"All soldiers, listen to my orders!"
Luo Lin Qing was desperate, and with a sharp sword, he tore dozens of nightmare knights to pieces, flew up, and threw despair directly, with a "knock" sound, half of the sword blade pierced into the city bricks, surrounded by The power of thunder continued to swallow and kill the nightmare knights who came up, while Luo Lin stood proudly in the sky, surrounded by the power of the sanctuary, with a palm, a huge energy shock wave swept the rock, and a group of nightmare knights fell to their deaths. , Facts have proved that there is indeed an unreachable distance between the Juggernaut-level and the Sanctuary-level. At this moment, Luo Lin is no longer the original Luo Lin.
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"Long live your Royal Highness Luo Lin!"
A group of knights from the Cold Wind Legion raised their swords and cheered. Everyone was almost out of breath by the offensive of the alien demon. Until Luo Lin appeared in despair, everyone finally felt a huge encouragement. With strength, it seems that with Luo Lin guarding here, the Cold Desolate Dragon City will definitely not fall.
The fighting continued, and the Nightmare Knights rushed to the city endlessly, colliding with the NPC headed by Luo Lin, there was no way out for the two sides, and they never died!
"Smack... Smack... Smack..."
As one corpse fell to the ground, there were more and more corpses on the city.
"Sisi..."
I stood in front of the sword holding my sword, my eyes drenched and I noticed a subtle change. Among the densely packed corpses on the city, the Sword of Despair was inserted there. I saw a trace of blood red on the brain of each corpse, as if The light smoke was pulled by the force, and flew endlessly in the direction of despair, lingering around the blade, and then slowly being absorbed.
In the air, Luo Lin raised his head, a faint blood appeared on the surface, took a deep breath, showing an expression of enjoyment, a trace of hideous color passed across the handsome cheeks, which made me more sure that Luo Lin is indeed no longer what he used to be. Rollin.
No matter how many alien demons were killed, it would not change the fact that Luo Lin killed his father for strength and power.
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The palm of his hand suddenly rose, and a huge sanctuary palm print bombarded the city. A group of nightmare knights who had just rushed up were photographed into a pile of minced meat. Luo Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Ats!"
Suddenly, a group of soldiers from the Eight Desolate City and Dragon City soldiers raised their swords and cheered: "King Luo Lin! King Luo Lin! King Luo Lin! Long live the new king of the Wild City! Long live King Luo Lin!"
Su Ke raised his battle axe and laughed haha: "King Luolin has stepped into the sanctuary, hahaha, we finally have truly strong leaders in the Eight Desolate City and the Cold Desolate Dragon City, strange demons, you guys don’t want to get involved. Desolate Continent, die!"
Darling danced the iron chain, bound the three nightmare knights there, and smiled: "Hurry up and kill, the attack speed and movement speed of this group of beasts are too fast!"
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"elder brother… "
Angela carried the destruction and walked towards Luo Lin along the blood-stained city. Looking up at the appearance of Brother Wang, Angela's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, and she trembled: "Brother... are you absorbing the city? The souls of these fallen soldiers... are you using their soul power? You... how can you do this?"
Luo Lin was stunned: "Angela, what's the matter with you?"
Angela trembled and suddenly said sharply: "You just need to answer me, yes or no!"
Luo Lin was silent for a few seconds and said: "Yes!"
"You..." Angela gritted her silver teeth and pointed her hand in the direction of the Eight Desolate City, and said: "They are all warriors of our homeland. They died bravely to protect the Eight Desolate City. Their sacrifice is sacred, brother, how about you? Can you blaspheme their souls? Are you worthy of your father's respect and trust in you?"
"Respect and trust?"
Luo Lin suddenly smiled, looked down at Angela, and said softly: "My silly sister, you don't seem to understand the current situation, right? The northern monsters invaded. If I don't do everything to stop them, what will I do? Come to be worthy of the impending fall of the Eight Desolate City and Tianling Empire? Yes, I absorbed their soul power, but this is the characteristic of despair. The stronger the soul power, the stronger I will be. The souls of these warriors can defend the territory after their death. , Shouldn't it be what they want to do most?"
Angela smiled slightly, with despair in her eyes: "The soul that has been refined, the personality and dignity that have been trampled on, what kind of warriors are they talking about? They are just a bunch of poor people who have been used... Brother, you really have changed. Up!"
"Shut up!"
Luo Lin couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand and pointed to the north, and said: "If I don't try my best to become stronger, who will resist the coming stronger alien king? Ling Han led the attack, who can resist? Are you? Angela, tell me, can your kindness and kindness protect the Eight Desolate City from being trampled by iron hoofs?"
Angela trembled all over, looking at Luo Lin, clenching her silver teeth, after a few seconds, she said calmly: "Please... don't sink deeper, otherwise I really can't see the future and hope of the Bahuang City. …"
"Don't worry!" Luo Lin said, "I know what I'm doing, and I know what I want!"
"good… "
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At this moment, there was a whistling from a distance. Finally, the 20th wave of BOSS was about to appear, and the earth trembled slightly. Soon after, a wave of dark nightmare knights appeared in the jungle below the mountain, and, in the middle of the nightmare knights , A warlord full of flames appeared, holding a majestic sharp blade in his hand, a pure black battle armor, and riding an iron horse with a shaggy armor under his crotch. The horse sprayed with flames, and the horse lightly stepped on it. On the ground, he seemed to be impatiently waiting for the charge.
"Finally coming again..."
Lin Wan'er leaned against the cold stone bricks on the city wall and looked at the earth. The jackets of the trainer's winter clothes swayed gently under the cold wind on her chest, making her full lined upright and more beautiful. She said leisurely: "Wave 20 Boss, I don’t know what attributes it is, Azhu, should we get involved in this wave?"
I thought for a while: "Assisting the NPC in battle, we are not the main force of the sad reminder! Anyway, Prague and Feng have no power to kill the BOSS. We... So we dispatched me and you, and Li Mu to melee, remote assistance, and pot hanger treatment. It's almost there. In fact, we don't have a few people anymore. Let's do our best and try our best to let the BOSS burst out the equipment. This is already the final stage of defending the city.
"Well, I know!"
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Down the mountain, the BOSS rider suddenly drew his sharp blade, raised his sword high, and a smirk flashed across his mouth, saying: "Nightmare Knights, the final charge, step on the cold and deserted dragon city, let those humble humans know, The iron hoof of the demon army cannot be contained no matter how hard they try! Kill!"
With the roar of horseshoes, a large number of nightmare knights under the leadership of the BOSS launched an impact, and I came to the edge of the city, watching the BOSS getting closer and closer, and finally suddenly got the rough information of the BOSS, flying back, and this A wave of BOSS information is shared in the channel of the whole guild—
[Silence of War·Tang Yanxiong] (Boss of Xianlin Rank)
Level: 120
attack:? ?
defense:? ?
Qi and blood:? ?
Skills: [Wrath of Silence] [Wrath of War] [Length of Killing Intent] [God and Ghost Ranwu] (Please forgive me for being an NC fan 0.0 of Three Kingdoms Heroes 3)
Introduction: Tang Yan, an outstanding commander in the ancient times, has been talented since he was a child, and is well versed in swordsmanship and fighting skills. He reached the realm of swordsman at only 17 years old, and finally stepped into the sanctuary at the age of 30. A sanctuary-level commander was later ambushed in World War I and died in a heroic battle. The body and soul were found by Ling Han, and he was eventually resurrected, becoming a brave commander of the alien army...
"BOSS is coming..."
I took a deep breath and said, "For a while, we must not challenge the boss. Try to use skills or special effects to delay the attack and defense of the boss. Let Luo Lin fight hard, and we can help from the side."
Yue Qingqian blinked: "But Brother Xiaoyao, Luo Lin is a big bad guy, are we really going to help a big bad guy?"
I smiled helplessly: "Then what can we do about Qian Qian... We can only see that we can kill Tang Yan one step at a time. Otherwise, the cold and desolate dragon city is at stake, and the consequences are much more serious than anything else."
"Well, I know!"
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"Battle formation!"
On the Dragon City, a commander of the Purple Star Legion ordered the knights to form a defensive formation. However, the line was not fully formed, and Tang Yan had already carried a sharp blade to slaughter the city, and the blade broke through the air with energy. The surging, nirvana fell among the soldiers, and the flesh and blood flew across. This is not the case. Tang Yan's cloak flew behind him, and the fury of war was launched. On his side, energy phantoms wielding a sharp blade were condensed, and they coordinated to attack and kill the surrounding ones. The NPC army in the Eight Desolate City invaded like a killer.
"Too arrogant!"
Luo Lin let out a low drink, suddenly possessed and rushed down, his iron fist raised, and a heavy flame blasted out, hitting Tang Yan's chest.
The corner of Tang Yan's mouth raised, and his body slightly banged his elbow against Luo Lin's iron fist, cleverly blocking the sanctuary blow, reaching out and grabbing the reins of the war horse, and the iron-clad horse stopped with a neigh. Live, Tang Yan turned around and it was a sword attack!
"boom!"
Luo Lin retreated several steps, the sanctuary vortexed around his body, a hand far away, the desperate trembling on the ground in the distance, it had already signed some kind of spiritual contract with Luo Lin, and flew to the new owner in the air. After reaching out to hold the long sword, Luo Lin waved the cross and fought with Tang Yan. What surprised us was that Tang Yan was surprisingly tyrannical. He wielded the sword against Luo Lin without fear. Moreover, there were a large number of people behind him. The nightmare knights were killed and the blades were dancing, and the shock waves of the blades bursting into the air erupted around Luo Lin.
"Damn..."
Luo Lin's shirt was torn apart inch by inch, and he was actually a bit disadvantaged.
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"Go!"
I rushed forward with my sword, and the sharp blade was thrown away. The Zhenyue sword pierced Tang Yan's chest with a "knock". With one hand, the prehistoric world was locked again, and suddenly attracted a certain degree of hatred.
"Flies, are you looking for death?"
Tang Yan turned and looked at me with a grinning smile.