In its place is an ancient mysterious pyramid!
Hundreds of millions of creatures are kneeling around the pyramid, chanting day and night and looking pious.
Su Mo’s eyes are cold and his brow is looking down at the majesty of all beings. He sticks out his left hand and clenches it into a fist to smash this pyramid!
Boom!
The pyramid has just condensed out and was smashed by Su Mo with one punch!
Even a blood vision can’t stop Su Mo from punching!
No skills, no tricks.
It is absolute power!
Drop ten times with one strength!
Nothing can stop the dragon from fighting!
"poof!"
The pyramid was broken, and the protoss’ painstaking efforts were implicated, and his look changed and he spit out one mouthful blood.
The man’s figure hasn’t fallen yet. Su Mo’s second punch came.
Another protoss has fallen!
Su Mo stretched out a sharp fingertip and read a gentle stroke of the rope.
The rope breaks directly!
Nianqi finally got out of trouble.
"Thank you, Gong"
Nianqi wept with joy.
Sue ink nodded and turned towards the protoss and walked over step by step. The whole person exuded monstrous ferocity and new eyes!
The protoss leader can cultivate to this level and become a peer protoss leader. Naturally, he is not a timid person.
What’s more, he has no way out!
He is the only one of the seven protoss who entered the ancient battlefield!
Even if he wants to leave, it is impossible!
There is a desperate battle!
"Good good!"
The protoss commander looked gloomy, and there was a surge of ferocity in his one-eyed eyes without any fear. "Today, I want to see if you succeeded in killing God or if I can kill the dragon and make a name for myself!"
"My protoss blood condenses the judgment sword!"
The protoss commanded the great chanting force to cut the wrist, and the golden blood was scattered, but it was condensed in vain.
The golden blood gathers more and more.
The protoss leader is getting paler and paler.
In the eyes of the public, the golden blood gradually condenses into a golden sword with a horrible smell, which seems to cut everything!
This is a big sword derived from the protoss Jingxue!
Every part of the blade embodies the scariest and purest power in the protoss blood.
It can be said that although this sword is blood-condensed, it is even more horrible than the innate spirit!
The protoss leader believes that even Su Mo and Long Lin can’t resist the edge of the trial sword!
Chapter seven hundred and eleven The dust settles
Zheng!
Protoss at the head of the hands of the golden sword generate out of the road blazing light, the whole person breath skyrocketing body flashing straight to Su Mo to kill!
Su Mo’s eyes are indifferent and don’t flash. He leans out with strong arms and sharp claws to meet the golden sword and grabs it!
When!
Claw clash is harsh.
A series of sparks emerged from the blade!
Although the edge of the golden giant sword is strong, it keeps cutting this ferocious and frightening claw!
African claws are almost the hardest part of the dragon body!
The sword bounced high.
The look of the protoss commander has changed greatly!
Yes, he can already feel that his strength is rooted in the dragon and Su Mo is hard to shake!
You should know that Su Mohua Dragon is not only the dragon blood flowing in his body, but also the secret code of uniting the Wild Lich King gives birth to powerful blood!
Not only that, but this time, the dragon has also been prompted by Ren Huang’s secret skills
That is to say, by mistake, Su Mo integrated many powerful means and terrorist forces to turn the dragon into a powerful force.
Boom
Su Mo’s imposing manner is big and deceives him, but he stepped on the soles of his feet in the previous step and stepped on the front of the protoss.
The earth shakes and the mountains shake!
"Ang!"
Dragon songs resound through the heavens and the earth for a long time!
Su Mo stretched out his arms and fingers, and Zhang Hao’s huge ferocious African claws covered the sun and caught him at the head of the protoss!
The protoss commander clenched his teeth and closed his sword to resist.
When!