Chapter 913： Blood Raven Battle Lanze

The ninth and thirteenth chapter of the blood crow battle Lanze

"It’s good to see." Lanze sneered, the magic of blue turned into a water, and it was obviously beautiful under the reflection of blood, and it was full of killing!

"The magic of the blue, the master of the water, is it..." The blood crow was once again surprised.

"Yes, I am the descendant of the great demon **** Poseidon, the humble dead spirit, and now I am surrendered to me, I may be able to spare you a life!" Lanze indifferently, overlooking the blood crow.

For the proud Mozu, the dead creatures are dirty. If the other party is from the mask of the dead, Lanze has already shot and killed him.

The blood crow is surrounded by the blood sea. There is a heavy blood fog on the body that radiates out with the flapping of the wings, like a circle of **** ripples.

"The Mozu, the blood of Poseidon, one of the twelve clan, is indeed awesome," the blood crow said slowly, but the sound is getting darker and colder. "It’s a pity that you are just a descendant of Poseidon, not a wave. Sedon, and here is not a heaven!"

"Want to let this seat yield, the boy of the Mozu, can you do it?" The blood crow snarled, and the blood around him actually moved with him, influenced by his power.

The blood is turned into a huge column, and it rushes straight up. It is full of kilometers and contains a strong suffocating gas. If it breaks out, the power is extremely powerful.

However, in the face of such a momentum, Lanze is unmoved, but the coldness in his eyes is more prosperous.

"On your waste, inferior bugs, even dare to comment on the great ancestor, this alone is enough for you to die 10,000 times!" Lan Ze cold and cold, the voice seems to rule, to judge the life and death of another person.

Behind Lanze, a heavy shadow appeared, and the magic on his body suddenly became even more terrifying, bursting out suddenly, even if the blood sea could not bear it, and was constantly pressed down, forming a huge pit.

The blood is surging, and the blood crow's control of the blood is unstable.

This Lanze, although still very young, but the blood of inheritance is really powerful, Tianyuan 12 clan, absolutely no weak.

However, relying on the blood sea hall, the blood crow is not without the power of a war!

At the moment, the blood crow screamed a few times, and there was a mysterious rune in the blood giant column. Then the giant column changed and turned into a giant hand, thinking of Lanze to take it.

The blood is surging, and the power is constant.

On Lanze, a blue water curtain appeared, resisting the blood giant, he is also a magical generation.

Inheriting the blood of the **** of Poseidon's infinite magic, how can the magic of Lanze be easily exhausted, even if the blood crow is backed by the blood, I am afraid it is difficult to gain the upper hand.

What's more, the blood crow is not the existence of the sixth-order four-star, but he is already a five-star king!

The gap between the stars is enough to make up for the terrible power of the entire Blood Sea Temple.

The outbreak of the war, blood and blue alternate, a realm dominated, one has blood sea support, for a while, it is difficult to win, but in the end, the victory of the balance is afraid to fall to the side of the blue screen.

In exchange for other Mozu, perhaps the victory is unpredictable, but Lanze’s surname is Poseidon, one of the most powerful and oldest surnames.

From such a clan, the power of Lanze is comparable to that of the general Mozu?

Bloody seas, playing almost completely flipped over, showing the fierce battle, the attack is getting more and more fierce, step by step, it is estimated that it will take a long time to be able to win the game.

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In the same tomb, different positions are being staged in different dramas, and it is not known whether it is a heavenly arrangement, so that such a group of extremely special people, regardless of race, gather here.

This is absolutely unusual, as if it were the line of fate.

Qin Qi is in the Yanyang Hall, madly absorbing the power of fire, in order to change.

Liao Tian is also in the Yin and Yang Dynasties, drawing on both life and death, and is about to break through.

The demon night is in the dark, waiting patiently, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The Blood Raven and Lanze in the Blood Sea Temple have been beaten up and down, and will be divided into life and death.

The crow step by step, step by step, has directly obliterated the tomb thief, and went forward alone.

Green radish is on the road, she... well, she has nothing at all, very comfortable.

Hello, there are no ghosts, come out one is good, boring, Lin egg is not where you are, come out to accompany me, I am almost bored and dead!

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Yanyang Hall, the heat of the sky has converged a lot, and the burning temple has also revealed its original appearance.

The firepower here has been reduced by a factor of nine, and even the temperature is somewhat less than the next piece of magma.

"It seems that the boss is going to succeed." Zhang Lang whispered, revealing a touch of joy.

The ghosts nodded, so the massive amount of fire energy absorbed at one time, the benefits that Qin Qi can get are inevitably huge, and the strength of Qin Qi will not be a problem.

Even the two forces of life and death have withstood, and the flames alone will not become obstacles, but will only become part of the power.

"I hope that soon, I can't wait to enter the area where the sacred sacred sage is buried!" Zhang Lang couldn't help but excite the road. After passing through this Yanyang Hall, it was the end of this tomb and the greatest creation. .

The ghosts and faces are expressionless, but suddenly, the look of the ghosts is changed, and the death sickle is smashed toward Zhang Lang.

"I rely on, what do you do with the ghost sister!" Zhang Lang suddenly exclaimed, he is indeed awesome, so he responded in such a short period of time, the undead emperor appeared, and he was protected.

However, Zhang Lang is asking questions, but his eyes are shrinking.

The death sickle did not lie on him, and stopped before him, and above the blade, the dark crow feather was standing in two segments and was falling.

Just halfway through, the crow feathers turned into black fog and disappeared.

"Crow!" Zhang Lang smashed into a hole.

Along the way, Qin Qi has already told Zhang Lang about the crow, and told him that the other party will come here, and now, finally!

Being able to be so valued by Qin Qi, Zhang Lang certainly will not look down on the other side, and the current body is surging, and the undead emperor makes a low roar.

"Oh, it’s alert, I can find my strength!" The crow came, the feathers on the body were erected, and it was extremely ominous. At this moment, the breath of the crow can be said to be fierce.

It had just passed through the last tomb, and there was no doubt that it was placed together by Qin Qi and Zhang Langyu, and his body was covered with scars.

Under the grievances and fury, the soul of the tomb thief was directly obliterated.

Today's crows, although seriously injured, but the momentum has come to the apex, with the gas of the previous World War, and the terrible resilience in exchange for serious injuries.

The strength of this moment, although not at the peak, is still extremely tricky.