Twenty xenon lamps nearby and six searchlights in the distance lighted up at the same time, turning the entire port into daylight and dispelling the darkness.
At the same time, it also illuminated the group of evil professionals who jumped from the yacht to the shore. They wore uniform black robes and hoods, covering their faces, and lurked behind the containers.
A dozen New York County police officers fired six individual rocket launchers and pulled the triggers on the cloaked man.
Phew!
Six streaks of smoke screamed and shot towards the man in black robe, and the roaring and explosive fire swallowed up the evil ones from the second area.
The fire distorted their figures, and these men in black robes were shattered like phantoms. Immediately, they appeared more than ten meters away, as if they had been there all along. They were police officers from the New York County Government who had been possessed by the illusion, and they were heading towards the unmanned people. Open fire.
"Send a group of ants to disgust people." A man in black robes stood up, his eyes raised with a dizzying whirlpool.
The policemen who looked into those eyes with transparent whirlpools and fired their individual rocket launchers exploded with fear, and they dropped their weapons in panic and fled the port.
Facing such ant-like mortals, the illusionist didn't even bother to use mental strikes. He believed that they were not worthy of losing his moral points.
call out!
Suddenly, a shrill howl of wind sounded, and a deep slash appeared behind the illusionist. The illusionist's body slowly separated and was cut in half by the sudden wind blade.
The organs dripped down, smeared with blood.
The illusionist in the saint stage just returned to the spiritual realm. Wuwu, the wind was strong, and six or seven figures passed through the port like fighter jets. The leader was the peak saint of heaven's punishment, North Machine. The fast wind blade just now It was from his hand.
The wind mages passed by the harbor entrance and waved out dense wind blades, forming a barrage that covered the enemy dock below.
The people in black robes evaded one after another and tried their best to deal with the terrible covering blow, but one saint still died in the first wave of blows, and two saints were seriously injured...
In one round, the saints in the second area lost two and two were seriously injured.
A man in black robe snorted, raised his head and let out a shrill scream.
The moment he raised his head, Zhang Yuanqingwu, standing on the top of the lighthouse, saw the other person's face clearly and recognized his identity.
Although illusionists are ever-changing, they always need a fixed vest to maintain interpersonal relationships. Therefore, most of the time, they will not change their appearance.
This person in the spiritual realm dreams of a tapir!
The pinnacle saint of the Southern Sect, a senior deacon who is stronger than the former spiritual servant Yin Chuanmei.
Meng Tapir has been active in Fujian Province all year round, so Zhang Yuanqing has only seen him on the Five Elements Alliance's wanted list and has never met him, otherwise he would have been sent back to the spiritual realm.
Amidst the screams, both the saint in the second area and the wind mage in the sky felt like they had been hit on the head with a stick. They had splitting headaches, bulging eye sockets, and blood spurting out of the nose.
Seizing the opportunity, another man in black robe pressed his head, resisting the pain, and spewed out a stream of yin energy from his mouth.
The Yin Qi turned into resentful spirits with fangs and claws, and pounced on Feng Mage, who was dizzy under the mental blow. Under normal conditions, the flying speed of the spirit servant of force could not catch up with Feng Mage. The star official who majored in the power of the lunar force, Zhang Yuanqingmi He raised his eyes and carefully looked at the person's appearance under his ordinary appearance. At the same time, he opened his starry eyes to look at the other person's life palace.
Regrettably, he discovered that he has never been healthy in either appearance or destiny.
First, remember Shengsheng. If you can kill him this time, don't worry about it. If you let him escape, go to Taiyi Sect to look for him later. There are not many sixth-level peak saints.
Zhang Yuanqing stopped paying attention and turned his gaze to the night sky. As the resentful spirits penetrated his body one by one and completed their possession, Master Feng's body gradually lost control in mid-air, spinning around in circles, each one in pain like a drunken bird.
Seeing this, a man in black robes stepped out, his robes burst open, revealing a bronze body. He was 1.8 meters tall, with 1-inch hair and eyes wrapped with a black cloth.
Rumor has it that the jealous god likes to cover his eyes with a black cloth because he can suppress his jealousy to the maximum extent.
If you can't see it, it doesn't exist, so you won't feel jealous naturally. If you don't feel jealous, you won't kill someone impulsively.
When facing ordinary people, the God of Jealousy will not bother to blindfold him. Firstly, there are too few things that mortals can make him jealous of. Secondly, ants can be killed if they want, so there is no need to worry. They can only join forces with spiritual practitioners of the same level, or participate in He would only blindfold himself at a gathering of the evil camp.
The God of Jealousy will grab a dark red hard bow from the void, aim it at a wind mage spinning around in the air, and pull the bowstring. At the same time, red aura will emit from his fingertips and condense into a thin arrow.
Seeing the hard bow bent like a full moon, a figure jumped along the container and arrived at the battlefield. This was the masculine and handsome knight Xia Zuo with short blond hair.
The knight was holding a cross sword in a low and majestic voice, just like a king announcing a royal decree or a judge announcing.
Law, the rules of this battle: the use of bows and arrows is prohibited.
The sword god burst out with sacred white light, the law was signed, and the rules came.
The jealous god general's arm was trembling slightly as if it were tied to a huge boulder. He couldn't loosen the bow string no matter what. Only by putting down the bow could he get rid of the suppression of the power of the rules.
A coin shot from a distance and flipped over, hitting the Jealous God General. It landed with a clang, accompanied by a low and ruffled voice, "This time it's not a bow, it's a crossbow!"
The silver coin exploded with a bang, and the regular power exerted on the jealous god general disappeared immediately.
The professional name of the alcoholic after changing his profession is disorder, which specializes in destroying order. He is good at exploiting loopholes in the rules of the low-level camp and knights are two professions that restrain each other.
Riders can restore order to chaos, while disordered ones can make loopholes in the rules made by knights.
"Bengge!" The God of Jealousy let go of his bowstring, and the crisp and sweet sound of the strings echoed in the night sky. The arrow turned into a blood-colored stream of light, instantly piercing a wind mage. After shooting dozens of meters, it turned back and pierced the second one. A wind mage possessed by a evil spirit.
At that time, Master Feng was competing with the resentful spirit for control of his body. He was unable to avoid it and became a living target.
"Zizi" A series of electric arcs appeared in mid-air to form a power grid, covering the four wind mages. The fragile wind mages stiffened instantly, their hair stood on end and their eyes turned white.
Three of them fell directly from a high altitude, with black smoke rising from their bodies, and Zhang Yuanqing heard the heart-rending screams of the resentful spirits.
The overbearing thunder and lightning are second only to the Soul Devouring God of Night and the Divine Power of the Sun in terms of exorcism effect.
North, who was at the peak of the sixth level, did not lose his mobility or be stunned. Instead, he took back the initiative of his body with the help of the exorcism effect of thunder and lightning, and calmly erected a wind wall to let the bloody stream of light scatter in the wind wall. superior.
He controlled the airflow to pick up his two unconscious companions and quickly retreated.
On the other side, the high-ranking saint of the Poseidon Church, "Terror of the Deep", summoned a horse with 0 concentration from the sea water and rode the horse to collide with the jealous god general at high speed.
The men in black robes along the way fled one after another
boom!
The horse hit the chest of the God of Envy, making a loud noise like thunder. The God of Envy flew backwards and fell into the sea.
There was a "swish" from the sea surface, and a three-meter-long black-scaled tongue poked out, opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth, raised its head and swallowed the Jealous God General, and immediately dived into the sea.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The fear of the deep sea who had just knocked away the jealous god general suddenly coughed violently. His face turned pale from the cough, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his face looked sick.
He was sick. There was a water ghost hidden in the black robe, and he was a late-level six water ghost. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the strong and strong sea monster to quickly contract the disease.
The operation of the yacht to escape on the waves just now was also the work of this water ghost.
At this time, the location of the deep-sea terror was the central area of the black-robed man. In an instant, several black-robed men took action at the same time, using their professional skills or taking out props. The overwhelming attacks covering all areas covered the sea monster. .
If it were at sea, the terror of the deep sea might be able to be resisted by relying on the Kraken's 50% domain, but this is land after all. Even if the ocean is close at hand and he is seriously ill and in a weak state, the Kraken has no escape skills. In such a dense environment, In the attack, death is certain.
At that time, Ray Eugene, who had a dark blond back hair, wore a blue suit, and looked elegant from head to toe, appeared next to "Deep Sea Terror", held his shoulders, and just before the attack was about to come, the two of them came together disappear.
Teleport!
Rayleigh Eugene supported Shen Haiyin and appeared next to the container more than ten meters away. "I saved your life. How about five million!"
The horror of the deep sea glanced at him and said, "I will give you another hundred thousand to buy a medicine that can cure your disease."
"Two hundred thousand!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Deal!" Leley Eugene reached out and fished out a yellow pill from the void and handed it over.
Deep Sea Horror swallowed the pills, and his face gradually turned rosy. The burning sensation on his face, weakness in his limbs, headache, and dizziness were quickly relieved.
At this time, the sea surface appeared with a rumble, heavy waves splashed, and a figure jumped out of the sea and landed heavily on the shore. He was clearly jealous of the god general.
The black robe on his body has been torn into pieces, and he is completely naked. His bronze body has distinct muscles, which contain terrifying power. Half of his face is covered with weird tattoos. Anyone who looks directly at him feels dizzy. , his consciousness was confused, and four illusory arms appeared from his back, slightly opened, with a strong posture that was ready to tear people apart. On the sea surface behind him, a huge snake body slowly floated up. The snake's head had been exploded, but strangely no blood flowed out.
The Jealous God General was actually seriously injured, but after fighting the sea beast, the bewitching demon's bloodthirsty and violent passive made his injuries instantly recover and his combat power was increased.
The arrogance at this time was extremely arrogant, overwhelming the companions around him.
After the first round of confrontation, both sides did not fight immediately. Instead, they examined and observed the enemy. In total, more than thirty saints from both sides faced off.
Zhang Yuanqing did not take action. He suspected that in tonight's battle of saints, the evil camp's real goal was to kill him and take away the dominator-level props. In this way, even if the dominator-level battle did not take advantage, the evil camp would also Make a lot of money.
So he had to take another look and not charge recklessly.
At this time, the masters were far away from the battlefield. From the port side, only the distant horizon could be seen, hurricanes roared, thunder flashed, and sometimes the desolate and high-pitched cries of sea beasts were heard.
Obviously, they avoided this place consciously, not wanting to kill and injure all the peak saints on their side by burning jade and stone together. After all, the peak saints are the dominating reserves and the backbone of the future.
Rayleigh Eugene looked at the few peak saints who had just taken action, and spoke in a tone that sounded like he was counting goods.
"A Plague God, a Fog Lord, a Dream Master, a Star Officer, and a Disordered One... In terms of numbers, our side has the advantage, but they have more contacts at their peak professions, and the victory or defeat is about 50%."
As he finished speaking, a tall figure wearing a black robe and a hood walked out from a certain container.
This person was two meters tall, with a frame far larger than that of an ordinary adult. His face was wrapped in a white bandage, only revealing a pair of devilish red vertical pupils.
Seeing this person appear and pass by, Xia Zuo and others' expressions suddenly became solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Rayleigh Eugene also put away his relaxed expression and frowned.
Tiphoos!
Demon Ancestor Typhoos, a native of New Testament County, ranked first on the Weaving List, and the peak saint ranked second on the Most Wanted List of the Heavenly Punishment Headquarters. This Demon Ancestor has been famous for ten years. When he dominated the Free Federation, Many saints present are still newcomers.
In the world of spiritual practitioners, Nian Chang means powerful. On the one hand, it is the accumulation of combat experience and skill proficiency. On the other hand, Nian Chang spiritual practitioners are like ancient practitioners who have time to ponder and practice. occult.
Tiphios is this kind of existence. It is said that when he first became a saint, in a certain high-difficulty dungeon, his body was contaminated by the creations left by indescribable existences and his body was horribly deformed. From then on, he became a demon and could no longer recover his body. .
That's why he wears black robes and bandages all year round.
Tiphios regarded this as a gift from God and tried his best to develop the demon body. For this reason, he deliberately stayed at the saint stage and refused to be promoted to the chief case.
Every time he passes a dungeon in the saint stage, his demon body will become stronger. No one knows how he achieves 0. They only know that he has mastered some kind of secret technique. By repeatedly clearing the dungeon of the saint, he can continue to accumulate knowledge. , this kind of famous person is very special, similar to Fu Qingyang and the Good Demon Eye King in the second area. Once promoted to the master, he is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, far more powerful than the ordinary subordinate master.
Facing such a person who could influence the balance of battle, the saints of the lawful organization were nervous and vigilant, and their faces were written on their faces.
Tiphoos' vertical eyes swept across the saints present, and the hoarse voice came from under the bandages.
"A bunch of trash, my target is not you, let Jumang come out!"
"Tifo, send him back to the spiritual realm tonight!" Zhang Yuanqing on the tower narrowed his eyes. The evil camp is dealing with Gou Mang, the killer stream, on Tifoos.
