MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-v2 Chapter 791 Who is the master

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"Kill him, rush into the temple, fast!"

Seeing that the sword slaves who guarded the gates of the temple were unfathomable, Raymond’s pupils tightened and ordered, while holding a fire-sword ‘h’. The star-studded masters such as Cameron, the Wandering Sword, the Thundering Star Jun, and the Dark King have followed suit and joined forces. The other elders of the Alliance tacitly commanded the army to spread out, surrounded the temple and pursued the defeated arbiter leg in the castle.

laugh……

A flash of lightning suddenly pierced the sky, and the thunder rushed straight to the sword slave who blocked the door of the temple, shining brightly, with a piercing sound. Wherever passed, the air bursts and twists! Compared with Yang Ling’s soul lightning, the soul attack is far away, but it seems to be imposing and more shocking!

After the explosion of the star, the first to arrive, the first to launch a fierce attack on the sword slave!

"It’s all dying to disturb the masters of retreat!"

Lei Bing Xingjun attacked sharply, but the swordsman who had white beards and whites still did not wave, and did not move. Slightly said that after the body swayed, it was incredibly flashing over the imposing lightning. The simple and sharp sword swayed gently, and an invisible sword gas fired out like a lightning bolt. A deep, long wound left on the chest of the starburst.

Oh...

Just as the sword slave's wrist sank, ready to take advantage of the victory, a touch of cold light crossed the air, went straight to his throat, with a hot purple flame. At the crucial moment, Raymond finally succumbed and did not hesitate to attack. Based on years of intelligence, he knows that as long as the unspeakable sword slave is killed, he can directly enter the temple where the master is!

Raymond is fast, and the wandering sword is not slow. The sword is one, and the 咻 的 的 直 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛 膛At the same time, the air suddenly screamed the sound of the slay, and turned into an invisible sword, directly attacking the soul of the sword slave. Tiangu, who was originally helping in the distance, also killed with the Guqin!

Raymond, Thunderbolt Star Jun, Wandering Sword Zun, and Tiangu, instantly launched a tacit and sharp attack!

Flowing clouds team?

At the same time, faced with the joint attack of several great tops, even if the strength is strong, the sword slave can not help but move. Although the squadron team has long been unrecognizable and lost several core players, it is still a small task for the surviving Raymond and Tiangu to join forces to attack!

Hey, hey, hehe...

In front of the temple, there was a crisp voice, and the unspeakable sword slaves escaped the loneliness of the crowd at a ghostly speed, and then launched a sharp counterattack. In a short moment, Raymond and others turned back a little bit of blood, and the people who watched the crowd were nervous. Although I know that there must be a master guardian around the lord, but I didn’t expect the beard to be white, and it seems that the savvy sword slaves are so powerful that they are so powerful!

A **** is already so powerful, the so-called supreme master, that is still there?

Look at the fierce battle in the field, look at the face is dull, it seems that the sword slaves are still more than enough, Yang Ling could not help but be surprised. Look at the more and more coalition soldiers outside the temple, smelling more and more **** smell in the air, decisively making an attack, and sending the 12 ancestors together. After completely capturing the Meteor Castle, the feeling of uneasiness in the heart has not only disappeared, but has become more and more intense. Uneasy, there is no hesitation, I hope to speed up.

Roar……

The ancestors screamed loudly, and took the giant axe to rush out. Behind them, the ancestors such as the back soil and the co-workers quickly followed up and fiercely. Still not hands-on, the murderous and murderous murder of the heavens made the onlookers suffocate and uncomfortable.

"God, is this the real ancient wizard?"

"No wonder the Warcraft gods swept across the major planes. With twelve such horrible peerless powers, who are their opponents?"

......

The onlookers were amazed and instinctively withdrew quickly, away from the battlefields of the twelve ancestors and swordsmen; even Raymond and the wandering swordsmen and others, stunned and rushed out of the battlefield. After a long battle, they understand that it is difficult to defeat the swords and slaves whose strength is unfathomable. The only hope is that they will be placed on Yangling and his amazing fighting powers!

Twelve top ancient wizards?

Look at the murderous days and the ancestors of the Houtu, the sword slaves changed their faces, the pupils tightened, and they finally met the real opponents. Before he even thought about it, a giant axe suddenly appeared in front of him. The thunder was unstoppable, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the speed was too fast to escape!

Boom……

The sword slaves rushed out of the sword, despite the strong axe that forced the imprisonment, but the tiger's mouth was numb, the arms were so soft, and the sharp sword was almost shaken out. I didn’t have time to rest, and a pair of claws shouted from the back to the shoulders. Under the horror, I instinctively bent down and flashed the key; but the neck was safe and the shoulders were torn away by the belt. Piece!

Known as the **** of space, the ancestral emperor of the river, silently sneaked into the sword slave and suddenly shot, almost successfully broke his neck!

“This is the true strength of the ancient wizards?”

The injured sword slaves flashed a touch of cold light, murdered the machine, subconsciously recited a few silent spells, and the sky swayed with a hidden wave. However, look at the more and more coalition soldiers on the square, look at the cold-faced Yang Ling and others who are not far away, and then look at the huge axe that is suddenly close at hand, quickly close your mouth, and backhand a sword again. The giant axe, pull out and retire! Unexpectedly, I haven’t taken a few steps, and a sharp long arrow is coming!

Xuan Ming bone arrow!

The cold-faced ancestral sorcerer Xuan Ming, looking at the opportunity to shoot a sharp arrow, ‘噗’ a hole in the chest of the sword slave. Then, a hot flame descended from the sky, shrouded the sword slave who couldn't wait to escape. The high temperature makes the crowd seem to fall into the crater, sweating instantly, and the throat is dry!

The roaring ancestors wished to melt and suddenly shot!

......

The ancestral ancestors and the Houtu and others held their own top-level witches to launch a sharp attack with tacit understanding. The twelve ancestors gathered together, and before they even showed their gods, they broke out with amazing fighting power. Although the sword slaves are powerful, they have no power to fight back when the ancestors are attacked by waves.

puff……

After a muffled sound, the sword slave who was burned by the fire was smashed out by the ancestral sorcerer, and the stone pillars that stood on the square stopped after a bang. Bloody, twitching and squatting on the ground, the heart stopped beating and the vitality quickly dissipated!

"Planic, Pranjic..."

Look at the sword slaves lying on the ground motionlessly, the demon king who was seriously injured was screaming, but he did not expect that even the unskilled sword slaves were not opponents. Under horror, desperately slammed into the heavy door of the temple, and his mind was blank. The castle has fallen, the arbiter's legion has collapsed, and the arbiters who are on the high side have either become captives of the coalition forces or have been killed on the spot. Now, only the help of the ruler who retreats in the temple is the only way to live!

"Not good, big things are bad, help!"

After slamming into the heavy door, the demon lord, who was seriously injured, climbed and rolled, stumbling into the temple full of runes, shouting out loudly for help. Unexpectedly, in addition to hanging in the air, slowly spinning the wheel of time and space, the empty temple can not find a figure, simply can not find the dominant figure!

"Man, where is the ruler?"

The demon leader was stunned and looked at the empty temple in disbelief. Raymond and Yang Ling, who quickly rushed in, were no exception. No one had thought that it was said that he was seriously injured and that he had subdued the supreme rule of millions of years in the temple, but he was not in the temple at all!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, supreme master, life-saving, life-saving..." The demon king led the screaming, screaming like a madman, and his eyes were red. Turning around and looking at the slowly approaching Raymond and the wandering swordsmen and others, in a panic, desperately rushing to the wheel of time and space hanging in the air!

"No... stop him, don't let him forcefully summon the master, fast!" Tiangu, who is holding the guqin, screams and turns into a breeze, rushing to the crazy demon king, speeding like lightning, but still late A step.

Oh...

After a scorn, the dull, crescent-shaped wheel of time and space suddenly emits dazzling golden light, rotating at a high speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Before everyone reacted, the sound of ‘咻’ came out, like a blood-red sun hanging over the fallen meteor castle. In the eyes of everyone, they quickly stopped spinning and stood still; followed, and without waiting for everyone to breathe a sudden sound, they screamed at a speed tens of thousands of times faster than before, bursting with dazzling golden light.

what……

Under the glare of golden light, no matter the horrified coalition soldiers or the captives of the captives, all of them fell down in rows and quickly turned into a pool of blood, leaving only one soul to wander between the heavens and the earth. Millions of the army, the blink of an eye will be smouldering, the superiority of the wanderer's strength, down to the ordinary **** soldiers, no one is spared!

"Ah..., counted, we..., all counted! Master..., the ruler is by our side! Only the masters are hands-on, the wheel of time and space... will have such a terrible power!" His face was pale, and he looked around in horror. The corner of his mouth oozes a trace of blood, his body is shaking, and he struggles to hold the wall engraved with runes.

The soldiers quickly turned into a pool of blood, and she and Raymond and other peerless powers survived with great strength, but they were also seriously injured. Even if it is a quick response, the twelve ancestors who were in a circle around Yang Ling in time will be snorted, and a drop of sweat will appear on the forehead!

"The ruler is by our side, who is it, who is it?"

Listening to Tiangu’s saying that the survivors are shocked and stunned, and everyone is at risk. Everyone is at risk~www.novelbuddy.com~The intimate brothers, the time may become an enemy of terror, no one Know who is the master. Tiangu used to be a master for millions of years. He has borrowed some of the magical powers of the wheel of space and time to manage the cage of God. He is most familiar with the wheel of time and space, and it is impossible to judge it. Can fully motivate the wheel of time and space, instantly killing the mighty of millions of troops, obviously only dominates himself!

"Master, who is the master? Where did the former ruler go, is it..."

Look at the empty temple, look at the horrible space-time wheel hanging in the air, Yang Ling heart shock. According to legend, until now, there have been 28 masters in history, and no one knows where the former masters went. Coincidentally, in addition to the twelve ancestors who were resurrected by themselves, even the corpse witch, Raymond, Tiangu and Star City Cameron and others, there are just twenty people left in the temple!

cold!

The biting cold!

Look at the familiar people, Yang Ling has a deep chill, sweating; the feeling of restlessness in the heart is so strong that it is almost impossible to breathe, the tower-shaped imprint of the eyebrows, jumping wildly!

(To be continued) ()