Chapter 3681： Overturning moment (1/2)
After using the Saint-level Blood Sea Card, a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. In the sea of blood, the cultivators of the Protoss were suddenly stunned on the spot.
”Why are our bodies suddenly soft...” (Protoss language)
”Damn... My combat power, Azi, is rapidly decreasing...”
”It's the same with me, how can I be like this...”
”Damn... **** it!”
”What kind of magic is this...”
”I'm obviously in the Saint Realm Realm, now...how come I have fallen into the Sanctuary Realm power...”
”This... the previous one is very different!”
”Change... changed, really changed, not like this...”
”Huh... these people are too weird, and now they don't understand it more and more...”
”Kill! Kill them!”
”Everyone shot together, don't go for it anymore!”
”charge!”
The shouting gradually increased, and these protoss soldiers looked at each other, and at this moment had already given up any idea of escape.
If you want to escape, you have already escaped before. At this time, you can only grit your teeth and continue rushing forward...
At the moment when the mentality bursts, nothing can be said clearly...
”The high-ranking sages, the top sages, and some intermediate sacred-level cultivators of the Protoss have been intercepted by the golden armored puppets...”
”He helped us solve the biggest problem...”
”At the moment, there are only a dozen middle-ranked sages and hundreds of low-ranked sages left...”
”In the sea of blood, their cultivation bases have all been lowered by one level, and they have each become a low-level saintly-level combat power and an eight-star peak sanctuary-level combat power...”
”Eight-Star Peak Sanctuary Realm... Then it's not a concern...”
”As for a dozen or so low-ranking sages, haha... it's not impossible to deal with...”
Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thought to himself in his heart, and then began to deploy calmly.
”Dragon Bone Whale...”
”charge!”
”The God of Artillery Corps! All the Artillery of the God of Death follow the order! Give up the artillery battle temporarily and draw out your saber and star-core pistol from your waist! Battle at close range!”!
”Your goal is to fight against those Protoss cultivators with low-level Saint Venerable realm combat power!”
”The rest of the major legions, based on the legions, will radiate and punish the surrounding areas!”
”Kill! Kill! Kill!”
”Army attack!”
Fang Fan’s voice resounded throughout the surrounding area, and for this place, a brand new battle has already begun!
As for how the next situation will develop, it depends on the overall change of the situation!
However, judging from the current situation, it is basically a direct horizontal push...
The scene looks particularly surging and exciting!
The killing has never stopped!
In a sea of blood, the cultivators of the Protoss who had been reduced in combat power sadly discovered that they were being fully attacked...
I want to resist, but I can't find a chance...
As a result, it has been completely suppressed...
Suppression came and suppressed, and the whole person began to be totally depressed...
Mentality, collapsed!
Everything is completely split...
This... also play a hammer!
Can't play...
Just... nothing...
On the ground, a piece of floating corpse...
Collapsed...
It's all collapsed...
Death is the only theme at the moment.
The third-class **** of the Protoss Absolute Sovereign Realm held Brewer's chest and stood trembling to the side, with the long sword in his hand against the ground, so that his body could barely be supported.
At this moment, the lips are whistling, and there are large swaths of hot blood flowing on the chest, and the whole person looks muddled. I don't know the so-called...
”Ah……”
”Ha ha ha...”