Chapter 612： Change [4] (1/2)

With severe pain, Xie Aoyu felt that the meridians, flesh, rubber bands, and bone marrow were suffering from unimaginable pain, as if there was a devastating force to destroy him bit by bit.

This is the remnant power of the Angel's Holy Child.

Just a kind of residue, Xie Aoyu felt that he could not bear it anymore. He saw the mysterious woman screaming in pain and excitement in the tri-color **** Dan, and faintly understood the mystery of the angel's holy fetus. Master Gothic is the strongest. Legend has it that his fighting spirit has surpassed the quasi-combat emperor, but his physical fitness cannot be achieved, and the current situation seems to be changing physical fitness.

If it meets the requirements of the emperor, does it mean that it can easily reach the emperor?

A strong unwillingness poured out from Xie Aoyu's heart.

Never let the mysterious woman rise!

If she is strong, she will surely die. Never. Xie Aoyu screamed constantly in his heart. He was madly surging his strength, but he found that he was too weak and too weak to compete with the mysterious woman.

”Da! Da! Da! ...”

Footsteps sounded.

Xie Aoyu didn't need to go and knew that the twelve masters such as Zheng Xinhua, Yin Xiaolin, Jon, and Silva were about to take a shot. Now is their best time. They are seriously injured and cannot fight anymore. Soul and soul, then only Zhou Zhenwang, Bing Ge, Lang Zhantian, and Yan Lingwu faced the siege of the twelve masters.

How to compete?

Yin Xiaolin and other three Scourge masters are vulnerable in front of Xie Aoyu, who possesses the wooden attribute. However, except for the natural restraint of the wooden attribute, they almost become the natural enemies of each other. Even if it is Yan Lingwu, it may not be To Yin Xiaolin wins.

”Don't do anything at this time, and when will we wait for everyone to kill Xie Aoyu together, this will be the best time!” Silva, the western swamp man, roared excitedly.

”slow!”

Someone blocked it.

When they saw it, they were all stunned. It turned out to be Yin Xiaolin. As his natural enemy, it can be said that Yin Xiaolin most hoped that Xie Aoyu would be killed.

When I saw Yin Xiaolin's face was full of chilling smiles, he did not explain anything to Silva, but looked at Yan Lingwu, ”Girl Yan, you know what is the fire pit formed around the holy tree of the soul ?”

Yan Lingwu kept silent.

”That is the sky fire pit, that is, the fall of the sky thunder, which is the best condition for the flame to form a strange fire. This night fire has undergone a fundamental change after the incarnation of the night fire Tianwang, and once it has evolved, it is expected to rely on The power of a strange fire is comparable to that of Gothic's supreme golden magpie, but once it is formed, it will be used to support the rebirth of the night fire king. You only have ten minutes. ”Yin Xiaolin It ’s like a wizard, ”After three minutes, if you enter, you may not only get night fire, but also transform your night fire suit. They are elevated to the level of night fire fighter guns and re-matched into a new set. Night fire suit, and it is also expected to get the training experience of the night fire king through that night fire, to achieve the realm of the battle emperor, so I suggest that you do not intervene, wait for the opportunity, enter it, for you, will It has an unparalleled effect. ”

Everyone was surprised when they heard the words of Yin Xiaolin.

Even Zhou Zhenwang, Bing Ge, and others all changed their faces slightly. Who doesn't know Yan Lingwu's personality is a martial artist, regardless of others.

Now is the opportunity to become the emperor of war, can she let it go?

If she chooses to enter it, then how can they resist the loss of Yan Lingwu's powerful aid, Xie Aoyu.

I am afraid that total extinction is extremely likely here.

The temptation of the emperor!

Not to mention martial arts idiots like Yan Lingwu, even Zhou Zhenwang, Bing Ge, Zheng Xinhua and others will be tempted. In the face of this temptation, everyone's hearts are hanging.

Yan Lingwu's eyes flew involuntarily to the deep pit where night fire was gathering.

”What you said is true?” Silva said dumbly.