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Three figures loomed around.

Here is an unknown spiritual space.

The blood mosquito king was startled first, then disdainful and angry.

Its hands and arms continue to extend, and the front end becomes sharp, like two cone-shaped spikes.

Its blood-brown tail flicked and flicked, and the end was like a pinhole, with contraction and bulge.

A prismatic emblem appeared on the center of its eyebrows, and the blood waved away.

Authority: Bloodthirsty!

The blood mosquito king's control over this authority has exceeded 30%, and he is also a senior powerhouse among the legendary elves.

Its tail flicked like a sharp whip.

Through the darkness.

Tear the unfolding dark scene to pieces.

The black robe figure behind him escaped into the space and disappeared. It didn't feel annoyed. With his pupils erected, he immediately found the other two elves hidden.

Its figure flashed and came to one of them.

The spikes pierced out.

The blood glow faintly wants to tear the spiritual space.

But the figure in front of him disappeared, just as the surrounding bubbles appeared and shattered.

No trace to be found.

The blood mosquito king frowned, and his figure flashed again.

This time when it came to the elf wearing a black and white dress, it felt that the passage of time had become weird, and the trajectory of the stars spread towards it like a vine growing in the void.

None of this can stop it.

The eyes of the blood mosquito king were scarlet, and the star trails instantly melted into blood.

Its spikes pierced through the twisted time and pierced the black-and-white skirt elves close at hand.

Behind the black-and-white dress elves, a dark round moon appeared, casting a gloomy brilliance.

For a moment, the blood mosquito king felt that there were negative forces such as slowness, confusion, weakness, and dislocation.

It is still not afraid.

The power of authority drives away all influences, the power of the source bursts out, and the spikes pierce out.

Pierced...

In front of it, it was not Yong Ye Yao Ji, but A Yan in a black robe.

Ah Yan was pierced by a sharp thorn, but there was no wound.

At the wound, there was a black hole thick with a bucket, connected to the unknown darkness.

The dangerous instinct of the blood mosquito king tells it that it is best and best not to be dragged in by this black hole.

It stretched out its hand and failed to pull its arm out.

At this time,

Heipao Ayan screamed black wind around him.

At the same time, a trail of stars appeared.

The black full moon is still high.

The blood mosquito king is horizontal.

"Puff--"

Its entire arm exploded, and its figure jumped out of several spatial categories.

With a wave of the remaining left arm, the surrounding air bubbles that gave it a bad feeling were chopped out.

Only then did it raise the broken right arm, a burst of blood flowed, and the whole spiked right arm recovered.

Its breath is undamaged.

But Die Xiaodie has already begun the second phase of tactics.

The figure of Furfuryl appears in the distance.

Behind it, a round of sun slowly rose, reached the highest point, and slowly set again.

The day turns into night, and a bright and full moon hangs high.

From full moon, to half moon, to waning moon.

The sun and the moon rotate.

There are also cloudy and sunny months.

The time flow around the blood mosquito king began to change strangely.

It is a legend. To a certain extent, it can not be affected by time, its thoughts can still function normally, but the whole body is trapped in the quagmire of time.

At this moment, white shadows appeared one after another.

Standing around, these white shadows could faintly see the appearance of the butterfly fairy.

They raised their arms, their palms joined together, and the closed palms seemed to be the gateway to a world, from which a bright light burst out.

The height of the space,

A Yan, dressed in a black robe, filled the last gap, and countless shadow energy in the underworld boiled.

It fell with a palm.

The blood mosquito king no longer has room to hide.

It can only continue to give instructions, facing several bodies that are temporarily delayed.

Guanghua, quietly blooming.

The spiritual space collapsed steadily, and in the glory of annihilation, the blood mosquito king's figure dissipated inch by inch until it was completely annihilated.

"solved?"

"No, no!"

With the help of Ah Yan's vision, Su Hao looked over.

Somewhere far away,

A drop of blood swelled and quickly turned into the figure of the blood mosquito king.

Only at this time, the color of its entire body faded a bit, and its breath weakened considerably.

Fear remained in its pupils.

After eating the first loss, it didn't escape, and didn't want to escape, because of face, it was a legend, and it had to retreat in the face of three and a half legends.

But after the second loss, it was still a big loss.

The Blood Mosquito King clearly realized that he was not an opponent.

"This is by no means ordinary authority. They all have high-level authority, even among the high-level, rare and powerful authority."

As for top authority?

Forgive the blood mosquito king never thought.

It has never seen an elf with top authority, let alone a semi-legendary, which does not exist in its cognition.

Losing to the three high authority holders would not be so embarrassing.

The Blood Mosquito King gave himself an excuse to retreat.

It just so happened that at this time the spiritual space collapsed inch by inch because of the previous bombardment.

It can get out easily.

The blood mosquito king thought.

I discovered that under the collapsed spiritual space, there was a...

A dreamy space with countless bubbles.

it:"?"

...

In the spiritual space,

A Yan is the main attacker, Die Fluttershy cooperates, and furfuryl is assisted.

The three friends lifted the blood mosquito king and beat them in turn.

The blood mosquito king's authority was not able to play out at all, only relying on the ability to regenerate in the blood, barely supporting.

Its breath has become weaker and weaker.

At this time,

Die Xiaodie frowned and glanced at the weak Blood Mosquito King not far away. With a wave of its small hand, the positions of A Yan and Furfuryl were replaced by two misty white mists in the distance.

The next moment,

Click

The entire psychic space shattered, and a figure surrounded by blood appeared.

It grabbed and pulled with both hands.

It completely shreds the entire spiritual space.

"God."

The blood mosquito king flew to this figure, rejoicing and ashamed.

far away,

Three figures appeared: Die Fluttershy, A Yan, and Furfury.

Su Hao was in the underworld, frowning slightly, "It's a pity."

He opened the panel and glanced.

The legendary elves who only hold ordinary authority are weaker than he estimated, but they are really resistant to fights.

"It may also be due to the blood line. Isn't it reasonable that the blood line has more than 100 million points?

There was a roar in the distant space, and the glaring brilliance appeared like a star burst, and it disappeared without a trace.

Die Xiaodie looked around.

It is a few figures who are fighting.

They are not silly.

They are in further corners.

"It's Ghost Capital and Thunder God Palace, they are fighting again."

This is good news.

But soon...

The five legendary elves that are fighting each other separate.

They found...

A legend in the blood pool is wilting.

what happened?

The Blood God Sovereign spoke ~www.readwn.com~ They are the holders of high-level authority, and may even be top-level authority. "

It has to express two meanings.

For one thing, Fairy Butterfly is not weak. If you continue to fight, you may make these semi-legends take advantage.

Two,

Legend has it that the elves have fallen, and high-level authority has emerged...

A high-level authority...even if it is not of a similar type to yourself, it can be helpful.

This is benefit.

The five legends moved.

They were silent for a moment, "Pick one of each?"

The blood **** shook his long, **** hair, "Yes."

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