The final decisive battle of the myth of the collapse of the gods came to a close in the battle of sinking mines.
……
Ye Feng didn’t make a move. He was walking on golden wings. Dapeng bird’s eyes were calm and overlooking the troll castle that was dyed red with blood in an instant.
Looking at the sky today, he is already an enemy of the whole world, and he must be greedy for a moment and ignore the 300 thousand gods and men’s heinous fighting spirit
If he makes a move, how long can the seemingly steel-cast fortress gate be destroyed in the dusk of the gods? If he doesn’t make a move, he will show the sky not only him but also Wan Dahongpao. All the gods and armies can be called sharp and sharp!
The gods are enemies all over the world!
The moat around the city, which is gradually inclined to the west like a blue belt, has already turned into a section of the scarlet blood river. The original heavy and majestic city wall has already turned into ruins after the continuous offensive of 300,000 gods.
However, in two hours, the defense line of the outer city south of the troll castle fell, and 300,000 troops gathered in the iron flow, which was devastating and flooded into the troll castle, and it was possible to form an offensive against a city with higher defense capabilities.
But what if the defense is higher? The array of the gods is indestructible!
Ye Feng hung his sword and set up a golden-winged Dapeng bird to skim over the peripheral battlefield and fly slowly to the troll castle city.
His original situation would have been particularly tragic, and the street fighting surprised him. The speed soon ended. The street lanes leading to the troll castle were quickly cleared and occupied by the army of the gods, and the shelters hidden on the roof eaves were destroyed by the precise attack of the fine artillery of the gods.
Vulnerable!
This is by no means the true strength of myth! Ye Feng has no doubt that even if such a big myth has come to pieces, there will still be tens of millions of die-hard fans in this desperate situation.
The word "die-hard loyalty" means that you don’t ask right and wrong, right and wrong, and you don’t abandon the word "myth" in life and death, which can make them fight to the death.
However, no matter how loyal you are, you can’t be unaffected by the rumors spreading throughout the Mythological Society. Besides, loyalty and courage can also make up for the strength gap. After all, if you talk about momentum, the gods are absolutely the best.
In short, the tiger-wolf division, which is determined to destroy the myth by itself, has no chance to show its true strength and no advantage.
Because the myth has rotted away from its roots
If you want to rebuild the past glory, you have to tear it down and rebuild it.
But Ye Feng obviously won’t give myth a chance to make a comeback.
In his established plan, the mythical players who broke up after the war will be pursued by the gods and will never die!
He will not only uproot the myth, but also completely erase the once glorious name.
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In the troll fort roadway barricade position, the army of the gods fell to the city and officially completed the encirclement. Suddenly, a loud and angry roar rose from the middle of the city like thunder and soared into the sky.
"Don’t give up?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly and shared the eagle eye of the dragon language beast.
In the center of the castle, the local tyrant’s architectural style, which inherits the myth and is always not bad, is covered by a shadow, and the golden color is gorgeous, which is cast by the huge wings of the demon dragon.
Soon, as many as fourteen flying mounts roared by a beast and roared around the demon dragon. Most of them were fifth-order and sixth-order pedal riders, and all of them belonged to Qin Shiyue’s elite private armed dragon guard.
The quantity is quite bluffing. There can be one rider here in Ye Feng, but the quantity gap is far from the qualitative change caused by quantitative change. If there is no order demon demon dragon in the middle, Ye Feng will have enough confidence to kill them all by relying on the fierce Ye Feng of Dapeng bird with golden wings.
However, even if there is a demon dragon, what about it? Even if Indra comes back to Qin Shiyue to join hands in World War I, Ye Feng will be afraid of it!
"The president’s posture is that the dragon god is going to die. Do you want me to go over?"
It’s raining all over the sky, and it’s raining all over the sky. It’s raining all over the sky. Of course, you have your own fighting ground troops. No matter how strong you can be, it’s not obvious that Qin Shiyue is tossing around. Naturally, you want to come and help boxing.
"No," Ye Feng replied, "I can handle it. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to find it again."
"Then be careful."
Rain and flowers all over the sky promised a call and ordered the troops to speed up the progress.
Just because of the misty rain, the traitor listens to the misty rain building, which used to be the top ten guild in China. The hatred is deep in the game world, which is almost bitter. It is naturally not urgent to kill the misty rain with your own hands.
Ye Feng’s eyes returned to the front, and the hands of the gods tightened at dusk, prompting the golden-winged Dapeng bird to spread a piece of Jin Lang in the middle shop and fly to the shadow that enveloped the duke’s mansion.
"Rio colophon evil …"
The ferocious demon dragon suddenly stopped at his side, riding with fourteen heads suspended from left to right, and looked up at the baizhang. Ye Feng Qin Shiyue’s scarlet eye pupil seemed to be burning. He had imagined several times that he used to regard this as a plaything and an ant, but now he can beat his right enemy and crush the scene severely. But now when he sees you again, he is surprised that he can earn half a cent of his breath in addition to shouting this name.
Even if the mouth takes advantage? That terrible face of rage is nothing more than exposing his arrogance and weakness.
Because he is the loser! A total loser!
Ye Feng smiled lightly and said, "I don’t like chatting with scum very much, but I still want to tell you that you and I will not end Qin Han because of this war … You still owe me my life!"
Qin Shiyue felt a sudden chill in his heart. He could feel the hair on his back and shudder with fear.
"Dragon God, here he comes."
It’s a nervous awakening that makes Qin Shiyue suddenly see the wind suddenly blowing in heaven and earth, wrapped in the Jin Lang.
Qin Shiyue is the Qin Shiyue War on the verge. He immediately forced himself to calm down and hold the sword with one finger and one foot. The dragon churned the black fog and screamed at the gods. The ancient strange carvings suddenly brightened up.
"kill!"
When Qin Shiyue growled, even the demon demon dragon rode in a total of fifteen heads, and immediately changed from defense to attack. Obviously, it has gone through several drills.