MTL - Mixed Miners-Chapter 1864 Elf return

In just a few minutes, there are 50,000 high-level masters disappearing without a trace, broken in the void, floating everywhere is the broken soul and stump flesh and blood, broken weapons and armor fragments Everywhere. X23US. COM update is the fastest

The Ganges Religion was directly attacked in an instant.

The twenty true Xuanjing elders who had prepared for the thief to smash the king had already targeted Yang Ling’s position, because he was surrounded by a group of masters, as the stars of the arches were striking.

But at the same time that tens of thousands of scrolls were raised, the old-fashioned old fritters of these old pythons retreated instantly.

At this time, the magic energy is exhausted. What is presented to them is a **** **** that mourns the horror of the wild. More than 100,000 people are almost dead and wounded, and most of the dead are members of the Ganges.

That is to say, in just a few minutes, the Ganges Church has accumulated billions of years of home and disappeared instantly.

The heavens and the earth are silent, and the silence only hears the screams of the wounded.

"I... I know, this is magic... the magic of the elves!" An elder of the Ganges Church suddenly shouted pale.

"It’s the Elves that are back!" At this time, not only the rest of the Ganges, but also those who did not rush to the outside to escape the squad, also rioted.

The disappearance of magical civilization is not long, only more than a billion years. For these long-lived metaphysical creatures, the events that occurred in the mysterious world were still fresh in memory.

"Ha ha ha, this is even more wrong. In the past, the sacred deity of the dragon sacred monarch once said that the sanctification opportunity is hidden in the elves, and today it should fall in my hands!"

Sharuer Khan made a few excitement laughs, the red giant wings behind the two wings, a direct tearing of the void and dense time and space vortex against Yang Ling.

Ding Cong prepared to throw out the eight-level reel in his hand, but he was held down by Yang Ling. At the same time, the starlight behind him turned, and soon a star-lighted door that was connected to the sky slowly condensed.

A giant vulture that covers the sky and rushes out of the void. The giant claws voluntarily slammed into the dojo where Yang Ling and others were located, but they were shocked by the breath of the starlight gate.

From this starlight gate, the lord of the Ganges sacred sensation felt a temptation that the soul could not refuse, which is almost impossible to exist under his current state, unless it is something against the sky.

I heard that when you hit the holy gate, you will get a chance to become holy!

Although the beasts of Wan Beinshan did not crash, they still gained a lot of benefits.

These legends and stories are almost universally known in the sacred market and even the entire mysterious world.

Then the giant carvings were closed, and the huge body turned into a red light and rushed to the starlight gate.

"Boom~"

A pair of golden giant claws slammed into the starlight gate.

In the middle of the sky, countless splashes of starlight fell on the giant sculpture.

"Ha ha ha ha, good fortune, it really is a big creation!" At the moment when the starlight entered, the giant eagle couldn't help but scream a sharp long sound.

"The elders slammed the door with me, and the sanctification was in it!"

The giant eagle circling, and the two wings smashed into countless time and space and then ran into the starlight gate again.

The elders of the twenty real Xuanjing look at each other, and they all bite their teeth and appear to fight the soul.

The chance of sanctification is fleeting, and no one can give up this opportunity.

"Boom~~"

Under the second impact of the Lord of the Ganges, the starry sky door was finally knocked open by a huge crack.

"唳~~"

The red-colored giant eagle made a very whispering and delightful scream. The wings were shot a few times, and a star-shaped body with a roll of the body rushed into the door, followed by the elders of the real Xuanjing. Then rushed in, and after the last elder was excited to squeeze in, the starlight door collapsed.

"Let's go~" Yang Ling couldn't wait for the stars to be exhausted, and immediately took everyone away and left in a hurry.

On the one hand, this piece of emptiness has begun to collapse in a large area, and soon it will fall into the unknown time and space. On the other hand, the huge movement here will definitely attract more people.

Sure enough, Yang Ling and others left less than three days, and a group of imposing monks smashed into the void, and the head of a blond boy was so powerful that he was more powerful than the teachings of the Ganges, and his side followed eight. The monks of the true Xuanjing are almost the same as the Ganges.

This is obviously a super-education.

"Tianfan Holy Palace?"

Although the **** horror of the scene was a mess, countless wounded and undead monks screamed and smothered by the ever-larger black hole whirlpool, but there were still some escaping escaping in the three days before the search for life. Many kinds of goods left over from the war, many of them immediately recognized the origins of these strong people, and all the horror was quickly thrown away.

After all, there are too many things left by the death of more than 100,000 monks.

Most of these dispersals also have self-knowledge, knowing that even if they are currently at the edge, they will not be able to grab the strongest of those big-name factions, not to mention the overwhelming magical attacks, which will completely crush all their hopes.

I went to his grandfather's chance to go to her grandmother's saint. I just wanted to be a quiet Taobao guest and give my life to God.

As the saying goes, three days are destined, seven points rely on hard work.

As the saying goes, there is a tall man standing up in the sky.

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A group of elders in the Tianfan Palace was completely stunned by the situation at hand.

Not to mention the number of falling into the black hole, the light scattered at this time and the flesh and blood debris and the broken war soul floating in the void that has not yet been bridged can determine that the death toll is no less than tens of thousands, and all They are all monks in the Xuanjing.

That is to say, the battle of the previous half of the sacred market directly led to the direct death of tens of thousands of masters, and there are more wounded people. Most of them have completely lost their self-protection ability and can only watch their own collapse. The void black hole engulfed.

"Tell me, what happened here?" An elder of the Tianfan Holy Palace raised his hand and grabbed a monk.

"Fine... Elves are back... Come back!" The monk replied in horror.

"What? You say it again?" The elders of the Tian Fan Palace could not help but hold their hands tight.

"It's magic... magic attack, once..." The unfortunate monk's words were fainted before they were finished. )!!