Chapter 1523： Melee (1/2)
”I have a doomsday city (
Tens of thousands of barbarian cavalry quietly looked up at the fight on the **** arena, motionless, and on the other side, the only god-level barbarian, the phantom finally solidified, ten feet tall, quietly Floating in the air, his eyes were also firmly locked on the **** ring.
These barbarians are actually slaves. I don't know how many years ago, the **** ring was prepared for them. The blood on the ring was the blood of barbarians.
But I don’t know when, the **** ring became a way for outsiders to obtain opportunities. In addition, killing the barbarians can get the qi and blood domain light ball. For a time, the **** ring turned out to be the sweet pastry that everyone expected, and they all wanted to come in. Share a piece of the pie.
The barbarian **** looked at the **** arena, and Song Jian alone resisted several alien races. At first, he showed a mocking look, but soon his eyes became complicated and he fell into deep memories.
”Once upon a time, I was like them, fighting life and death in this small arena, but at that time, the objects I fought against were all kinds of ferocious beasts, fierce beasts and my kin...” Only talking to himself in a low voice, sighed softly.
At this time, Song Jian’s vitality value is less than half. Although his strength is comparable to the pinnacle of the legendary realm, and the time realm expands, it can also resist the enemy’s realm erosion, but the opponent has eight people after all. Song Jian was not able to resist it alone. I don't know when the battle started, Song Jian has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.
”I can't stand in a stalemate with them for too long, otherwise, once the last twenty minutes comes and the blood boils again, I am afraid it will be the time when my life will die!” Song Jian frowned slightly, and the wound on his body was constantly oozing blood, but He can no longer care about these, only the eight foreign **** sons and saints in his eyes.
Wan Jian Jue!
Song Jian gave a soft drink, swiped the Potian Sword, and slammed forward.
The densely packed spirit swords flew towards the enemy, and the offensive of the goddess of the alien race was slumped, retreating again and again, and forced to enter the defense.
At this moment, a huge dark red lotus rose on the **** arena, strong suction, rushing towards several people, trying to **** the enemy into the sword formation.
”Can't be inhaled by it, otherwise, the catastrophe will be over!” A **** son shouted with a grim face.
”I don't move like a mountain, who can break my golden body!” Another **** child burst into golden light from the center of his eyebrows, and then the golden light spread quickly, covering the whole body, the whole person was like a golden cast, and his two legs stepped deeply into the ring.
For a time, the goddesses and saints all used their magical powers, resisting the suction of the sword array, and were able to survive to the end. Unlike ordinary legendary powerhouses, they are all powerful generations and possess many life-saving cards.
Under the suction of the sword formation, these people insisted on a stick of incense. In the end, only three gods were sucked into the sword formation, desperately resisting the endless sword energy in the sword formation.
”Eight minutes have passed. Even if I kill them, I still have enough time to escape. I don't know if the five elements escape method can escape the perceptual tracking of the gods!” Song Jian secretly said in his heart.
The reason why the barbarian **** didn’t find him before was just because the opponent’s perception target was life and death grass, not him, but now, the mind of this barbarian **** has locked him, no matter how he goes to the sky, I’m afraid Can't get rid of the other party's tracking.
In addition, when the blood was boiling, Song Jian was completely dead, unconscious, ten seconds, enough time for the opponent to hunt him thousands of times, even with the BUG skill of the enemy of death, he could not save his life.