Black blood splattered, and the other goblins paused, followed by a frantic killing of Suo Ming.
In the face of this poignancy and madness, there was no trace of fear in Suo Ming's eyes, but more calm.
On that day, the fairyland-like place suddenly changed color, everything in the place was a golem, and the golem was constantly drilled out of the ground, as the only body cultivator, Suo Ming was in front, endlessly, tirelessly, not afraid of death, the limit after the limit, but he couldn't fall.
He can die, and he is not afraid of death, but death is just an escape for him, his life is not his own, it belongs to the Holy Church, it belongs to Wang Meng, as long as he still has the value of existence, he must not fall.
He felt that his body was almost gone, and it was out of control, but the number of golems was not small at all, and everyone was surrounded by the heaven and earth of the golems.
There were only three people left standing, one was him, one was Wang Meng, and Hu Jing who maintained the formation, everyone else fell, and the impact of the golem came again.
Hu Jing has to take care of the others, the boss is the main force, to destroy these golems, and he is the only defender.
That wave after wave of attacks, the golem's cold-as-iron attack smashed on the body, and again and again, the soul gamble was numb, and the body had long wanted to collapse.
The limit has passed, but he can't die, maybe his will has been broken, but he still has to stand, he still has to block the door.
At that door, tens of thousands of golems were piled up outside, and Suo Ming was a man who couldn't open them For he who is inside the door is above his life, above all that is above him, and he must keep Until the moment when the golem army retreated.
Wang Meng went to destroy the offensive formation of the Golem army, but it was only a day.
This day was a nightmare for everyone else, and Ma Tian'er was overdrawn because of the treatment, and the icon was completely useless.
The golem's attack is here again, never tireless, this time.
Death is really a relief, perhaps happiness.
Give up, yes, it's give up, as long as you give up, you can leave everything alone.
But Somin couldn't, his hands gripping the door firmly.
Let the golem attack with hammer after hammer.
Grit your teeth and swallow it in your stomach, it's nothing.
When the Golem retreated, Somin was still standing.
I couldn't pull the wrench, as if I was with the doorman.
It was a nightmare.
What is this cunning goblin in front of you?
rumble The monks have seen what it means to be more ghostly than ghosts, and they have also seen the real fierce physique.
All the time.
The light of the forbidden hammer completely overshadowed Suo Ming, the Sanctuary was famous for its icons, and Feng Jin was brilliant in his physical cultivation techniques, and Suo Ming was completely ignored in this regard.
The goblins were scared, because they encountered monsters, and the muscles of their bodies were sometimes like steel, and sometimes they wanted to be in a quagmire.
Wang Meng finally rushed back, and no piece of Suo Ming's body was intact, and he was treated for three days and three nights.
Suo Ming just passed the ghost gate.
That is, when the Golem Array suddenly erupted, the Templar almost encountered a full-blown crisis.
Although he survived, Suo Ming still raised it for half a year, and if he didn't die, there would be a blessing in the future, which is a wise saying.
The body cultivation is the defense of the strongest and the most yang, but it is rigid and easy to break, and once it encounters an attack that exceeds the defense.
There was no way to fight back.
But Somin has changed.
The ghost's sharp claws cut into Suo Ming's body, either like steel or cotton, and they were caught at once, both hard and soft One hammer at a time.
Zou Kai subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Immediately urge the ghost gate, hoping to release something.
His current level is still relatively low, otherwise he can release more powerful ghosts, I thought it would be enough to deal with these people, nine is not enough, just ninety Yuan Li poured into the ghost gate, one ghost after another appeared, and the one who was alive and ready to escape immediately had confidence again, and more than thirty ghosts appeared on the fighting platform.
But Suo Ming was still expressionless, and in the eyes of the other monks, this expressionlessness really produced a kind of admiration from the bottom of his heart.
How can you be so calm, is this still human A normal monk always beats a drum in his heart when faced with this kind of scene, but looking at Suo Ming's eyes, it is completely like looking at a pile of wooden stakes.
The goblins roared and swarmed up, instantly burying Somin underneath.
Listening to the rhythmic explosion in the ghost pile, it was very slow, about two or three seconds.
Boom, boom, boom Unhurried, but it knocks on everyone's heart, full of strong oppressive force.
Zou Kai opened his mouth, his Yuan Li could be urged so much, it wouldn't be impossible to kill The sect master has commented that this thing is in the younger generation, unless it encounters a particularly rebellious guy, it can be defeated, and it also restrains all kinds of magic weapons. rumble Soon Zou Kai knew what the roar was, and every time a ghost was smashed into meat sauce.
Suo Ming is not afraid of attacking at all, whatever you want The Great Perfection that can't use spells is also the Great Perfection, even if the qualifications are relatively poor, it is also the Great Perfection, but it was beaten by Suo Ming, and the monks only saw the forbidden magic hammer, but ignored him.
If it is not this kind of toughness, how can there be such domineering, this is the real immortal body, beyond death. rumble In an instant, the remaining five ghosts retreated, letting out a terrible cry, not a deterrent, but a fear, as if the expressionless human monk in front of them was a ghost.
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As if some kind of agreement had been reached, five strange ones slipped into the ghost gate and disappeared.
Zou Kai has the heart to vomit blood, this is okay, is there such a play He was summoned by the real thing, and he left his master and ran away like this, is there a conscience?
Looking at Suo Ming, who was approaching step by step with a forbidden hammer, Zou Kai, who was expressionless and really looking at it, was cool in his heart, Nima, this is a ghost, just a horn on his head.
"I throw in the towel" Zou Kai raised his hands very happily before Suo Ming made a move.
Zou Kai hurriedly walked down, and when he waited for his ghost disciples, he immediately surrounded him, "Senior brother, how can you admit defeat, with your formation, his forbidden magic hammer may not be broken."
It's all lively outside, how do these guys know how terrible Suo Ming is, there are evil ghosts hidden inside that calm and calm, and he wants to continue.
Definitely going to be hammered to death.
"This guy is not human at all, he can't fight, he can't fight."
Zou Kai shook his head, he didn't care about face at this time, he had a great future, but there was no need to be ruined in this kind of thing.
The Templar is in the next city.
The battle has come to this point, and everyone has seen the horrors of the Templar, and they have come here.
It has nothing to do with luck anymore.
Another disciple of the Holy Church entered the Pure Land.
Before I knew it, there were already four people.
In one person can occupy half of the country.
And in the seventh game, Zhang Xiaoshan of the Templar faced Shen Zhenhai of the Fengshen Sect.
Shen Zhenhai, from the famous Fengshen Sect, ranked seventh in the Star Alliance.
Definitely a man of the hour, who is envied and admired by others wherever he goes, before that.
If Zhang Xiaojiang's character is commented on with him, it is an insult.
But when Shen Zhenhai came to the Doufa platform, he found that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.
He had never seen this kind of look before, but he often looked at others with this kind of look.
That's a kind of "bad luck" meaning.
Is he unlucky Because I ran into Zhang Xiaojiang No, just change it, as long as he is a Templar disciple, the result will be the same.
The Templars were still standing there neatly, they had been in this posture and expression since the first round of the Battle on the Other Side, but no one cared about them at that time.
But today.
Now, the last round of the battle on the other side.
The monks finally realized that something was wrong, because this is what it feels like to be truly strong.
There is a country in mind Shen Zhenhai was very reluctant to admit it, but he couldn't refute it, because he was also shocked by the battle in front of him.
I was even a little sober in my heart, and I didn't touch Zilong, Lishan, or Wang Meng.
It stands to reason.
This is simply a guarantee to the Pure Land, but now he really has to be cautious.
Because he was dealing with the Templars.
But even so, he still has an absolute chance of winning, especially in the face of a bow cultivator, the True Eye is really unlucky to meet him.
Zhang Xiaojiang appeared on the stage.
When it came to this critical battle, Zhang Xiaopang still had that kind of smile on his face that was not very serious.
He was probably the most bohemian of the Templars.
Everyone is full of confidence in Zhang Xiaojiang, with the life-weapon burst bow and the real eye, with the earth escape technique, to be honest, anyone who encounters this kind of person will have a headache, and Zhang Xiaojiang is the worst face in the temple, very slippery, and the agitation method is not easy to use.
Shen Zhenhai on the opposite side was carrying a long sword, standing proudly, with no less famous demeanor, and he was also very good.
"Templar Zhang Xiaojiang."
The same name, but with glory at this time.
"Fengshen Sect Shen Zhenhai."
At this time, Zhang Xiaojiang's popularity has already taken the advantage.
In the face of this very rare situation, Shen Zhenhai was still relatively indifferent, not impatient, outside the Doufa platform, a group of Fengshen Sect disciples also had enough confidence in their senior brother, and faced this situation very indifferently, with a kind of pity in their eyes, but this was for the opponent.
Zhang Xiaojiang's luck was really bad, he actually ran into Senior Brother Shen, and it was difficult not to lose.
This has nothing to do with strength, this is Wanke The battle began, Shen Zhenhai launched an attack, and fighting with Gong Xiu, Sword Cultivation had to give full play to the advantages of melee attacks, even if it was a Gong Xiu who was good at melee combat.
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Shen Zhenhai is not an ordinary person, he is a master of the Fengshen Sect who has reached the last round of the main competition, when you put in a hundred times the effort, others also pay a hundred times the effort.
No one succeeds casually.
Shen Zhenhai's swordsmanship really has the style of the Wind God Sect, it is elegant and murderous, quite sharp, and the footwork is also very well controlled, obviously it is specially designed to deal with bow cultivation.
Zhang Xiaojiang's attack was also very fierce, but he couldn't break through the opponent's defense, not that the two were not powerful, but that both sides were very powerful.
Zhang Xiaopang was still jumping up and down like that, using the Earth Escape Technique to turn around, and he shot an arrow with a cold shot, but Shen Zhenhai had no choice, and the projection of sword qi was quite limited.
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