Chapter 787 Holy Land Youth Army

Wang Zhong came out one after another with Grai, Napier Mo, Mario and others. Ordinary mercenaries didn't feel it. They only saw some young people. What kind of combat power could this have?

Moyous' eyes flickered, and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind,

As a top expert at the pinnacle of the heroic soul period, Moyous is also a well-known representative in Tutankhamun. He is well-informed, and he has heard of and even experienced many little-known things.

In front of him, this portal to tear apart space, if he read it correctly, should be exclusive to a place called Holy Land in the dimensional world.

Moyous' expression became serious, and he stared closely at one young man after another coming out of the portal. If he knew that there were people from the Holy Land behind this force, he would definitely persuade the lord to give up. Before the Heavenly Soul Stage, I really didn't want to provoke this kind of place.

Everyone knows that the federation is very powerful, but few people know why the federation is so strong.

Top ten families? Federal Army? Those industrial products produced by the so-called old civilization?

neither! Few people in the empire can tell the real reason, but Moyous knows the truth that the federation is really powerful and the truth that really scares the empire.

The Holy Land, the human fortress in the dimensional world, the city of gods where the heavenly soul is full and the heroic soul is flourishing like weeds.

How scary is the Holy Land?

Moyus only knew one thing. In the empire, there was once a master of the Heavenly Soul Stage who wanted to subvert the influence of the top ten families of the Federation in the empire, and wanted to get Tutankhamun out of the influence of the Federation. Tianhun, who broke through the bottleneck period, does have this arrogance.

He was almost about to succeed, but the federation didn't seem to have enough response, because almost all the federation existed in the heavenly soul stage that failed to cross the catastrophe. However, when he was about to win, a space gate opened from the sky. Opening up, three strong men at the peak of the Heavenly Soul stage came out of the light. The incomparable Master Tutankhamun was chained around his neck like a dog, and then brought into the dimensional world ...

never came back.

The Holy Land needs the Federation to have the dominance of the earth, so the Federation is invulnerable and unbeatable.

From that moment on, Tutankhamun has completely become a vassal of the Federation. This is the reason why Tutankhamun has always been intimidated. It is not that the royal family here has no ambitions, but that they face unknown and fearful forces. I chose to survive.

But an existence like Moyous is full of ambitions for the Holy Land. He doesn't want to provoke it, but he is really here, and he is not afraid of trouble. He just uses these people from the Holy Land to practice his hands. If it is really that kind of strong person, he will run away long ago. up.

Moyous grabbed Sister Hong in a flash, and then returned to Castro, "My lord, I'm afraid something is wrong this time. These people should come from that place. This woman..."

Castro's expression is also very ugly. He is really a dog. He is not an uninformed person. As a nobleman of the great lord, he is entitled to know some of the secrets of the Holy Land. His forehead is sweating, and his eyes are dead. Looking deadly at Wang Zhong and the others descending from the portal, they cursed rudely: "Damn it, how could they take a fancy to this place? How is it possible for such a small place as Kaqiertan?"

"grown ups?"

Castro raised his head sharply and glared at Moyous fiercely, "Kill them all! As long as you kill them all, even the Holy Land may not know about it! Moyous, tell me, you can do it, Kill them all! I'm willing to pay anything, don't you want that golden slate? As long as you do it, the golden slate will be yours!"

Moyous' eyes became extremely dangerous. Then, he took a deep breath and said in a decisive tone: "Yes, my lord, I can do it. Please avoid it for a while."

"My army will assist you, Moyus, and I will wait for the news of your victory in the castle with the golden slate." Castro knew what Moyus meant, and after finishing speaking, Castro decisively took the With his bodyguard retreated.

Looking at Castro's back, Moyus's eyes showed a hint of madness. As long as he got the golden slate, he would change his name and leave here. The golden slate is a treasure coveted by the Holy Land. Castro is still too naive. , Thinking that killing all these people can hide it?

If the Holy Land wants to investigate, there are no secrets in this world. However, killing all these people can buy a lot of time, and the Holy Land may not necessarily go to war for some dead geniuses. Castro may be finished. But to be able to catch him in the desert, even at the Heavenly Soul Stage.

kill!

Moyous ordered an all-out attack on the lord's general, and this time, no one was left alive.

On the other side, Wang Zhong took a deep breath. He was still late. Looking at the scarred Gong Yi, Lei Nuo and Hong Jie, an uncontrollable burst of manic anger spewed out of his chest. At this moment, his heart stopped. It is the heart, but a volcano, every breath, every beat, what enters and exits is not blood, but the anger of magma.

This is the side effect of Wang Zhong's comprehension of the fire attribute to a high-level realm. Without power, there is no price. His Dharma image of the heaven and earth chessboard summoned the Salamanda Elf King representing the fire attribute. It is inevitable that his His state of mind is also tainted with the characteristics of fire. Normally, he would balance this and suppress this influence.

But now, he didn't want to suppress it any more, seeing the wound on Lei Nuo's body, the black bloodstain on the corner of Gong Yi's mouth, and the weakness on Sister Hong's face, he released the fire in his heart and let the volcano expand in his veins.

With the arrival of Wang Zhong and others, the battle became even more fierce, and Castro's army became even crazier. The tenacious resistance of Kaqiertan's tribal fighters was about to be torn apart by them.

"Save Hongjie, that guy is the Scorpion King Moyous, be careful!" Gong Yi gritted his teeth and said, trying to stand up, but he couldn't do it without rescue.

Wang Zhong's sight locked on Moyous. It was obvious that he was the strongest person on the opposite side, and his aura in every aspect was far superior to that of the others. He locked on to Moyous. It was as if magma was flowing in Wang Zhong's eyes. Endless fighting spirit surged and burned, "Grey, you take care of the others, I'll get rid of that one."

Gray nodded, "Don't worry, be careful."

Wang Zhong nodded, his body flashed, and the flames exploded from the sky. The Salamanda Elf King suddenly fell from the sky and landed beside Sister Hong. With a sudden pull, he was about to drag Sister Hong into his arms and take her away. .

"Looking for death!" Moyous' eyes flickered, his murderous intent erupted instantly, his right hand stretched out, the flesh and blood on it decayed suddenly, and in an instant, his whole arm was like a ghost's claw of withered bones, as if it was lightly waved, resting on the Salamanda On the body of the Elf King, boom!

In an instant, the light exploded, and the fire light from Salamanda's body was obviously dimmed a little, and there was also a trace of red light on Moyous' hand.

The ghost hand, characteristic, absorbs and transforms soul power, it can be said to specifically restrain the attacks of dharma statues and soul beasts.

The figure flickered, and Wang Zhong, who had only been slow for a moment, had already rushed in front of Moyous, and punched violently!

Moyous gave way lightly, and his feet passed Wang Zhong's heavy punch like quicksand, then turned around and rushed towards the east with Sister Hong.

"If you want this woman, come here!"

The ice-cold voice of Moyous floated over. Half of his mind was locked on Wang Zhong, while the other side was fixed on Lord Castro. Before he got the golden slate, he couldn't let Castro Luo is going to die, and once his power is used, it is an indiscriminate death move. He can ignore the eight poisonous scorpions, mercenary regiments, and those armies, but if Castro is dead, maybe he needs more It took ten or twenty years to find the golden slate related to his promotion to the Heavenly Soul stage.

Wang Zhong's eyes were terrified, he dodged, and followed closely.

Ge Lai and the others looked at Wang Zhong's back. Although no one objected, they were actually a little anxious in their hearts. Just a moment ago, Gong Yi explained the origin of Moyous clearly in a few words, but , now there is only one thing they can do besides trusting Wang Zhong!

"Let's do it."

Grai said lightly, the power of the blood race broke out on him without any taboo, and the vampire dharma appeared and merged with himself, making Grai's body like a blood shadow.

This is the Blood Clan Profound Truth——Blood Shadow Transformation!

Grai is not stupid. On the contrary, he has a clear mind and acts calmly. This is his greatest achievement in the Holy Land. The Holy Land is the pinnacle of human beings. On Earth, his blood clan identity still has scruples, but in the Holy Land, this bloodline, Instead, it has become a powerful symbol, and many interested mentors have extended a helping hand to him. Although it is for research purposes, the benefits to Grai are obvious.

In fact, he got more benefits. For example, the blood shadow change was thrown to him by a great mentor. The specific purpose of the great mentor is still unknown, but the blood shadow change is definitely a powerful mystery of the blood of the actual combat blood. , let Grai have a kind of earth-shaking cognition.

Of course, as a reward, Grai would also use his own blood to give to the great teacher for experiments. This is blood essence, so Grai usually lives in seclusion and needs to recuperate. In the Holy Land, you have to pay for what you get. This is a balance .

boom!

Grai directly picked on Roshan and Yinxie. The blood shadow transformation made him feel like a whirlpool of blood, pulling the two poisonous scorpions into layers of blood waves. Entangling Roshan and Yin Scorpion.

The attacks of Roshan and Yin Scorpion were completely ineffective against Grai, but the vampire cloak thrown out by Grai instantly hit Roshan hard like countless blood blades. The most important thing is that Roshan's most powerful recovery ability was restrained , as if countless bugs were sucking his blood.

Although the Yin scorpion escaped unharmed, it did not expect that the opponent would not take the attack. This kind of weird situation has never been encountered before.

On the other side, Mario's hell cage traps the horned servant and Dilo, and the cheetah and the scorpion are blocked by Napier Mo. Napier Mo, who has restored a clown personality, has released his nature again. There are some differences, the soul power is still the same as before joining the wandering brigade, the peak peak is 4000 Grasso, but the same soul power has changed differently just because of the change of mood.

While being released, Napier also used his talent on the dharma image. The dharma image was continuously concretized, and combined with the original understanding of the soul, a clone was formed.

Combined with Tyrant's puppet technique, but different, Napier's puppets can be faked and withstand damage, and at the same time, once destroyed, they will not seriously damage the body, which is different from most soul puppets.

It can be said that this is the display of absolute talent.

Confidence and release are the only way to get out of your own way.

Mo Ling is responsible for entangling the remaining opponents. He is not in charge of attacking, but only needs to contain them, because the strength of Gray and Napier will definitely end the battle soon.

With one enemy against two, he has fully demonstrated his defensive talent. Tiao Gu and Nest Scorpion are constantly mobilized by him. They are like mad cows, but they can't shake Mo Ling at all.

Sharmi and Mario cooperated to contain the attack and defense. Even if the battle could not be ended immediately, it would still make the opponent have no time to deal with it. Sharmi's image can also support the defense line of the Kaqiertan fighters.

Gong Yi and Lei Nuo stared straight at the situation of the soul sea. At first they were worried, but the more they looked, the more straight their eyes became. Are all the people from the Holy Land so fierce? The soul power is obviously not as good as others. Among them, the opponents of Grai and Napier are at the peak of heroic souls, but they are still suppressed by the two of them forcibly through the image and exercises.

However, the faces of the two are not very relaxed. They do have the advantage now, but after all, the eight scorpions are also the eight veteran heroic souls. of.

The situation on the battlefield was completely deadlocked. The balance of victory and defeat is tilted, and it depends on Wang Zhong and Moyous, who can come back alive is the last straw that overwhelms the balance.

the other side……

Moyous stopped in his tracks, and threw Sister Hong, who had been unconscious for some time, to the ground. Turning around, he saw Wang Zhong standing still a few meters away.

Wang Zhong was a bit wary. The other party hijacked Sister Hong just to attract him. Now that the goal has been achieved, it's hard to say whether the other party will be cruel to Sister Hong.

At this time, the two of them had separated from the main battlefield by nearly 10,000 meters in a straight line. In the desert, there were sand dunes to separate them. This distance was enough to prevent their battle from being affected by the main battlefield.

"From the Holy Land?"

Moyous said coldly, knowing that Wang Zhong valued Sister Hong on the ground, he deliberately stood beside Sister Hong.

"It's too late now." Wang Zhong replied coldly. The extreme anger made him calmer, controlled his anger, and how to turn anger into real strength instead of recklessness. This is what Simba taught him to fight. first lesson.

"Hahaha, boy, you are very arrogant. You are only a heroic soul stage, why bother to get into this muddy water? If it is a heavenly soul stage, maybe it can make me a little bit afraid, you? You think that Tutankhamun is a god because of the name of the Holy Land. No one left?"