Chapter 2363

The figure jumping down from the air is naturally pumice.

"Pu --"

the lava sword, like cutting tofu, can easily pierce florone's head.

The power of faith, at this moment, is like a decoration.

The hot magma gushed out of frone's body.

The old figure was gradually melted down in the shrill wail.

Anger, resentment, unwillingness... All kinds of breath, like fireworks, spread in the air.

The last voice of florene in his life is full of hate and curse.

Looking at that dissipated figure, night Hong's face is cold, eyebrows locked.

Until florene was dying, he didn't know how his name came from.

Ye Hong did not believe in the prophecy of the gods coming down.

After he created the night God, he even more sneered at the so-called God.

In his view, the so-called gods are all illusory shadows projected by the power of faith.

In this case, who gave Yehong the name of the son of catastrophes, and instructed florone to target Yehong?

Who can command such a strong man?

Although florone died, Yehong's doubts did not disappear, but more and more.

With the fall of florene, the sacrificial ceremony also failed.

The red light on the statue of God of war faded like a tide.

The armless statue has returned to its cold shape.

The disturbing punishment did not come after all.

Let Ye Hong feel lucky, but also unavoidably curious.

What kind of move is divine punishment?

Is it beyond the divine power?

Looking up at the statue, night Hong has a kind of chilly feeling.

When florone melted in the magma, the Dragon spear was quiet.

Originally five meters long, the huge dragon spear is getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, it turned into a giant dragon the size of a palm.

It's like a mini handmade one.

Night Hong will take up the statue, found that the upper gloss is dim, like a humble old toy.

Is this the original form of the holy and high light dark dragon head?

It is no wonder that the forty thieves were able to steal it from the Sith kingdom without trace.

But even so, Yehong can still feel a mysterious atmosphere from the statue in front of him.

He put the statue in his arms and walked slowly towards the place where florene died.

The body of florene has been reduced to ashes.

The hot magma, swallowed up the remains of the body, turned into pieces of gray stone.

Like the stone sword in pumice's hand.

Magma cooling is pumice.

Night Hong heart dark anger, he should have been through this name association.

If there is no wrong guess, the pumice in front of us should be a member of the magma organization.

Otherwise, he had no reason to betray the war temple and helped Yehong at the critical moment.

To tell you the truth, Yehong is no longer surprised by the presence and disappearance of magma members.

But he is still curious, what does magma want to do?

Is the purpose of sending a temple of latent war like pumice to kill florone one day?

Pumice is on the ground with a sword, panting.

The hot air from his body soaked in grey robes.

The eyes behind the mask are full of fatigue.

Night Hong came to pumice stone, looking at him in silence.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, his hand reached into the pile of gray stones and picked up a bamboo stick in silence.

The bamboo stick is ordinary, but it is such a bamboo stick that it gives florene a fatal blow.

If there was no bamboo stick that appeared in time, the consequences would be unimaginable once florone completed the sacrificial ceremony.

Looking at the familiar "West" character on the bamboo stick, Yehong is silent.

Before he came to Xizhou, he got the same bamboo sticks in the manor on the outskirts of Beijing.

"It's him again..."

Yehong looked up at the direction of the bamboo stick flying, and there was only a vast ocean.

He turned his head and was about to talk to pumice, but he saw a golden robe figure in the corner of his eye. He rushed over from all directions like crazy.

"Avenge the LORD God!"

night night, the dark sigh, the heart is unable to make complaints about these crazy gods.

Please, your emissary almost sacrificed you just now!

But he knew that these people were brainwashed by the power of faith. They were unreasonable guys and did not intend to reason with them.

When the breath in your body is surging, teach them a lesson.However, pumice stood up with his teeth clenched, put his stone sword across his chest, and said in a deep voice, "give it to me here. You can take people to the South and leave the temple."

Ye hongben was also worried about the Phoenix rose. Seeing that pumice was still fighting, he patted him on the shoulder without much nonsense. He jumped into the hall and flew to the south.

The top of my head was shaking.

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the activity in the north of the temple did not affect the competition in the South Square.

Under the suppression of the glory of the God of war, the Phoenix Rose Festival failed.

But they did not give up, always gritted their teeth.

The crystal on the high and low is broken and born and broken.

The whole game has come to an hour of horror from time to time.

The glory of God of war seems not to want to end the game like this, leisurely playing with the girls opposite.

However, the world countless pairs of eyes, but seems to have seen the end of the game.

Some media have even put out the propaganda banner congratulating ares on winning the S10 champion.

Even on the website, even a howl of grief.

It's a failure! 】

[our country has no life to win the cup. 】

[women's E-sports team? Ha ha, is a joke! 】

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night mirror platform, there are always night aristocrats who are angry and close their accounts.

The abuse on the platform is unprecedented.

Zhu Ziqi and others are all worried.

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Anming County, night food.

An Xiaoying looked at the TV with a sad face and kept shouting: "daughter, come on!"

The other people in the hall were all worried.

Tongyou mountain, Caijia villa.

Xian'er pointed to the TV screen and asked, "Dad, are the sisters going to lose?"

Cai Jiannan sighed: "judging from the current situation, it is not optimistic."

"Ah..."

xian'er said gloomily, "brother Hong is going to be sad that night."

Jiangda, mingyelou, 503.

The four looked at each other, not knowing whether to continue to watch the game.

"Strange, where's the fifth at this critical time?"

"May be ashamed to hide it, after all, he is an assistant coach, team failure he should also take responsibility."

"Go, old five, where is that kind of easy to escape people!"

Egret City, Kyoto... Countless sighs of regret ring out in various places.

In the competition field, Ruan Biying is very anxious and her fingers are tightly twisted together.