped from his head—

"3729484!"

Very good, the overbearing heritage has been transformed and has increased too much damage!

The wind swirled for a while, before I could rush to him. The sword of Beiming waved like a sickle of death, and the wind swirled to the ground. The whole person was split into two parts. The blood surged and burst. I didn't care about anything, the equipment of these two people was actually not very good.

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