Chapter 870：

"What a perverted talent!"

Zhou Zhuo’s attack against Isabel just now was also transferred to himself by the damage...

Simply outrageous!

This is definitely the most amazing talent owner I have ever seen.

After Zhou Zhuo decided to leave, record this guy.

Changes and disguise in the future may have unexpected uses...

"What other means? Let the horse come here!"

Even though Zhou Zhuo said so, the attack never stopped, and a large number of arrows fell rapidly, as if there was no end to exhaustion.

The gusty wind effect is triggered one after another, taking away wave after wave of people.

There is also a part of the back hand they arranged. However, the storm attack area is too large, and the damage caused has reached tens of millions, which is not the power that the current player can bear.

Many people did not even have the opportunity to use their talents, and they have already died tragically.

"Net of Destiny Catching!"

An invisible and intangible big net fell towards Zhou Zhuo, and in front of this big net, no matter who was in front of it, it looked like a small bug.

Something strange happened.

This fate catching net fell on Zhou Zhuo, but it seemed to have caught nothing, and it did not affect the hunting angel at all.

Even Zhou Zhuo was surprised. When facing the net of fate, he felt a strong pressure. He even had the feeling of facing the gods in the previous life, the feeling of powerlessness to deal with powerful forces.

This is a very special god-level talent, enough to imprison the target, with a control time of at least 60 seconds.

"Failed……"

"why is that?"

Zhou Zhuo didn't have the need to answer. He shot an arrow in his hand and instantly wiped out this guy.

At the same time, an old man opened his eyes in Destiny Tianhai in God's Domain.

"Failed……"

"Can't capture fate?"

"It's really interesting!"

"Is it the one who has escaped from destiny?"

If gods such as the **** of the sun and the **** of light come here, they will definitely recognize the identity of the other party.

The supreme **** of destiny.

"You have crossed the line!"

"We must not interfere in the current world!"

"Even in the war between the ancient gods and the new gods, we did not participate in it!"

"We must follow the rules!"

The cold voice sounded above the head of the **** of fate, cold and ignorant.

"I found a funny little guy and want to test it out!"

The voice was not soothing, and it still seemed unkind: "You revealed that your fate prediction is already an interference!"

"Only this time, not as an example!"

"You have to know that many gods want the seat of the **** of fate!"

The God of Destiny became silent and did not respond.

The voice above the void also disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

...

"Who else?"

······· Ask for flowers········

"come together!"

Zhou Zhuoyue became more and more crazy, the number of besieged players was greatly reduced, and millions of people were quickly evaporating.

After half an hour, there are two or three big cats and kittens left.

"Angel Hunting, we haven't lost yet..."

Even so, they are already weak.

The eyes looking at Zhou Zhuo also showed a deep horror.

Siege of millions of players!

It is said that more ants kill elephants?

As a result, there was nothing wrong with hunting angels.

"Really stiff!"

"Okay! I won't hide, nor attack. You can fight casually. If you can kill me, I will lose!"

Zhou Zhuo put away his weapon and hooked his fingers at the remaining hundreds of people.

? ? ?

real? Still fake?

There is no doubt that their chance has come!

.......0

For a time, the remote player took the lead to attack, and the arrow fell towards Zhou Zhuo.

miss!

miss!