"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain."

The ancient dragon roar exploded again, causing the entire sky to tremble. The clouds were shattered, and the solidified air collapsed again, turning into a free wind. The red dragon flapped its wings continuously, controlled the wind and flew high, and raised a thick and long middle finger to roar: "As a matter of mortals, stupid, cowardly, useless, and can only be dedicated to the devil king as meat animals, making their butts red and swollen. If you are fucked, you don't even count the meat animals, you just rub your own tissues at one time, and throw them into the trash can after using it. You actually use dragon language to deal with the giant dragon, and the most powerful and bravest red dragon, it's really weak, hurry up..."

The dragon's speech was broken twice in a row, and the rebels became even more depressed. But the red dragon's scolding was too vicious, and they were belittled as disposable tissues. They didn't mind making special tissues for Gutie, the human-shaped fleshy self-pumping and self-wiping type, and they were held and wiped by Gutie every day..., but it must not be "single-use". How can one be enough? They are all young women with healthy and physical activity, how can they be satisfied with one stroke? Even if Gutie herself is not available, they can always go to the gym for equipment exercise, right?

"Sisters, keep going." The apostle thief took a deep breath and shouted for the third time: "Jul-Za-Fra."

"Jul-Za-Fra." The rebels burst into a roar that twisted the world together.

The sky solidified and the air lost its freedom. The red dragon quickly stopped yelling and shouted: "Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain."

"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain." The Dragon Bergian Cult on the other end of the swamp also yelled together, causing the sky to collapse.

"Jul-Za-Fra." The rebels yelled and solidified the sky again.

"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain." The Bailong Cult then yelled, shattering the sky again.

Next, the majestic dragon languages ​​rose and fell one after another. The air solidified and collapsed. The red dragon had no wind and there was wind, so it was up and down in the air. At the beginning, both armies were roaring very vigorously, but the ancient dragon language was different from the shrew's curse. It consumed more than a saliva, but it required the vitality of life and spirit. More than ten rounds passed, and the apostles and thieves were already panting like cows. The heart was pounding, the mind was dizzy, and the eyes were sometimes blurred. All the rebels were the same, panting and dizzy.

"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain." The Dragon Bergian opposite roared again, shattering the sky again.

The apostle thief took a deep breath and led the sisters to yell again: ‘Juer’, ‘Za’, ‘Fra’. Three dragon words erupted in turn, rumbled and echoed in the air. The first syllable suppressed the firepower of the wind, the second syllable forbidden the flow of the wind. The third syllable completely confines the sky. But this round, they felt unprecedented pain. When they roared out ‘Juer’, their hearts were pounding, as if they had an acute heart attack. When ‘Za’ blurted out, they overflowed a lot of cold sweat, and their knees were so weak that they could hardly stand up. When they shouted out ‘Fra’, their whole body was paralyzed and stinging, and the invisible hammer slammed the brain, making their eyes dark.

The apostle thief shook his body and almost fell down. The rebels were like this, their bodies shaking constantly, their faces were pale and almost transparent, their eyes were completely red and swollen, and tears flowed out of control. When the red dragon saw this scene, he shouted excitedly: "Look at your little example. Do you know how powerful Longyu is? Little bastards, let's have another round, 'Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain'!"

"Locke-Wen-Oda-Fosain." The Bailong Cult roared again, shattering the sky again. Their dragon language has four syllables, which are more complex and powerful, and are more expensive. But they have double the number of people and are divided into two shifts to roar, so the total cost is lower and the pressure is easier. After this round of dragon roar, they still stood up high without any wavering.

The Apostle Master looked at the opposite side of the swamp from afar and said in frustration: "Is that the end?"

"They have too many people, and there are evil dragons to guide them." The apostle mercenary gritted his teeth in anger, and could only be angry.

"No, sisters, it's not over here. It's just the beginning." The apostle thief gritted his teeth, straightened his back, raised his sword and shouted: "Don't forget the Holy Book, we must remember His Majesty's story. When His Majesty is still a skinny little devil, it's hard to run and climb stairs, and he doesn't even have the strength to carry a bucket. He is so sick that he can grit his teeth, keep exercising every day, endure the pain of muscle strains and joint sprains. Compared to him at that time, what is this pain we have now?"

"Yes, sisters, the war has just begun now." The Apostle Hunter raised the warhammer and roared hard: "War is the blacksmith shop of fate, we are the iron embryos in the stove. The pain burns us red like the fire, and the iron hammer beats us hard over and over again. After a thousand and ten thousand times of banging, we can become a magic weapon to fuck her sister. Adhere to Your Majesty's belief, sisters, don't care about the pain of the fire, don't worry about the dizziness of the beat. We will persevere until the end, complete the tempering of this bitch, and become flawless warriors. Your Majesty will appreciate our strength and praise our spirit."

The thief looked at the hunter in surprise and shouted loudly: "Continue to fight, your Majesty is with us."

The rebels straightened up and recalled the doctrines that they remembered in their hearts. They did not stick to the predicament in front of them, nor did they entangle the pain in their bodies, and imagined a beautiful future. They seemed to see the future after the war. They wore the sexiest holy clothes, walked up to the devil in the red carpet among the petals that fluttered and fell, and walked to the devil on the red carpet, received the most sacred blessings, and became the most glorious champion warriors. Suddenly, the tingling of the body, the dizziness of the mind, and smiled like the fog of the swamp. The scorching divine power erupted from the heart, penetrated the whole body like lightning, and the pain was driven away, the fatigue was burned, the whole person was completely renewed, and the body and mind were stronger.

"Jul-Za-Fra." The rebels roared again, imprisoning the sky and causing the strong wind to lose their freedom.

The red dragon lost its balance again, quickly flapped its wings in panic, and shouted angrily: "Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain."

"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain." The Dragon Berber Cult at the other end of the swamp also yelled together, shattering the sky again.

"Jul-Za-Fra." The rebels then yelled. The sky that had just collapsed frozen again in a blink of an eye.

"Locke-Win-Oda-Fosain." The Bailong Cult roared quickly, shattering the solidified sky.

The rebels did not pause at all, followed by an aggressive roar: "Jul-Za-Fra."

The sky was solidified again. The scattered clouds solidified in the air. It seemed like a static photo. The roar of the Rebels was not only passed to the world, but also to the other end of the swamp. The Dragon Cult noticed the determination of the Rebels and the belief of the Rebels. Without faith, they began to be confused. Why did they fight and why did the Rebels? Both armies seemed to be for a man, but he was obviously standing on the side of the Rebels. Why? They were obviously under the cruel pressure of Long Yu, and were extremely exhausted and extremely painful.

The morale of the army was disintegrated. The Dragon Blessing Cult failed to roar the dragon words in time. The red dragon fell into the swamp, splashing a huge mud.

"Paladin, mercenary, mage, you lead the team to encircle and suppress evil dogs. Hunter, you lead the soldiers of the Right Army and the Left Army, come with me." The apostle thief swung his sword, and the resistance army began to advance quickly. The team wearing yellow and black uniforms followed the three apostles and went to the fall point of the red dragon. The two wing troops followed the thieves and the apostles. Bypass the team and continued to advance, intercepting the army of the Dragon Bible Cult.

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In the big quagmire smashed by the red dragon, a dirty puppy jumped up. She shook her head and shook her body first, then blinked her eyes to observe the situation. The Resistance Army obviously made sufficient preparations to let a thousand soldiers wear new yellow and black equipment, and hold thick and long sticks. Hongbai didn't know the effect of the new equipment, but she was very concerned about the color of the new equipment - yellow and black!

Black and white are naturally opposite, just like the night and day. Yellow and red are enemies of fierce competition. Yellow represents pornography, and violence is bloody red, so the Celestial Empire often uses "very yellow and violent" to describe bad culture. The Celestial Empire often says "very yellow and violent". Japanese romance action movies are very yellow and violent, Hollywood blockbusters are very yellow and violent, and everything is very yellow and violent. Therefore, the Celestial Empire prohibits foreign culture and encourages people to watch only the news broadcast and If You Are the One. But the question is also here. Are yellow and red factors the majority of the works prohibited by the Celestial Empire mostly? Generally speaking, most of the yellow factors are mostly yellow.

Take a certain station as an example. It is okay to write about abuse and killing in detail, but it will definitely be cracked when written about sexual abuse. In other words, yellow is more powerful than red. Perhaps because of this, many officials of the Celestial Empire pretend to be red on the surface and secretly cannot extricate themselves from yellow, such as the judges in Shanghai and the secretary of the district party committee in Chongqing. In short, yellow is stronger than red, not as strong as it is.

Red and white are red and white. Now when I see yellow and black, I am certainly unhappy no matter how I look at it. She glared at the thousand yellow and black angrily, and her heart was filled with unreasonable anger, and her little eyes were almost spitting out of fire. She didn't think much about it, and she rushed out like a cannonball, leaping into the pool, leaping into the bushes, and then leaping into the pool, leaping into the pool, leaping into the pool, leaping into the pool, leaping into the yellow and black. The yellow and black agile swinged the bat and whistled to the red and white forehead. The red and white little head swung the forehead, and the forehead whistled into the thick ball head at the end of the bat.

The dull impact sound suddenly burst out, and the seriously deformed ball head was like a flat can, and the club also showed obvious bends. The red and white forehead was intact, but the petite and light body could not stand firm, and rolled out like a ball. She rolled a few times before getting up, glanced at the deformed club, and snorted disdainfully: "The red and white head hammer is the strongest blunt weapon, facing the air to the ground, anti-armored anti-infantry, and it is all-round. It actually hit the red and white forehead, it is really a stupid mantis arm to get a car."

"Evil dragon, look at my strong shot." Another player rushed up and swung the ball stick to the red and white forehead.

Hongbai didn't think much about it, and he threw out a head hammer with conditioned reflex, and once again ran into a head-on collision. The head of the ball was completely deformed on the spot, and the club was bent into an L-shaped shape. Hongbai rolled several times like a ball before stopping. She got up as if nothing had happened and saw a ball stick whistling. Without thinking, she threw out another head hammer and once again came into a head hammer...

Next, the yellow and black players rushed towards the red and white Hongbai, swung the clubs and thrust them hard, aiming them at the red and white foreheads every time. Hongbai was completely unstoppable, and her little head was swung flexibly and powerfully, deforming every provocative club. At the beginning, she became more and more excited as she hit, and her whole body was full of fighting spirit. But as time went by, she felt dizzy and her forehead was a little painful. As the most fierce and brave dragon warrior, the more she felt, the more fierce she felt, and she thumped and thumped.

After ten slams, one hundred slams, one thousand slams, Hongbai finally couldn't do it. The forehead was already burning, and for the fire dragon, the burning pain was almost impossible. Not only was the forehead burning, but the inside of the head was also dizzy, and there were bursts of flowers in front of her eyes, and some ghosts appeared from time to time. Suddenly, she understood Gu Tie's plan. The evil devil king used her desire for glory to constantly let the minions whip her forehead and lure her to use her forehead to fight.

"Well, the annoying brother Gu Tie." Hongbai thought angrily, and decided not to be fooled again.

Suddenly, another club whistled and whistled. Hongbai didn't even think about it. He threw a head hammer with a conditioned reflex and smashed the club. She was also pulled out and flew out, her head became more dizzy, her forehead became more painful, and she wanted to vomit. She felt uncomfortable and angry. She thought to herself with hatred: "Brother Gu Tie is so bad, she actually uses this kind of vulgar method. Hongbai will never be fooled."

Another club roared and pulled, and Hongbai still didn't think much about it. A header of conditioned reflex was made. The club deformed on the spot. She rolled like a ball, drew an elegant parabola in the air, with her tail hanging on a branch, hanging upside down like a little monkey. She staggered around and found that there were yellow and black players in front, back and left and right. They were either in groups of three, five, or ten, scattered loosely and orderly in the swamp, forming an encirclement that was difficult to break through.

Hongbai cursed angryly: "Wow, Hongbai is angry, the catapult troops are on fire."

The young girl's screams resounded throughout the sky and spread far to the south of the swamp. The Dragon Cult's catapult troops opened fire, and a burning fireball crossed the sky and smashed into the swamp. These fireballs used some low-density oil to float on the water and burned without being extinguished by the water. On the contrary, the flowing water can push the tinder oil and make the fire spread very quickly. So after a rumbling bomb, the swamp began to burn, shrubs, trees burn, and the land burned, and even the pool ignited a raging flame.

The yellow and black team was disrupted by the fire. Hong and white took the opportunity to fall to the ground and rushed towards a player with the cover of fireworks. Her size was very small and the fireworks were quite dense. She rushed behind the player, her palms were connected, her index finger and middle finger were as tight as a spear, and she poked at the player's butt at lightning speed. The thin fabric was torn apart, and her two small claws were completely poked in. The player screamed in pain, clamping his butt and struggling randomly. However, her butt was too severely injured, and she could not jump or run, so she could only kneel on the ground.

The player next to him saw the attack of Hongbai. While shouting a warning, he swung the stick and slapped it wildly. Hongbai's head hammer smashed a stick, and rolled up with the help of the impact and disappeared into the thick fireworks. After a while, she appeared behind another player, and another thousand-year-old kill, with the chrysanthemums remaining and the ass were injured... Next, Hongbai continued to be invisible, and used the thousand-year-old kill to severely damage one yellow-black player after another. The Bailong Cult kept firing, and the stone-catted troops continued to bombard the swamp, igniting increasingly larger and larger flames. The more turbulent the fire, the more chaotic the yellow-black team was, the more lawless the red-black team was running around and abused the thousand-year-old kill...

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A fireball roared down and hit the earth slope in front of the thief, exploding a large ball of sparks, making the flames everywhere. The thief fanned the thick smoke that was scraped towards him and looked up to observe the sky. The air in the middle and high altitudes had been solidified, and only the air in the low altitudes could circulate, so the smoke could not spread to the high altitudes, and all gathered at the low point, quickly forming a foul-smelling haze. In addition, the combustion and heating air continued to rise, constantly eroding the confined space at the high altitudes, causing the air to collapse faster.

"Use flames to create chaos and damage, use thick smoke to block our sight, and create rising hot air to impact the air. What a beautiful move, is this the dragon's plan? It's so amazing." The thief was shocked secretly and couldn't help but look back at the team's position. Because of the fireworks, she could not see their positions clearly, only knowing that they were becoming more and more chaotic and passive.

"Sir, don't wait." A staff officer advised sternly.

The thief gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Assault quickly and destroy the catapult of the Bailong Cult."

The left-wing troops had only more than one thousand people, and the attack on the Dragon Bergian army, which was waiting for six or seven thousand, was no less than coming to the door to seek death. The soldiers knew that the situation was not good, so they all looked hesitant. The thief said firmly: "Yes, their number is six or seven times that of ours, their equipment is more elite, and they also have a terrain advantage. But Your Majesty is paying attention to us, which is something they cannot have. They are more panicked and helpless than us. Sisters. It is our turn to prove ourselves. Move forward, the soldiers chosen by Your Majesty."

She took the first step and rushed to the south of the swamp, where the fireball was shot. The soldiers of the left wing troops followed one after another and no longer hesitated. A fireball fell down and just hit a small team. Several soldiers died on the spot, and more soldiers burned into firemen. Another fireball hit the puddle, splashing a large wave of water mixed with flames. It splashed on the soldiers next to them, causing them to get angry... When they advanced, the soldiers were constantly injured, but the assault did not stop, so the surviving soldiers continued to move forward.

Soon, the left wing troops emerged from the blockade of fireworks and reached the edge of the southern swamp. They found that the right wing troops arrived first and were charging forward in front of the rain of arrows. The Apostle Hunter wore a tight silver combat suit and rushed alone in front of all the soldiers. He recited the temple scriptures loudly. Her roar was sonorous and powerful, like a sledgehammer hitting the anvil. It kept echoing on the battlefield. Under the guidance of the Apostle Hunter, the right wing troops charged unfairly, with the front row soldiers being shot down, and the rear row soldiers continued to move forward.

"As sure, don't you know if you're afraid!" The thief gritted his teeth, raised his sword and shouted: "Kill for His Majesty the Demon King."

"Kill." The left-wing troops shouted together, and also took long legs and took big steps to charge.

When the Bailong Cult saw the left-wing troops suddenly appear, he quickly mobilized a team of heavy infantry to stop them and asked half of the shooters to change their targets. However, the surging and scorching divine power of the Resistance Army soldiers ran incredibly fast, and the heavy heavy infantry were obviously too late. The shooter troops changed their targets, half of them shot the left-wing resistance army and half shot the right-wing resistance army, but they could not suppress them.

The left and right wings of the rebel army rushed into the Dragon Beggar Army like two sharp knives. The thief picked up the crossbow and aimed at a Dragon Beggar Cadre, and suddenly found that she knew this person and had a good relationship. She felt a little sympathy, but when she saw the cadre's dazzling red and white uniform, she pulled the trigger without hesitation. The crossbow machine raked, and a crossbow arrow shot out, piercing through the cadre's nose. The cadre's pupils suddenly dilated and fell to the ground simply, but the corners of her lips were slightly bent, as if she was satisfied with death.

"Let's see you in the mother's nest." The thief prayed secretly, and then shot continuously, causing the Dragon Bowers to fall down one by one. Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot at high speed. The thief's eyes were sharp and quick to react, and he narrowly avoided it. But a warrior from behind was pierced through his chest and fell to the ground. The thief sighed secretly and prayed again: "Let's see you in the mother's nest, sister."

In terms of individual soldiers' quality, the Resistance Army has divine power to help, and its beliefs are firm and its fighting spirit is firm, which is obviously stronger. However, the Dragon Bergian Cult has many people and established a solid position early, making its overall strength stronger. Therefore, the two armies fought fiercely, and one side rushed forward desperately, trying to destroy the catapult position; while blocking it desperately, protecting the catapult car with flesh and blood walls. - The Dragon Bergian Cult does not have faith, but its motive is very strong. They do not want the game to end, they can only protect the catapult car to make the game continue.

The thief unknowingly used up the arrows and turned the Terminator crossbow into the Terminator weapon and rushed into the crowd. For light armored archers, she turned the weapon into a big sword and slashed. For heavy infantry or shield walls, she turned the weapon into a heavy warhammer and knocked down one. She continued to advance, but the Dragon Bergian Cult became more and more tenacious, which consumed a lot of power every step.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar scream. The hunter was injured. He was seriously injured, otherwise he would not have screamed like this. She tried to look back, but a large number of spears stabbed like that, forcing her to keep blocking and moving, and she didn't even have time to turn around. She was suddenly touched by her right knee, and she couldn't feel the pain, but she felt it was difficult to exert force, and the movement of her right leg became more and more difficult. Many spears were stabbed, and she had to move and dodge, but her right knee became more and more numb and hard as a stone.

She took the time to look down and saw an arrow nailed to her right knee, and her knee joint had been penetrated. She cursed casually, and she didn't know what she said, and then gritted her teeth and rushed forward. A row of spears stumbled in an interlaced manner. She held the spearhead with her left arm, swung the sword with her right hand, and cut off all the spears. Some spearheads had pierced the waist and ribs, and a lot of blood was leaking. She didn't care so much, and limped forward, swung the sword hard to kill the enemy, and in a blink of an eye, five or six spearmen were killed.

The spear defense line finally broke through. The thief wanted to continue charging, but found that there was a steep slope in front of him, a very steep slope. Usually, she definitely didn't care about this slope, but now she only had one leg and seemed impossible to climb up. She suddenly became depressed and cursed with vicious slandering. At the height of the steep slope, a team of well-equipped long halberd warriors appeared and looked at the thief with weird eyes.

The thief didn't send it up and shouted angrily: "Did you plant it?"

The soldiers of the long-saltitude warriors raised their middle fingers together and poked them badly. But suddenly, a rumbling roar broke out from the high hillside. They looked back in panic and rushed down the steep slope. The thieves were overjoyed and quickly waved their swords and slashed one. Not long after, a large group of white horse cavalry rushed down the steep slope. The knights all had silver-armored swords, which were the cavalry units of the Crescent Empire. The ambassador of the Crescent Moon took the lead, and the horse was like thunder and thunder, and the sword was like the arc of the Crescent Moon, and the head of a long-saltitude warrior was cut off with one sword.

The thief stood foolishly, watching the Crescent Cavalry rumbling over, and then walked up the steep slope with his big sword. The catapult cart was on a higher hillside, but it was finished. Most of the catapult carts and crossbows were burning, and half of the equipment was not burning, but there were no soldiers operating it. A group of Crescent Cavalry galloped in a hurry, setting fire to the equipment, or shooting the soldiers of the Dragon Pastoral.

The thief looked at it for a while and probably guessed the whole story of the incident. When the rebels restrained the Dragon Bergian Cultivation head-on, the cavalry of the Crescent Empire bypassed the gray fog swamp from the side and directly attacked the Dragon Bergian Cultivation's catapult position. The mount of the Crescent Cavalry is a kind of sub-dragon with very strong climbing ability. The Dragon Bergian Cultivation set the catapult on the steep hillside, but it could not stop the impact of the Crescent Cavalry. She had to sigh: "Oh, these little girls are indeed both wise and brave. They sell their teammates without any vagueness, and they still make people have no temper."

The thief shook his head and turned to observe the entire battlefield. Due to the impact of the Crescent Cavalry, the Dragon Bergha Sect could no longer stick to the fortifications and formations, and was dispersed into small groups. Under the attack of the Crescent Cavalry and the Resistance Army, the Dragon Bergha Sect could not last long. In the swamp farther away, thick smoke rolled into the sky, but the black and yellow team was no longer in chaos and was split into groups to search everywhere.

The thief suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did the team search everywhere? Is the 'ball' gone?

She quickly raised her head and saw a scene of fear. The thick smoke from the ground rushed into the sky.

The effect of banning the air disappeared without realizing it!

In other words, the evil dragon can fly freely.

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ps: Sorry, the update has been late, the recent air pollution is so serious, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!