Chapter 643： Requiem

In the area where the formation was suppressed, in the face of the unstoppable bombardment of seventeen magical monks by the magic of sword and gas, [Xiao] everyone has repeatedly reduced the scope of defense, and it seems that it is less than 100 meters away from the core of the explosion, but even In this way, empty Chen, Qin Lang, and Meng Jingxian have been unable to achieve perfect defense. In many cases, even a person who is not good at fighting must participate in order to be successful without being attacked by others.

"Eagle fire!"

Also when Qin Lang was exhausted, a late incarnation standing behind the old man made a right-handed move. A powerful spell was released instantly. A fire-powered giant eagle suddenly appeared in the sky and flew straight to Qin Lang. The eagle rang out through the wild, exuding a terrible hot breath.

Looking at the terrorist attacks in the sky, Qin Lang's face changed. The first reaction was to use Thunderbolt to evade, but soon he abandoned the plan because he found that the old man's eagle fire was not directed at him. , But went straight to the core of the explosion.

"Damn!" Qin Lang cursed, and the remaining thunder spirit power surged out of the meridians immediately, converging on the tip of his right finger.

"Thunder!"

boom! A finger condensing numerous thunder and lightning directly clicked out, and Thunder Light fell on the giant eagle formed by that eagle's fire and killed it instantly. The red fire attribute and the purple thunder attribute were entangled. Half of the sky lit up.

Seeing this scene, the old man who cast the spell showed a sneer, his expression did not fluctuate, and as his body flickered and retreated, a large amount of spiritual power immediately burst from his side to prevent the assassination of Beidou, and he was preparing for the next attack.

The purpose of the old man of this deification period is very clear. He does not expect how much damage these attacks will cause to Xiao, he is just to consume the power of Xiao, so that this organization will not break.

This approach is the idea of ​​most of the monks in the field. They know the power of [Xiao], especially in this environment, and they can play a very strong combat force. There is no good thing in fighting with them. It is easy to be profited by fishermen, so consumption is the most secure way.

Of course, this idea does not include Prince Zixia. Maybe he still kept calm and chose to consume tactics when he was not rubbed on the ground by the coffin board. But now, he only wants to kill everyone [Xiao] !!

"Empty Chen, I can't stand it!"

The sweaty Qin Lang's channeling speech, which was standing in front of him, was almost completely depleted. Among the three, his consumption was the largest and the hardest. The first one to fall at this moment was not unexpected.

"Leave it to me, you take a break!" Kong Chen said, her cherry-like eyes spinning rapidly, looking coldly at the dozen or so God-like monks approaching step by step.

"You ..." Qin Lang looked at the empty Chen, knowing that he might be desperately fighting, as before, outside the hall of Shenguang, a manpower turned the tide, but the consumption was too great. The last empty Chen was unconscious. After so long, even though it has been improved a lot, but after such a long battle, the air force is no longer at its peak. If you use that trick forcibly, no one knows what the consequences will be.

But Qin Lang couldn't stop it, because Chen Chen was now the last hope.

He used Zixiao Shenlei to restrain the crowd for almost an hour, and he had no energy to fight again, but if Chen Chen did not take any action, they would really have to give up.

Beidou Meng Jingxian was assassinated by the company. In the previous battles, he has also exerted his advantages, constantly harassed the enemy, and even used the death dance of the king's secret to damage several monks several times, but why they The opponent is not an ordinary person, but a monk during the deification period. The flesh is very terrible. In addition, if they are injured, these people will immediately get out and restore the healing period of the deification period. There is nothing they can do on their side. .

"There are two hours left before Lin Chuan said, can we really sustain it?" Qin Lang couldn't help but think with some despair, the current battle really left him with no confidence at all.

Continuously playing the piano for a long time has made Kuo Chen's hands tremble slightly, but at this time, he can only do everything to listen to his destiny.

"Falling ... Let's fight together ..." Murakami whispered softly, her eyes closed slightly, and the whole body's breath plummeted, as if she had converged all her momentum, as if she had died.

But in the moment when the eyes opened in the air, a horrible blazing atmosphere rose into the sky, with endless madness, and the momentum against the sky, echoed throughout the area.

"Listen, this is a requiem dedicated to you ..."

The slender fingers flicked, the red-red light strings trembled, and suddenly, an ancient tree rose up from the ground, growing rapidly beside Chen Chen, brown-red trunks, fresh branches, bright red flowers, this It is a beautiful cherry tree. With the tune and the breeze, there are countless cherry blossoms.

The ancient tree nestled next to Kongchen ~ www.novelhall.com ~ one person, one tree, one harp, as if this is all between heaven and earth, nothing and nothing can break this harmony and beauty.

The flying cherry blossoms lingered around the empty Chen, like lingering love words, inexhaustible, silent, and unwilling to leave.

"What the **** is this!" The monks of the Divine Period looked at this weird scene, and frowned, wondering what Chen Chen was doing.

"Huh, the resistance at the end of the road is just useless!" Someone hummed.

When they saw Qin Lang backing down, they knew that there was no suspense in this battle. Consumption tactics made [Xiao] unable to sustain it, but to be honest, Suzaku resisted for so long in front of them, and it really made everyone Shocked, at least for this talent, their group of gods of the divine period was ashamed.

"Finally no spiritual power? Let me die!"

At this moment, the angry howl that suppressed the unknown for a long time finally roared, and the purple figure flashed out, and went straight to the air to kill the past.

The man who shot this was the Prince Zixia who was photographed and rubbed on the ground.

The light flickered, and a golden light bell flew from the sleeve of Prince Zixia, instantly covering his whole body, and then he directly took out a cyan lightsaber, operated the sword, and cut it towards the air. Go on.

This time, he must let [Xiao] die without burial ground!

In the distance, Kong Chen didn't seem to realize that Prince Zixia was rushing over, and he was so quietly playing the piano, complementing the ancient trees around him, beautiful and harmonious.

It was just that the cherry blossoms falling from that ancient tree no longer dazzled the air, but made a spin and fell towards Prince Zixia.

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(End of this chapter)