Finally, the fog ahead became clear.
At this time, everyone was able to vaguely see the rushing Warcraft.
Like a wolf, like a tiger, like a leopard, like a lion, but not exactly the same. And the body shape is only slightly higher than the tiger.
However, every breath of the beast seems to have a string of fire flying out, which makes the beast more mysterious and ferocious.
But the Warcraft faced up to a hundred or dozens of top monks in the late third grade period, but it was clear that he did not take a thing seriously. He walked slowly and slowly to the people. In the eyes, there was a strong feeling of contempt. It is clear that the opposite of a hundred or dozens of monks, when a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, a team on the right side of the center could no longer bear the pressure. After a big drink, he rushed out.
Although others did not come under the pressure of Warcraft, they lost their sense of propriety, but they were also nervous.
The power of this Warcraft is clearly beyond all their expectations.
The other monks who did not rush forward also took out their own magic weapons and paid close attention to more than a dozen of them. One is to see how powerful Warcraft is. In addition, it is also necessary to be prepared. Once more than a dozen friars of this team are defeated, they will be ready to rescue immediately.
Then, a dozen friars in a blink of an eye, has been rushed to Warcraft.
Puff, puff, puff
There was a succession of voices.
The other monks, who were ready to rescue, did not have time to rush out. The ten monks who had just rushed up were all reduced to ashes in a black light with a dazzling sense of flame.
This is
All of a sudden the faces of the living monks turned blue and white.
Although in front of me, the spirit of this space has repeatedly warned that this Warcraft is powerful. But now, personally experiencing the real power of the Warcraft, or let everyone's heart can not help shaking.
It was totally beyond all their expectations.
Even Luo Hongsheng and Cheng Ming, the divine sons of the great religion, looked ugly and incomparable.
In front of me, even if they didn't say it directly, they said it clearly. Kill this one Warcraft, have them two people already enough. No matter how many people come here, they just want to share their credit.
There is no need at all.
But this meeting, two God son also can't help but doubt in the heart.
Can they really deal with this Warcraft?
More than a dozen monks in the late third grade period, in the hands of this Warcraft, it is clear that the second kill. Can they do it again?
When they thought about it, they looked ugly and incomparable.
If they did, they could easily kill the dozen monks.
But it is absolutely possible that in such a short period of time, it can be easily killed in seconds. Even if they want to rescue, they can't do it.
The strength of this second killing is not the same level as killing more than a dozen monks.
They thought about it and looked at the remaining one hundred monks carefully.
With the help of these friars, can they win this Warcraft again?
What's more, with the help of Warcraft, can these 100 monks help?