"If the real strength is as expected, there is no need to arrange the array, which can't be put on the table." The disdain of Zhuo Yihang's face was sent to twelve to break through.
The unreal array, which is only two levels in a district, can hardly survive a heavy storm and thunder.
There are only 12 eyes that emit thunder and lightning. The real eyes are like electricity, which can see through the thick fog.
Twelve is looking for the second level magic array eye. As long as you find the array eye, the array will not break itself.
On a hillock somewhere, Qin Sheng took everything back to his eyes, turned his hand and threw out two black iron talismans.
This is his last two black iron Fubing. The iron ball rolled down the hill and disappeared in the vast fog.
This group of followers from Beichen University, Jin Yingquan is the most powerful. He desperately urges the yuan power in his body to resist the poisonous gas of the fog. However, he still feels that his eyes are more and more colorful and his sight distance is shorter and shorter.
Suddenly.
Jin Yingquan felt that his eyes were full of black, and the iron pimples of a black Rune knife appeared in front of him.
"This is Black iron talisman King screamed, trying to escape.
This is a black iron Fubing. Its strength is comparable to that of a martial artist who can connect with heaven. His golden power is just the later stage of connecting with soul. It's only one step away from the same level, but there's a big gap between the two. Besides, the other is a Fubing cast by black iron. There's no pain at all.
"Pooh" ~ ~ "
the eyes of the black iron Fubing soldiers are red. When they step out, they are close to 10 meters away. The black Fubing sword is suddenly waved, the head is flying high, and a stream of hot blood is like a fountain.
King, death!
"Ah Something. " Wang Qian was sprayed with warm blood nearby, shrieking.
Two black iron talismans quickly drew close to their followers, just like two green wolves who had been hungry for several days, broke into the sheepfold and set off a massacre.
"I'm the only one." Some of his followers cried for help, but they met him with a cold black sword light. He was beheaded, and the breath of life was rapidly passing.
At first, he had a bright future and was the successor of a small family. After graduating from Beichen college, he would return to his hometown in good clothes. He chose to follow the young Marquis, in order to establish his own network.
However, I didn't expect to meet him on a journey of death.
Qin Sheng took a look at the young man who was beheaded. At the beginning, he also made a mockery of Qin Sheng.
Now I'm dead. It's entirely my own fault. The Jianghu is dangerous. Everyone thinks that the magic dragon wasteland is full of treasures. As long as I come here to pick them up, I don't expect that waiting for them is always a journey of eternal doom.
Zhuo Yihang is crazy. He stops a black iron Rune soldier and pulls Wang Qian, who almost collapses.
However, there are two black iron runes. Even if Zhuo Yihang shoots one of them, the other will continue to kill his followers.
After a while, the thick fog that covered the sky and the sun finally disappeared.
Twelve finally broke through the second level magic array. One knife split a black iron talisman. The talisman burst and became a pile of scrap iron.
Although the battle broke, Wang Qian was the only one of his followers, and the others died.
If in this remote place, all his followers die miserably. If he goes back to Wangdu, what's his face? Who will follow him in the future?
Zhuo Yihang was so furious that he shouted: "twelve, dig the ground three feet, and get out the rat. I will torture him for seventy-nine days!"
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