Forty-three great magicians, forty-three of the most determined souls that burned at the same time, what a flame it was.
The turquoise swept through, and the most beautiful green flame flower was like the Thor's Hammer Fortress at the border of the Far North Wasteland, blocking the path of the Scarlet Guards.
For the warriors of the five hundred of the Grim Reaper, it was the fire of the Grim Reaper's wrath, the fire from heaven, but for the Scarlet Guards of Flo, it was indeed the fire of destruction, the fire of devouring.
In an instant, hundreds of elite heavy infantry of the Scarlet Guards were completely engulfed by the dazzling turquoise flames, and in an instant, the souls of the thirty Blood Mages were wiped out.
The fire of the plain, this is the real fire of the plain, but this is indeed the fire of death, the real fire of death.
Forty-three magicians, forty-three true warriors, at the cost of their lives, left the most beautiful and final dazzling color of this time.
With their actions, they have given other Reaper warriors a chance at life.
It was a powerful spell that was comparable to the forbidden spell, or even better than the forbidden spell, and it only disintegrated the Scarlet Guard in an instant.
In the midst of that turquoise devouring, there were less than a hundred members of the Scarlet Guard who could remain.
The turquoise flames were about to be extinguished, and the torrential rain was re-encroaching on the space that had once shrouded them.
Forty-three figures, along with everything they had, were about to disappear with this last flame.
At this moment, a passionate piano sound sounded instantly, with a mournful roar, with unwillingness, with deep remorse, a dazzling purple halo fell from the sky, enveloping the last turquoise.
The wind and rain could no longer invade, and that touch of turquoise was like a flying soul, flying towards the galloping Qin Emperor with the purple guard.
Ye Yinzhu changed a guqin in his arms, no longer the Jiuxiao ring just now, the surface of this qin is thick and slightly semi-oval, and the neck and waist are rounded.
The whole body is pitch black, and the hair is small and the abdomen of the snake is intermittently finely haired.
Gold Emblem.
The bottom of the piano is wavy and finely broken.
Round dragon pond, the piano surface is paulownia wood, the color is yellow pine, the pattern is straight and dense, the outside of the small string has at least the emblem of the Yue Mountain, and the sound is slightly raised.
Rosewood tail, the production is delicate and exquisite.
Under the forehead from the pond to the outward slight slope, the protection of the original work, Yue, the tail have traces of replacement, a pair of old green jade feet, foot carving sunflower petal pattern, made a six-sided pointed bottom, is the Qin Sect of the five famous piano in the great sage relict sound piano.
Ye Yinzhu looked up to the sky and shouted, "The giant gully welcomes autumn, and the cold river prints the moon."
Ten thousand sounds are long, and the lonely tung is cracked. ” In an instant, the aura of divine sound was flourishing, and the turquoise flame shrouded in purple light seemed to be pulled by a big hand, and with a faint halo flickering, it was directly integrated into the Great Sage's Relic Sound Qin.
Ye Yinzhu's gaze turned out to be a little stupid, "The tung of Yiyang, the material of the empty mulberry, the phoenix singing the autumn moon, and the crane dancing Yaotai."
Among the guqin, only the relict of the great sage with both nine virtues can be worthy of the final imprint of the souls of the warriors. ” For the final victory, in order to give the warrior partners a chance to win, the heroic forty-three magicians completely burned their souls and bodies, if it wasn't for Ye Yinzhu at the last moment to keep their remaining soul imprint, they would really disappear into this world, and they would not even have a chance to reincarnate.
At this time, at least their soul imprint is still there, and under the protection of the Great Sage's Relic Qin, Ye Yinzhu believes that one day, he will restore their souls and re-enter reincarnation.
There is an extra layer of green brilliance on the Great Sage's relic, and invisibly, the breath of this guqin has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the originally peaceful guqin has a little more tragic and persistent.
The emerald flames that appeared in an instant not only completely stunned the remaining Scarlet Guards, but even the two wind dragons in the air and the two metal dragons that crawled out of the pit were also a little stunned.
They never expected that the Grim Reaper warriors from the Milan Empire would have such a persistent fighting spirit.
The level of madness is even higher than that of the Palermo death squads.
The only ones who were not affected were the giants of Pompeii, who were in a frenzy and had only killing in their eyes at this time.
The Grim Reaper mages died, and the Grim Reaper clan erupted in an instant.
At this moment, the combat power of the five hundred of the Grim Reaper was fully displayed.
Every Reaper warrior had a smile of relief on the faces of the Reaper mages before they died, and they chose to sacrifice in order to give themselves a chance to survive By the time emotions go crazy, all the tricks have become irrelevant.
Oliveira and Ye Hongyan looked up to the sky almost at the same time and roared, "Death, slash."
"No matter how much he spares half of his fighting spirit, the crazy fighting spirit permeates every Death Warrior.
The green fighting qi that was originally shrouded was actually mixed with a trace of black qi at this moment, which was completely the breath of death, the real breath of death.
The huge soul power and their fighting spirit were completely condensed at this moment.
Whether it is a heavy sword warrior or a spear warrior, they all raised their weapons at the first time.
The heavy hammer of the giant man of Pompeii smashed heavily into several Death Warriors, but at this moment, the green fighting qi in the air had converged into a wide river, a river that shimmered with purple-black light.
At this moment, the remaining three hundred or so Death Warriors seemed to have turned into one person, no longer distinguishing from each other, all the strength was condensed at this moment, a drop of blood and tears left from the corners of their eyes, and the purple-black torrent turned into an invincible crazy battle intent, and erupted towards the enemy like a devastating devastation.
Even if the armor of the giant man of Pompeii is twice as thick and heavy at this time, it cannot be compared with these weapons that render a purple-black light, the five hundred of the god of death, the real scythe of the god of death, swinging, killing.
One soul after another was erased from this world by them without pause.
"Die."
A crazy roar came from the front of the battle array, and the moment Ah Da, who was covered in blood, fell, a huge ice pick with a length of more than five meters rose into the air, turning into a phantom and straight into the air.
The roar of the Ice Pole Demon Ape was not over, the screams in the air had already sounded, and the body of a wind-based dragon was actually pierced by the ice pick, and the blood of the big tent was sown down with the torrential rain, and the dragon's body suddenly turned into a free landing.
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The Wind Dragon didn't have the physical defenses of the Metal Dragon, plus the heavy damage of the giant ice pick.
With a loud bang in the grassland, everyone knew that the life of the wind dragon had come to an end.
The Scarlet Guards had recovered from their shock, but none of them dared to charge again and attack the remaining five hundred warriors of the Reaper.
What kind of spirit was that, watching the giant men of Pompeii being drowned one by one in that purple torrent.
These betrayers from Froe were frightened, and some of them were even slowly retreating.
Even the only remaining wind dragon in mid-air emitted a terrifying light in its eyes.
Ye Yinzhu's gaze suddenly became calm, but if he looked closely, the white eyeballs in his eyes had completely turned blood.
Lowering his head, he looked at the Great Sage Relic in his hand, "Warriors, your lives will not be in vain.
I will not let the enemies who hurt you leave alive.
Both they and their countries will have to pay the price for what they have done today. ” While speaking, Ye Yinzhu carefully put the Great Sage's Relic Qin into his Sumeru Divine Ring, and then he sat down in place, in the mud formed by the torrential rain.
No longer had the power to block the rainstorm in the air, his body was soaked in rain in an instant, and he slowly raised his head, the direction he was facing was the Scarlet Guard and the remaining wind dragon.
Compared to the kingdom of Bochu, these betrayers are even more hateful.
If it weren't for them, how could they suddenly lose so many comrades-in-arms.
Magicians don't die either.
The two metal dragons had already regained their flights, but neither of them paid attention to the nearly collapsed Pompeii clan.
The purple-black torrent even made them feel a little afraid.
And everyone present knew that Ye Yinzhu was the leader of the entire Milan team, the real soul.
Therefore, the moment the two metal dragons took off into the air, they chose him as the target of attack.
The wind dragon in the air saw the blood-colored eyes, the riot of the soul breath made the body of the wind dragon tremble, its wings flapped, at this time it did not have a trace of fighting intent left, what it wanted was to leave the battlefield as soon as possible, leave here forever, and leave those devils with blood-red eyes.
"No one can go, no one wants to go.
You will all die, and you will all pay for what you have done today.
As he spoke, Ye Yinzhu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised his arms at the same time, pointing straight into the air as if holding the sky.
Gold and silver, two different lines of different colors lit up from his arms at the same time, and the rain was full, and in the sky where his hands were opposed, even the dark clouds were dispelled, revealing two rays of sunlight directly on his body.
Flashing gold and silver balls of light appeared on his hands, seeing that the metal dragon behind him was about to attack, the two light balls that were not large but violated the rules of the rainbow level floated up, without bringing out any magical aura, as if they had eyes, and flew straight towards the two metal dragons.
Roar, a violent roar sounded almost immediately, and just as the wind dragon in the air spread its wings and wanted to escape in the rainstorm, it watched the two incomparably huge metal dragons fly up like two cannonballs, turning into two tiny black dots in the air.
The blood of the big tent spurted out of their dragon's mouth, sending two blood-red parabolas in the air.
To be continued: