Chapter 1228
The Demon Race Martial Artist in front of you is also a red eye.
The ten-point Demon Race Martial Artist, after entering Dream Battlefield, was huddled and plundered three cities.
Two of them, including the top 500,000 in Dream Battlefield, can be listed in the Great World of 10,000!
By chance, they broke into the Gate of Dead Tree!
I did not expect to encounter such a severe resistance…
I wasted a few hours of time, but I couldn’t get through this piece of fallen leaves, but I also lost two brothers. It’s a hell!
After the Demon Race Martial Artist roared, there was a giant shield in his hand. "I rushed to the front. You all followed the way. The brothers could do it with a bang. I can't help the girls."
"Fight!"
"Mom, it’s a waste of time. I don’t know what the above is above the ghost wood. What is the treasure?"
The other Demon Race Martial Artists also responded, and they couldn't stand it. They also gained momentum and prepared to take the other side down.
Next to Liu Yu, a tall Monster Night Race woman stands in the forefront!
This woman has a long blue sky, like the color of the blue sky is dyed on the top…
At the moment, Lan Ran's hand is surrounded by countless tiny leaves, as if it were a series of bracelets.
"Liu Yu…Estimated that it can't stand it," Lan Ran's face showed helplessness.
"It doesn't matter, we have a chance to come back," Liu Yu smiled faintly.
Lan Ran thought thoughtfully, as her fingers swayed gently, the edges of all the leaves on the fallen leaves were dyed with a golden lustre and became more and more sharp. "I like your optimistic attitude. If you can be free, even in the Upper Realm Monster Night Race, you will be able to demonstrate extraordinary talent !"
Liu Yu smiled slightly, this sigh, Lan Ran has been issued many times…
Her assumption does not exist, Monster Night Race is not very restrictive to the Martial Artist in the family, but the king's command is iron law.
Who made her such a unimportant person and offended King of Punishment?
"The filthy fellows are coming…"
"Then go on…"
On the faces of the two Monster Night Race women, there was a glimpse of it.
Fighting with people is originally fun. Liu Yu doesn't care about dream points. She only wants to stay slower in this dream space, and then slow down…
Demon Race Martial Artist, who is headed by, is rushing over with a giant shield.
Behind them, there was a voice. "It looks like it is not late!"
Those Demon Race Martial Artist glimpsed and turned their heads, and their eyes fell on Luo Zheng, all of them slightly.
Human Race Martial Artist ?
How come out here is a Human Race Martial Artist?
After Luo Zheng finished the sentence, his face was smiling with a smile, and he walked slowly toward it, as if he had turned a blind eye to these Demon Race Martial Artists.
"Bai Wei! She brought reinforcements, but the Mandial Artist of Human Race is what is going on? ”
Not only are these demons clansman a little worried, but even Lan Ran and several Monster Night Clansman behind Lan Ran are a bit puzzled.
There is a convention in Main City that this Gate of Dead Tree does not involve foreigners. What is Bai Wei thinking? Look at this Human Race Martial Artist should be her…
As for Liu Yu, after seeing Luo Zheng, the breathing was suddenly rushing, and the rapier, which shimmered with faint brilliance, shivered in the air, and the eyes still showed an incredible color, and Luo Zheng's figure was firmly locked in himself. Among the pupils.
In prison, when he was sentenced, Liu Yu often heard Luo Zheng's voice constantly reverberating in the universe.
This Human Race boy, the time of flying is almost the same as himself, but in just a few short years, he has already made such a big move, and Liu Yu is also amazed.
When she saw Luo Zheng's, this fellow was still a small "Warrior"…
In fact, Liu Yu also has a small expectation in his heart.
She hopes that Luo Zheng will rise…
I hope Xun rises…
Only in this way, I have the day to be saved.
Just as time passed, Liu Yu also wanted to understand that she was already a forgotten person.
The universe is so big.
Even one of the Great Worlds is huge and unimaginable.
Even if Luo Zheng really rises one day, even helping Xun to take the throne and even push Yao down to the throne, what about?
Luo Zheng's eyes will notice a prison in a corner of Great World?
This is obviously impossible.
After this thought was born, Liu Yu was desperate.
She knows that Luo Zheng is willing to help herself. The problem is that she can't leave prison and how can she let Luo Zheng know?
This Dream Battlefield is open and all Divine Sea Realm Martial Artists are standing in this huge Battlefield.
But Liu Yu never thought about it, and he had the chance to encounter Luo Zheng.
Dream Battlefield is divided into fifty Great Worlds, and she is only one-fifth of the probability of being in a Great World with Luo Zheng.
And there is a myriad of Main City in a Great World. The entire Dream Battlefield has a mega-Martial Artist into it. The probability of encountering Luo Zheng's is almost negligible.
But it was such a small to negligible probability, but it appeared, her encounter with Luo Zheng's was originally a miracle!
Under the tide of her heart, she was so excited that she could not speak for a while!
“Human Race Martial Artist, go and go, there is no place for you!”A Demon Race Martial Artist scolded.
Luo Zheng is still slow and slow, and her face still has a faint smile…
If you look closely at these Demon Race Martial Artists, you can see that Luo Zheng's eyes don't actually fall on them, but directly cross them and look at Liu Yu.
Luo Zheng doesn't know how Liu Yu is doing.
In the eyes of Luo Zheng, Liu Yu is her old friend, at least she has helped herself a lot on her way to Sea God Continent.
"Kill him," Demon Race Martial Artist holding the giant shield decisively issued the order, and he felt that there was a trace of demonic on the Human Race Martial Artist. This strange feeling made him faint.
Demon Race Martial Artist, headed by a spiked club, was the first to rush to Luo Zheng!
The thick spiked club, with its dark metallic luster, is sharp and sharp on the top of a sharp spike!
This Demon Race Martial Artist holds the spiked club in both hands, and the Astral Essence with the body is like a blasting explosive. The impact in a moment is very terrifying. He seems to be wielding not a spiked club, but a mountain!
"Don't hide?"
On the side of the defoliation array, Lan Ran's face showed a touch of surprise, but she could not understand the origin of this Human Race Martial Artist.
Luo Zheng reached out and turned it into a knife, and smashed it upwards!
The speed of this knife is not fast, even it is very slow, but the strength of the existence, any lifeform present can not be imagined!
"bump!"
The dull voice passed, and the collision between Luo Zheng's palm and the spiked club was not surprising.
However, many Martial Artists at this moment, the pupils in the eyelids are simultaneously enlarged, almost taking a breath at the same time…
The thick spiked club, just under the knife of Luo Zheng, broke easily.
Not only that, the top half of the spiked club flew backwards after the break, but turned into countless black cracks in the air, scattered, and there was a black drizzle above the trunk. !
At the same time, the Demon Race Martial Artist's hands on the spiked club suddenly burst open, bursting with brown blood.
First, the tiger's mouth, then the whole palm, then the arms, not even after the shoulders are shattered…
And what caused it all was just a plain knife.
Bai Wei behind Bai Zheng, as if there are two stars rising in the eyes! The strength of this fellow is still outside her estimate!
As for Lan Ran, she is born noble, her vision is natural. After seeing this scene, her breathing has also become urgent, and at the same time she feels a huge threat!
She and these Demon Race Martial Artists may have a fight, but after measuring the strength of Luo Zheng's, Lan Ran got a very helpless answer, she is not the opponent of this person.
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