MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 1128 Crush two

Isla feels a little pitiful when she looks far away.

All of Orr’s means, which had just been supported, were continually broken up, and the most humiliating thing was that the gunmen around him had no command to win, but they simply smashed his means without slamming him.

boom! !

Suddenly there was a tremor in the ground.

Isla hurriedly looked at the field.

Lu Sheng was beaten on the chest of the Dark Golden Swordsman. Punch from top to bottom.

The ground fiercely exploded, and the layers of mud rippled like waves, oscillating around. It has spread to more than ten meters away.

The armor of the swordsman collapsed into it, breaking the cracked sharp armor, which in turn pierced the swordsman's chest.

The blood of his mouth was pouring out, lying in the pothole, shaking his hands and feet like a convulsion. Seeing it is not going to work.

On the other hand, the old man, Camille, did not know when it had turned into a white line, and when he grabbed Oul, he left the distance and madly.

The intensive guns kept chasing the two, but because of the miscalculation of the other's speed, all the bombing shots fell behind the other side. Just blasted a large piece of soil.

Lu Sheng did not pursue. The old man has a lot of means to save his life. For several times, he thought that the other party would die. The old man could actually take out the ability to escape and escape from the mortal situation.

The source of the opponent's ability is very mysterious. He can't figure out if the opponent has a card or not, and he is too lazy to pursue it.

Anyway, he came over here, just to keep Isla.

All kinds of forces around him are forcing him to give up Isla, and for this reason he has resorted to various means. It is a pity that he is not born to eat soft and not hard. If you dare to come to him with hardship, then wait for him to die by alive.

"You will regret it." Dark Golden Swordsman struggled to spit out the last words.

"Is there any more nonsense about fighting against the black void? A group of waste! Only the garbage that hopes on others." Lu Sheng is cold and indifferent. "My own destiny can only be grasped in my own hands. Anyone who hopes for foreign objects has completely lost to himself and lost to fate."

Unfortunately, the swordsman has been thoroughly swallowed at this time, and he can no longer hear him.

puff.

Lu Sheng left the body with his hands.

"From today, this is the fourth stronghold of our magical door. Some people are coming and stationed."

"Understand." The heads of the two magical fists quickly approached and answered in unison.

The black men outside the castle entered the castle one after another.

The traces of the battlefield that had been left before let the people who entered it make a sigh of praise from time to time.

Everyone knows before that Isla himself, rushing into the castle alone to save people, but now

"Save people? Wait" Isaton suddenly changed his face.

Jasmine! ! ?

He actually forgot to forget the business!

"Jasmine!!" He rushed toward the collapsed half of the castle ruins.

But he was immediately pulled by Jackson behind him.

"Don't go, wait for you to save people, people and girls have already been cold." Jackson was speechless.

He pointed to the outside of the castle. There was a thin girl with a bandage on her stretcher.

The girl is being sent to the medical car that is coming to the rescue and is ready to be transported to the West Lille for rescue.

"Jasmine" Isla's eyes are shy, and he actually forgets his true purpose by playing.

"Nothing, just get used to it. This is the only flaw in the practice of magical boxing. It is on the top of it." Jackson patted him on the shoulder.

"The last time I talked with people, I forgot all about it after I got angry. I almost died with the guy."

"According to what the door owner said, this is called most of the reason is used to suppress the ability to control the perceptual interference. The rest of the nature is not much. It is normal for the self-control to drop." A magical fist fists on the side smiled. Road.

Isla shyly covered her face and went to see the injury of Jasmine. But he was pulled by Jackson.

"She's fine, just being stoned to the head, fainting, even the concussion is not counted, the body is just a skin injury. You still worry about yourself." Jackson pressed the chest of Isla.

Hey!

Isla screamed and a blood rushed out of his mouth. A black front, finally stunned to the ground.

"It’s hurt to be hurt like this. Don’t kill it.” Jackson was speechless.

Let people quickly lift Isla. He headed for Lu Sheng.

"Isra and Jasmine are nothing big. Teacher, what are you going to do next?"

Lu Sheng took back the gaze of the castle.

"Expand, I am very interested in the mysterious technique of the church of Isis. There is that night to the church. They are the first to come into contact with the original book to develop the power of various technologies."

"What does the teacher mean? The initial book?" Jackson wondered.

"The original book has only seven pages. Isla has told me that the existence of the fusion pages, each one is truly undead. Do you understand what it means?" Lu Sheng Shen Shen.

"Don't die? No matter reality or painful perception?" Jackson's expression was dry. He has also passed pain appraisal recently, and is able to freely enter and exit the painful perception of the world. Naturally, I also know about this.

"You can understand this. No matter the reality or the painful world, you can't kill them completely. The only thing that can beat them is psychological tactics." Lu Sheng faintly said.

"So powerful?" Jackson is a little dumbfounded, completely killing people who are not dead, isn't that really invincible?

"Not very powerful." Lu Sheng shook his head and walked slowly in the ruined castle garden. "The people who merged pages have an undead body, but their bodies are always fixed in a fixed state."

"Constant state?"

"Yes, it can't be strong, it won't be weak. In a certain period of time, just like a computer reset, it will be restored to its original state. Even if it is used up, it will be useless. It will be revived." Lu Sheng calmed.

"It’s no wonder that they all say that Isla is the most special one." Jackson seems to understand something.

"Because he does not have this restriction. He is the only one who is free to become stronger." Lu Sheng nodded.

"So, he is their hope."

"Really, a guy who doesn't die at all, if you match with absolutely powerful strength, then you can find weaknesses in any face of any monster." Jackson thought it was creepy.

If such a strong person has a little evil thought, it will be the catastrophe of the whole world.

"The former Earl, the blood control ability of his body," Jackson still has some puzzles.

"It should be the ability of some kind of equipment." Lu Sheng squinted. Speaking of equipment.

His eyes floated to the dark golden swordsman who had just killed.

The other set of dark gold armor smashed several sets of offensives and was completely collapsed.

Lu Sheng walked over and lifted the body and began to quickly pull the armor on his body.

Within a few minutes, except for the broken part of the trunk, the rest were dragged down by him. Two leg armor, two armor, one helmet, and all four limbs.

Lu Sheng took off the white knight's gloves and tried the arm armor. It was a little small.

"Look at the ability to make changes." He handed things to a magical boxer who came over.

"Yes." Several people stepped forward to take the armor. Leaving a corpse lying on the ground, but fortunately, wearing a wear-resistant lining in the body, not streaking.

"The people who have killed the church of Issyth, we and Isis have already had the same fire. The rest of the night is the same to the church. We are much more guarded against this." Jackson whispered.

"What's wrong? Scared?" Lu Sheng looked at him.

"I am afraid." Jackson smiled. "Teacher, you know, I was just an ordinary person, that is, my head is flexible. It is not a fight for you. It is a fighter."

"Afraid, then let yourself become stronger. Strength can give you more security." Lu Sheng patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't look at the messy chicken soup, the power of the pursuit of strength, no matter what reason can be used. Justice, desire, evil or even brutal. The cruelest thing in the world is the weak meat. Winning and losing everything."

"Is this really right?" Jackson hesitated.

"Of course." Lu Sheng slowly said, "Only the strong, there is the right to make rules, waiting for you to win everything, and then decide that the world is the evil."

"But I have studied history, and most of the chaos can't last long. In most cases, the weak meat is only occasionally appearing. Most justice will defeat evil." Jackson seriously.

"Want to know why?" Lu Sheng picked up his eyebrows.

"What is the teacher's opinion?" Jackson disagreed.

"Because the strong, I also hope to settle down." Lu Sheng laughed. "If you are the strongest in the world, then do you want people around you to be cruel and have no bottom line, or just good, good-going guys?" ”

"Of course the latter." Jackson seems to understand a bit.

"Yes." Lu Sheng sighed and sighed at the people who saw the magical door. "Because, people are born to be stable."

"Yes. The righteous person, who upholds the principle and the bottom line, will not attack and attack others at any time because of desire. They have traces to follow and are bright. Don't be wary." Jackson seems to understand the teacher's meaning.

"Go, practice a lot, now is your best time. After a while, there may not be such a good chance." Lu Sheng converges with a smile on his face.

"Yes."

Jackson’s heart glimpsed and guessed the meaning of Lu Sheng’s follow-up.

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"The Knight of the Light of the Dark Templar is dead."

In the garden where pure white is like a snowflake, a strong man with a black iron mask sits quietly in a sophisticated white wheelchair and listens to the situation of a sergeant knight on one knee.

"I warned Xifan, but he always doesn't listen." The mask man was in a bad mood.

"Your Majesty, the second action of the Dark Church was once again damaged, and even lost a general. Should we call them to stop the action?" The Cavaliers whispered.

"No need. With the reluctance of Delsius, it will never be easily defeated. We are now difficult to separate the forces to deal with the king of Cyril." The mask man sighed. "The seventh black void is coming. If the void is over, Cyril still exists. It is not too late to talk."