Chapter 1419
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"Wings of the wind!"
"Wind and thunder fighting spirit cutting!"
Evriya's blue and white dress armor dances with the wind, and a pair of wings emerge behind it, which directly suppresses the strength of those in the fourteenth level of occupation. The fighting spirit is born to protect the body, and the mysterious inscriptions are vaguely flowing. The oath sword shines with golden brilliance, and the fighting spirit is just like the source fighting spirit all transformed.
On the oath sword, there is the invisible wind, and the power to blow up the terrible thunder. The power of fighting spirit is surging in the void, just like the tide of endless ocean, full of surging.
The combination of wind and thunder combs the air, and the vast secret lines fuse. The extremely horrible sword light erupts between the heaven and the earth. The force of wind and thunder elements tears the sky, strangles all obstacles, and heads for the endless cavalry.
"King Arthur's signature sword technique?"
"You do have the gift of surpassing the first King Arthur, but you are not qualified."
"This seat is not a waste like Shisheng and shenmian magic dragon!"
"I forgot to tell you that I am the Dragon Master of death..."
"My body is the dragon of death!"
"The knight is just my disguise. This seat will open your eyes to what is the Dragon Master of death."
The vast wind and thunder, tearing the sword light from the long sky, but the strange fog floating all over the sky, the figure of the headless knight Qianlong disappeared, only the voice full of the will to die is still in play.
The dark and dead sky, the desolate and bleak earth, is full of dead and silent will.
In the next moment, strange particles shrouded in fog appeared behind evrya. The terrible Knight's gun pierced through the void and punctured evrya's body at an extremely fast speed.
No earth shaking, no simple sense of fast
The wind wings swept over evreya's back, mingled with the sound of endless and terrible air breaking. In an instant, evreya had been far away for three thousand miles, and had not yet stabilized her body. The strange and dead particle fog appeared first. The rotten and dilapidated Knight's gun seemed to be able to shuttle through the void and emerge again.
Evreya was shocked, instinctively sensing that there was a great crisis in the knight's gun, and there was also a sense of inevitability and unstoppable death.
"It's no use, descendants of King Arthur. You can't hide."
"This is the gun of the dead arcane!"
"It was a long time ago that a dead great arcane master forged it himself, infiltrated strange and unknown substances, melted them, and even backfired on his master."
"Before he died, the magician cursed him at the cost of his soul!"
"All living beings must die!"
In the fog of endless unknown and strange particles, the figure of the headless knight is shrouded in it, and the knight's gun in his hand has disappeared, only the posture full of supremacy.
"The gun of death!"
"I don't believe it!"
"The sword of oath, the light of judgment!"
No matter how she dodges, or is finally locked by the knight's gun, she can't retreat at last. Her whole body shines the power of the source of light. Twenty seven seals of truth are interwoven, and the wings of the wind behind her are transformed into white feathers of light. Countless mysterious inscriptions are interwoven among them, and the sword of vow erupts the most terrible fighting spirit of light.
The sky, the earth, and the white light condense, and the 27 seals of truth frame it. The power of the sacred and incomparable source of light interlaces the void, and is hidden in the deep light of the sword, showing the shadow of a twelve winged angel
"What a disgusting smell!"
"Under the river of soul, the kingdom of death, dare to use the source of light."
"You are arrogant, descendants of King Arthur!"
"The gun of death, unseal!"
"Descendants of King Arthur! Your soul has taken it! "
The thousand dragons in the mist above the void make an aria like voice, which has a kind of middle two breath, but they can't seriously qualify for middle two.
I can only see its numerous strange mists interweave, the knight's gun condenses the endless and terrible breath of death, full of cold and evil, a group of extremely strange symbols flash out, just like activating the knight's gun.
Vast, terrifying, unknown, filthy, like the power of weird source revived, the gray and decaying fog shrouded, and particles like substance.
Bloody!
Death!
Senleng!
Through the hole of Knight's gun, there is a terrible light of death, reflecting a scene of purgatory in which all living beings fall down, all kinds of methods die out and there are endless corpses.
"Boom!"
Black and white, holy and dead!
It's like a map cannon unleashing the power of terror, with death and brilliance interlaced.
Sword of oath, gun of Knight!
One sword, one shot!
It's a fierce fight, which infuses evriya's tenet of being a knight, pulling out the evil and protecting the sacrifice will of all living beings.
The knight's gun only has the cold and evil, the death and the bloody instinct, as well as originates from the unknown and the strange.
"Click!"The sword of vow in evriya's hand has produced a series of cracks, which are invaded by the force of death like substance. Even the sword of vow has become dark, and dark particles appear.
"Evrya, old man, help you!"
"Master, come back!"
"Under the crown, evriya can't stop it. Apart from the attribute of death, the most terrible thing is to assimilate the living beings..."
"Master, just look at it!"
Gu Huang pressed master Meilin's shoulder with a palm, the folding fan in the palm waved gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Heihua eveya, coming soon!
Knights' creed, too much to bear, too tired!
It's already reached a limit. Maybe evrya didn't find out.
I have always lived for others, but I have lived for myself.
Being king is enough!
Before death, everyone is equal!
I don't want a decent eveya.
The black king is what I need.
"I Vow to uproot evil... "
"I Vow justice and freedom... "
"I Vow of sacrifice Guard... "
"I Oath Faith in honesty... "
The sword of evreya's vow is broken. The Knights' spear pierces her body. The endless black fog is filled with unknown and strange particles. It begins to spread from evreya's injury, just like the spider's thread invades the flesh, muscles, and soul
"Jie Jie!"
"The gun of the dead arcane, invisible to all beings What... "
"It's impossible..."
"How could this be..."
The headless knight in the fog was still proud at first, but his voice was full of panic. The knight's gun was out of his control, and eveya also had a strange change
"Boom!"
The heaven and earth vibrated, the void roared, the strange and unknown matter condensed into a vast fog, and the endless force of death was swallowed in all directions. It was vaguely visible that the skirt and armor of evreya in the fog were cracked, and the eyes were gray and decayed, full of cold and evil.
The gun of death that pierced her body was pulled out slowly
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"Wings of the wind!"
"Wind and thunder fighting spirit cutting!"
Evriya's blue and white dress armor dances with the wind, and a pair of wings emerge behind it, which directly suppresses the strength of those in the fourteenth level of occupation. The fighting spirit is born to protect the body, and the mysterious inscriptions are vaguely flowing. The oath sword shines with golden brilliance, and the fighting spirit is just like the source fighting spirit all transformed.
On the oath sword, there is the invisible wind, and the power to blow up the terrible thunder. The power of fighting spirit is surging in the void, just like the tide of endless ocean, full of surging.
The combination of wind and thunder combs the air, and the vast secret lines fuse. The extremely horrible sword light erupts between the heaven and the earth. The force of wind and thunder elements tears the sky, strangles all obstacles, and heads for the endless cavalry.
"King Arthur's signature sword technique?"
"You do have the gift of surpassing the first King Arthur, but you are not qualified."
"This seat is not a waste like Shisheng and shenmian magic dragon!"
"I forgot to tell you that I am the Dragon Master of death..."
"My body is the dragon of death!"
"The knight is just my disguise. This seat will open your eyes to what is the Dragon Master of death."
The vast wind and thunder, tearing the sword light from the long sky, but the strange fog floating all over the sky, the figure of the headless knight Qianlong disappeared, only the voice full of the will to die is still in play.
The dark and dead sky, the desolate and bleak earth, is full of dead and silent will.
In the next moment, strange particles shrouded in fog appeared behind evrya. The terrible Knight's gun pierced through the void and punctured evrya's body at an extremely fast speed.
No earth shaking, no simple sense of fast
The wind wings swept over evreya's back, mingled with the sound of endless and terrible air breaking. In an instant, evreya had been far away for three thousand miles, and had not yet stabilized her body. The strange and dead particle fog appeared first. The rotten and dilapidated Knight's gun seemed to be able to shuttle through the void and emerge again.
Evreya was shocked, instinctively sensing that there was a great crisis in the knight's gun, and there was also a sense of inevitability and unstoppable death.
"It's no use, descendants of King Arthur. You can't hide."
"This is the gun of the dead arcane!"
"It was a long time ago that a dead great arcane master forged it himself, infiltrated strange and unknown substances, melted them, and even backfired on his master."
"Before he died, the magician cursed him at the cost of his soul!"
"All living beings must die!"
In the fog of endless unknown and strange particles, the figure of the headless knight is shrouded in it, and the knight's gun in his hand has disappeared, only the posture full of supremacy.
"The gun of death!"
"I don't believe it!"
"The sword of oath, the light of judgment!"
No matter how she dodges, or is finally locked by the knight's gun, she can't retreat at last. Her whole body shines the power of the source of light. Twenty seven seals of truth are interwoven, and the wings of the wind behind her are transformed into white feathers of light. Countless mysterious inscriptions are interwoven among them, and the sword of vow erupts the most terrible fighting spirit of light.
The sky, the earth, and the white light condense, and the 27 seals of truth frame it. The power of the sacred and incomparable source of light interlaces the void, and is hidden in the deep light of the sword, showing the shadow of a twelve winged angel
"What a disgusting smell!"
"Under the river of soul, the kingdom of death, dare to use the source of light."
"You are arrogant, descendants of King Arthur!"
"The gun of death, unseal!"
"Descendants of King Arthur! Your soul has taken it! "
The thousand dragons in the mist above the void make an aria like voice, which has a kind of middle two breath, but they can't seriously qualify for middle two.
I can only see its numerous strange mists interweave, the knight's gun condenses the endless and terrible breath of death, full of cold and evil, a group of extremely strange symbols flash out, just like activating the knight's gun.
Vast, terrifying, unknown, filthy, like the power of weird source revived, the gray and decaying fog shrouded, and particles like substance.
Bloody!
Death!
Senleng!
Through the hole of Knight's gun, there is a terrible light of death, reflecting a scene of purgatory in which all living beings fall down, all kinds of methods die out and there are endless corpses.
"Boom!"
Black and white, holy and dead!
It's like a map cannon unleashing the power of terror, with death and brilliance interlaced.
Sword of oath, gun of Knight!
One sword, one shot!
It's a fierce fight, which infuses evriya's tenet of being a knight, pulling out the evil and protecting the sacrifice will of all living beings.
The knight's gun only has the cold and evil, the death and the bloody instinct, as well as originates from the unknown and the strange.
"Click!"The sword of vow in evriya's hand has produced a series of cracks, which are invaded by the force of death like substance. Even the sword of vow has become dark, and dark particles appear.
"Evrya, old man, help you!"
"Master, come back!"
"Under the crown, evriya can't stop it. Apart from the attribute of death, the most terrible thing is to assimilate the living beings..."
"Master, just look at it!"
Gu Huang pressed master Meilin's shoulder with a palm, the folding fan in the palm waved gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Heihua eveya, coming soon!
Knights' creed, too much to bear, too tired!
It's already reached a limit. Maybe evrya didn't find out.
I have always lived for others, but I have lived for myself.
Being king is enough!
Before death, everyone is equal!
I don't want a decent eveya.
The black king is what I need.
"I Vow to uproot evil... "
"I Vow justice and freedom... "
"I Vow of sacrifice Guard... "
"I Oath Faith in honesty... "
The sword of evreya's vow is broken. The Knights' spear pierces her body. The endless black fog is filled with unknown and strange particles. It begins to spread from evreya's injury, just like the spider's thread invades the flesh, muscles, and soul
"Jie Jie!"
"The gun of the dead arcane, invisible to all beings What... "
"It's impossible..."
"How could this be..."
The headless knight in the fog was still proud at first, but his voice was full of panic. The knight's gun was out of his control, and eveya also had a strange change
"Boom!"
The heaven and earth vibrated, the void roared, the strange and unknown matter condensed into a vast fog, and the endless force of death was swallowed in all directions. It was vaguely visible that the skirt and armor of evreya in the fog were cracked, and the eyes were gray and decayed, full of cold and evil.
The gun of death that pierced her body was pulled out slowly
"Wings of the wind!" "Wind and thunder fighting spirit cutting!" Evriya's blue and white dress armor dances with the wind, and a pair of wings emerge behind it, which directly suppresses the strength of those in the fourteenth level of occupation. The fighting spirit is born to protect the body, and the mysterious inscriptions are vaguely flowing. The oath sword shines with golden brilliance, and the fighting spirit is just like the source fighting spirit all transformed. On the oath sword, there is the invisible wind, and the power to blow up the terrible thunder. The power of fighting spirit is surging in the void, just like the tide of endless ocean, full of surging. The combination of wind and thunder combs the air, and the vast secret lines fuse. The extremely horrible sword light erupts between the heaven and the earth. The force of wind and thunder elements tears the sky, strangles all obstacles, and heads for the endless cavalry. "King Arthur's signature sword technique?" "You do have the gift of surpassing the first King Arthur, but you are not qualified." "This seat is not a waste like Shisheng and shenmian magic dragon!" "I forgot to tell you that I am the Dragon Master of death..." "My body is the dragon of death!" "The knight is just my disguise. This seat will open your eyes to what is the Dragon Master of death." The vast wind and thunder, tearing the sword light from the long sky, but the strange fog floating all over the sky, the figure of the headless knight Qianlong disappeared, only the voice full of the will to die is still in play. The dark and dead sky, the desolate and bleak earth, is full of dead and silent will. In the next moment, strange particles shrouded in fog appeared behind evrya. The terrible Knight's gun pierced through the void and punctured evrya's body at an extremely fast speed. No earth shaking, no simple sense of fast The wind wings swept over evreya's back, mingled with the sound of endless and terrible air breaking. In an instant, evreya had been far away for three thousand miles, and had not yet stabilized her body. The strange and dead particle fog appeared first. The rotten and dilapidated Knight's gun seemed to be able to shuttle through the void and emerge again. Evreya was shocked, instinctively sensing that there was a great crisis in the knight's gun, and there was also a sense of inevitability and unstoppable death. "It's no use, descendants of King Arthur. You can't hide." "This is the gun of the dead arcane!" "It was a long time ago that a dead great arcane master forged it himself, infiltrated strange and unknown substances, melted them, and even backfired on his master." "Before he died, the magician cursed him at the cost of his soul!" "All living beings must die!" In the fog of endless unknown and strange particles, the figure of the headless knight is shrouded in it, and the knight's gun in his hand has disappeared, only the posture full of supremacy. "The gun of death!" "I don't believe it!" "The sword of oath, the light of judgment!" No matter how she dodges, or is finally locked by the knight's gun, she can't retreat at last. Her whole body shines the power of the source of light. Twenty seven seals of truth are interwoven, and the wings of the wind behind her are transformed into white feathers of light. Countless mysterious inscriptions are interwoven among them, and the sword of vow erupts the most terrible fighting spirit of light. The sky, the earth, and the white light condense, and the 27 seals of truth frame it. The power of the sacred and incomparable source of light interlaces the void, and is hidden in the deep light of the sword, showing the shadow of a twelve winged angel "What a disgusting smell!" "Under the river of soul, the kingdom of death, dare to use the source of light." "You are arrogant, descendants of King Arthur!" "The gun of death, unseal!" "Descendants of King Arthur! Your soul has taken it! " The thousand dragons in the mist above the void make an aria like voice, which has a kind of middle two breath, but they can't seriously qualify for middle two. I can only see its numerous strange mists interweave, the knight's gun condenses the endless and terrible breath of death, full of cold and evil, a group of extremely strange symbols flash out, just like activating the knight's gun. Vast, terrifying, unknown, filthy, like the power of weird source revived, the gray and decaying fog shrouded, and particles like substance. Bloody! Death! Senleng! Through the hole of Knight's gun, there is a terrible light of death, reflecting a scene of purgatory in which all living beings fall down, all kinds of methods die out and there are endless corpses. "Boom!" Black and white, holy and dead! It's like a map cannon unleashing the power of terror, with death and brilliance interlaced. Sword of oath, gun of Knight! One sword, one shot! It's a fierce fight, which infuses evriya's tenet of being a knight, pulling out the evil and protecting the sacrifice will of all living beings. The knight's gun only has the cold and evil, the death and the bloody instinct, as well as originates from the unknown and the strange. "Click!"The sword of vow in evriya's hand has produced a series of cracks, which are invaded by the force of death like substance. Even the sword of vow has become dark, and dark particles appear. "Evrya, old man, help you!" "Master, come back!" "Under the crown, evriya can't stop it. Apart from the attribute of death, the most terrible thing is to assimilate the living beings..." "Master, just look at it!" Gu Huang pressed master Meilin's shoulder with a palm, the folding fan in the palm waved gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Heihua eveya, coming soon! Knights' creed, too much to bear, too tired! It's already reached a limit. Maybe evrya didn't find out. I have always lived for others, but I have lived for myself. Being king is enough! Before death, everyone is equal! I don't want a decent eveya. The black king is what I need. "I Vow to uproot evil... " "I Vow justice and freedom... " "I Vow of sacrifice Guard... " "I Oath Faith in honesty... " The sword of evreya's vow is broken. The Knights' spear pierces her body. The endless black fog is filled with unknown and strange particles. It begins to spread from evreya's injury, just like the spider's thread invades the flesh, muscles, and soul "Jie Jie!" "The gun of the dead arcane, invisible to all beings What... " "It's impossible..." "How could this be..." The headless knight in the fog was still proud at first, but his voice was full of panic. The knight's gun was out of his control, and eveya also had a strange change "Boom!" The heaven and earth vibrated, the void roared, the strange and unknown matter condensed into a vast fog, and the endless force of death was swallowed in all directions. It was vaguely visible that the skirt and armor of evreya in the fog were cracked, and the eyes were gray and decayed, full of cold and evil. The gun of death that pierced her body was pulled out slowly
