Chapter 3670

Rugas sighed, and his tone had become soft.

"Did you... Agree?"

"Good! Good! Very good!"

"I knew it! I knew you were not a coward!"

"We have 30000 elite in our hands. There are four strong people in the semi divine realm plus you and me..."

"These strong demigods of foreign nationalities pull their crotch more. You should also feel that they are quasi demigods. I can choose five alone!"

"Hey, hey... Those with high combat power will be able to crush them directly!"

"As for the war between soldiers, can the elite of our Protoss advise?"

"There will only be a bloody battle!"

"Do it! Keep doing it!"

"If our will had been unified earlier, how could it be like this?"

"Go straight!"

"Don't panic!"

"If you take this foreign city, you won't say your achievements. Maybe you can save Lord Allen by pressing them."

"This is a matter of profit without harm!"

"Rugas, our brothers are united, and their profits break the gold!"

Talha walked forward excitedly, and then directly gave rugas a bear hug. While talking, he went to dispatch the army excitedly.

Rugas opened his mouth, his face still flashing a wave of struggle.

But in the end, I will hold back

Hey

In all aspects, there can be no waves. Indeed, there can be no waves.

Otherwise it will be cold.

At this moment, we should clarify something.

"Maybe after being disturbed by this guy's impulse, he can really break the game?"

"Who can say..."

"Just sulk and have a big fight!"

"I don't know how Lord Allen is now..."

"Hey..."

"Lord Allen, what a wise commander, how could he turn over and over again in this matter..."

"How strong is this hidden enemy..."

Rugas glanced deeply at the place where Allen disappeared, and his eyes couldn't help changing all over.

……

The total attack of the protoss has begun.

The second-class Protoss general Allen was absent, and the third-class Protoss general tarha took over the command temporarily.

Driven by him, the 30000 elite of the protoss began to attack the seven courtyard holy city!

Banners flutter and dark clouds weigh on the city

The night... Gradually became clear.

Look, dawn is coming.

But the darkest hour is before dawn!

……

The people of the camp of light, who had been crouching all night on the seven courtyard divine City, were suddenly refreshed again.

good heavens.

In place!

Wave one, take off!

This... Feels very unique

"Come on... Look, the protoss... The protoss are attacking on a large scale!"

The silent night was broken!

Uncle Jie suddenly sent out a signal.

People's eyes swept across the.

"This..."

"The whole army?"

"It seems... A lot less..."

"I remember when the protoss army first came, there were almost forty or fifty thousand people. Now there are only thirty thousand people who have died..."

"So where are the more than 10000 lost Protoss soldiers?"

"Do they have any tricks in the dark?"

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, gave a deep thought. At the moment, his eyes turned quickly, and his observation was still very good. As he spoke, his expression became more and more real.

At the moment, his eyes flickered and his expression suddenly changed to a great extent.

While talking, he swallowed his saliva crazily, and the whole person looked a little haggard.

Worried and anxious all night, Xue Wanren is under great psychological pressure at the moment.

There are always a lot of things in my mind.

"Haven't they been bombed by satellite nuclear guns several times before?"

"It should be my disciple Fang fan who killed them all!"

Uncle Jie shrugged his shoulders and then said seriously.

From the perspective of Uncle Jie, his apprentice is the strongest!

"Well..."

"Uncle Jie, although I also think Fang fan is very unusual, do you think it's too bold to say that he alone destroyed more than 10000 elite Protoss soldiers..."

Wu Meiling, deputy head of Guangming University, gave a deep thought and then reminded her.

"The reason why you still have doubts can only show that you don't know my disciple very well."

"Tut..."

"Some things are unclear, but they are so strong..."

"You'll know later..."

"My disciple is good at surprise..."

"It's normal for you to feel shocked..."

"My disciple, I know..."

Uncle Jie now seems a little floating. With such an awesome disciple, it's natural to show off every minute.

"Cut..."

"Nonsense..."

"A hundred people killed more than 10000 Protoss?"

"It's really crazy to be able to say such words."

The guards of the city of light God monitored Cao Jiduo's death in the city's rear make complaints about the summer.

He didn't dare to speak loudly, so he whispered and forced him aside. By the way, he had to rely on Xiahou Xiaotian as a safety fortress.

"The protoss in the weak semi divine realm... Is not here..."

"I felt it close before. There should be five demigods in the protoss army."

"Four quasi demigods and one weak demigod..."

"Now the strongest weak demigod disappeared..."

"Where has he gone?"

"Is there... Any mystery in this?"

Xia Hou Xiaotian, the general leader of the city guard of Guangming Shencheng, observed subtly. At the moment, he subverted the previous rough image. As he spoke, his eyes flickered around, and all kinds of thinking expression also seemed clear.

"The strongest Protoss, the weak demigod, is not here."

"There is a problem."

"This is our scouts deployed around, and we have never found a large-scale mobilization of the protoss Army..."

"Their weak demigods and more than 10000 troops disappeared out of thin air?"

"Damn it..."

"What happened!"

"A mess!"

Xue Wanren rubbed his swollen head. At the moment, while talking, his facial expression was particularly ugly.

The more you think about it, the more irritable you are

The thinking in this brain melon seed is completely displayed.

It's complicated

I don't know how to talk.

The sense of chaos is strengthening in an all-round way.

"Well..."

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

"Let's... Let's resist the enemy first..."

"30000 elite of the protoss have attacked."

"There are also four quasi demigods..."

"This..."

"I... I can only resist one of the quasi demigods with my life..."

Ji LAN, the dean of tianwu college and the Lord of the divine city of the Seventh Academy, smiled bitterly. At the moment, he dragged his residual body and made a firm decision.

It's time for the final bloody battle. Even if the serious injury is not healed, we must fight to the end!

After all, he is the Lord of the seven courtyard God city!