Chapter 3681

After using the holy Zun level blood sea card, a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of me. In the sea of blood, those Protoss practitioners were suddenly stunned on the spot.

"Why are our bodies suddenly soft..." (Protoss language)

"Damn it... My combat power, ah Zi, decreases rapidly..."

"I'm the same. How could I be like this..."

"Damn... Damn!"

"What kind of magic is this..."

"I'm the holy land. Now... How can I become the combat power of the Holy Land..."

"This... This is very different from the previous one!"

"Changed... Changed, really changed, not like this..."

"Hoo... These people are so weird that they can't understand them anymore..."

"Kill! Kill them!"

"Let's do it together. Don't go any further!"

"Charge!"

The shouting gradually increased, and these Protoss soldiers looked at each other. At the moment, they had given up any idea of escape.

If you want to escape, you have already escaped before. Now at this time, you can only bite your teeth and continue to rush forward

When the state of mind bursts out, you can't say anything clearly

"The high-level saint, the top saint and some middle-level Saint practitioners were intercepted by the golden armor puppet..."

"He helped us solve our biggest trouble..."

"At present, there are only a dozen middle-level saints and hundreds of low-level saints left..."

"In the sea of blood, their accomplishments have all been reduced by one level, and they have become low-level Saint Zun realm combat power and eight star peak Saint realm combat power..."

"Eight star peak Holy Land... That's not a worry..."

"As for more than ten low-level saints, ha ha... It's not impossible to deal with..."

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, and then began to deploy calmly.

"Keel whale..."

"Charge!"

"Anti God Artillery Corps! All anti God artillery listen to the order! Give up the artillery battle temporarily and draw out your sword and star nuclear pistol! Close combat"!

"Your goal is to fight against those Protoss practitioners with low-level holy territory combat power!"

"The other major legions, with the Legion as the organizational system, radiate and kill towards the surrounding areas!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"The whole army attack!"

The voice of Fang fan resounds around. For this place, it has opened a new battle!

As for how the next situation will develop, it depends on the overall change of the situation!

However, from the current pattern, it is basically a direct horizontal push like destruction and destruction

The scene looks particularly surging and exciting!

The killing has never stopped!

In the sea of blood, the protoss practitioners who have been reduced in combat power sadly find that they are being attacked in an all-round way

Want to resist, but can't find a chance

In this way, it has been comprehensively suppressed

The whole person began to be depressed

Mentality, collapse!

Everything is completely split

This... And a hammer!

I can't play anymore

Just... Nothing

On the ground, there are floating corpses

Collapsed

All collapsed

Extinction is the only theme at present.

Brewer, the third-class God of the absolute top holy Zunjing of the protoss, covered his chest, stood aside with his body trembling, and the long sword in his hand was against the ground, so that his body could barely be supported.

At the moment, the lips are stammering, and large tracts of hot blood are flowing on the chest. The whole person looks confused. I don't know what to call

"Oh..."

"Ha ha..."

"No... No more..."

"Hey..."

"Since the beginning, I should have thought of this result..."

"Even in my heart, I'm still a little unwilling..."

"But even if you are unwilling, what can you do? Everything comes to an end."

"It's over... Nothing..."

"From the beginning, I came here bravely, and now I have no place to appeal..."

"Hey... What an irony..."

"But what can I do?"

"Now that you have chosen, you can only bite your teeth to the end!"

"War! War! War!"

Brewer, the third-class divine General of the absolute top saint of the protoss, roared a few times and then launched a desperate charge

At the mouth of the yoke, he knew that there were thorns and dangers in front of him, but he couldn't care so much.

This time, he gradually became numb.

As for the others that have nothing, I don't care and it's meaningless

The blood has soaked the area, and the breath of death is oppressive.

Virtually, it makes people tremble physically and mentally

In the words, there is a trace of coolness and silence.

Click

Bang

The gold armour puppet directly cut brewer's left shoulder with a sharp blade. The sound of bone fragmentation sounded, which was particularly crisp this time.

Feel it a little, and your body and mind can't help shaking.

The rest of those words were followed by silence

Everything, on the spot, is nothing

"God brewer will die!" (Protoss)

"Oh... There will be such a moment sooner or later. What's there to shout about?"

"Shout? If you don't shout again, it's too late. It's our turn later!"

"I don't know what the meaning of launching this war is. Up to now, I only see death. It's meaningless. It's meaningless at all..."

"Oh... It's the same idea. In fact, our Protoss city is still so far away from the foreign race. As for? Why?"

"Hey... The superiors say these people are demons. Let's kill them according to the will of the true God."

"True God? Oh! Thanks to what they say, everything can be related to the true God. How long have we been decoupled from the true God? Haven't they counted in their hearts?"

"Hey... That's what I think. What can I do?"

"Anyway... Just sand carving. I can see through it completely..."

"Oh... It's time to die again..."

"Die..."

……

The discussion is getting louder and louder.

Because there were fewer and fewer people left, they were basically killed.

When the troops came from under the city of God in the seven courts, the protoss still had 10000 troops.

Fang fan shelled a wave with ten companies of anti God cannons and killed 89% of them. Finally, more than 1000 elite Protoss rushed over

Under the confrontation between the quasi demigod golden armor puppets and a group of Legion soldiers, they are gradually eliminated at the moment

The sporadic ones also tend to perish

"Shit..."

"It's all storage rings..."

"And there are so many storage rings of holy Zunjing Protoss..."

"Hey! This kind of elite storage ring basically needs to concentrate on stone fragments!"

"Yes! It's really developed!"

"Fang fan, we'll take part in more battles in the future..."

"The thief is interesting!"

"I'll also be your logistics officer!"

"Hey, hey... Good, comfortable..."