Just when [Tired, I want my sister to hold me] was making a stinking look, Tyrande's eyes kept twitching as she watched this scene through the owl spirit.
What Sunset Sword?
Isn’t this a hunter’s [random shooting]?
Even the arrows have been changed into the shape of flying swords. What kind of fuss is this?
It's not without power, but is it worth spending so much effort just to look cool for a few seconds?
Tyrande cannot understand the thinking of sand sculpture players.
The head can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up.
There is resurrection anyway, so what are you afraid of?
Over there [Lao Ji Mie] rushed up with a long sword. His movements were fine, but his clothes were very problematic. How can anyone wear a black raincoat and a bamboo hat on a sunny day? The style of painting is so perfect.
Bar.
"World of Warcraft" does not allow modding, but it cannot stop these sand sculptures from using physical means to play cosplay and modding in the real Azeroth, one or two wearing fancy clothes.
Tyrande almost wanted to complain about [Old Cutout].
But he slipped and dodged the flying hook of the abomination's iron chain. The sword light flashed, and dozens of cold lights flashed through. All the sutures all over the body of such a big abomination were cut off.
Without the sutures, the hatred immediately shattered into a pile of towering, trembling pieces of flesh.
This kind of monster uses dark magic to sew corpse flesh together. It is very difficult to completely eliminate it. After cutting it into countless pieces with one move, oh, some monsters are still alive, but it is already 'dead'.
Even its arms were chopped into eighteen pieces, and its only fate is to wait for the subsequent Alliance Flamethrowers to clean up the ground.
The Trident Legion faced off against the elite demons and was at an overwhelming upper hand. This scene shocked many onlookers.
only……
Meng De doesn’t care!
"Pathetic mortals! Resist! Struggle! What I like most is to see you struggling hard and then failing, and finally despairing!" The core of the evil curse words is one sentence - I don't believe that any of you will die.
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It is impossible to fight without killing people.
No, [Junchen Tianya], who was the artillery master in a tank, had just used an 85mm artillery to teach a Dread Guard how to behave, and his chrysanthemum was stolen.
A doomsday guard with broken wings fell from the sky. The decapitating sword struck the connection between the turret and the car body fiercely. Then, with a lift, the entire turret, which weighed more than 7 tons, flew away.
[Junchen] used mental shock on this guy in time. Unable to withstand it, another Doomsday Guard fell from another place, and he sacrificed [Junchen] with a single blow.
The dirty gods are powerful yet fragile. In the spiritual realm, they can even resist N'Zoth if they unite together.
As for me, I am at an elite level. I will give up when I encounter stronger guys, and I am not good at one-to-many.
Over there, Meng De was happy.
"Hahaha! Death! Destruction! Come on, sweet souls - you will be my fuel to destroy this world...burn..."
Archimonde waved toward the mountainside.
The normal script is that a powerful and unwilling soul is reluctantly sucked in by his powerful soul traction, loaded into the "bore" of his evil magic like a cannonball, and becomes a unit to destroy the coalition.
The engine of the Heroes.
The script is written flawlessly.
However, he waved for a long time and finally found loneliness.
What the hell is this?
Opposite him, the wet nurses of the coalition heroes were all nervous, fearing that Meng De would be magnified in the next second.
Cenarius was almost suffocated and had prepared [Tranquility] a long time ago, but Mende was stunned because he was constipated and couldn't use his ultimate move.
As a demigod, his [Tranquility] is extremely powerful and consumes astonishing mana. Once released, at least one-fifth of the magic power will be gone.
The wet nurses here have been preparing for a long time as if they were facing a powerful enemy. Who would have thought that Meng would pull her crotch?
At first Archimonde thought it was an illusion, but soon he realized something was wrong.
No matter how hard the Trident soldiers fight, they will still die.
Dozens of people died, but Meng De was stunned that he couldn't catch a single soul.
The commander of the Burning Legion finally confirmed that these ferocious humans--no souls!
This time, the big devil's character was a bit out of control.
"Despicable mortals! Where are your souls?"
Really soul torture!
Meng De really wants to ask, who is the devil? Does a person have no soul after death?
The demons of the Burning Legion here are called demons simply because they have done all kinds of bad things. They are essentially powerful races with the Eredar as the core, but they can go back and be resurrected after death, which seems endless.
Yes, it's just extremely evil.
Meng De didn't know at all that the sand sculpture players on the opposite side also had souls that were not in this world. They projected their souls through the system and controlled clones in the world of Azeroth.
Well, after fighting for a long time, I thought it was the Zhuxian Bureau. Who would have thought that it was actually the 'War of the Gods'?
If I had to explain Archimonde's behavior, it would probably be "Two or three things about scolding a bastard for being a bastard"!
Regarding the accusations made by the despicable and shameless devil, of course McDonald... refused to admit it.
"Despicable and shameless demon! You can't even think of capturing the souls of our alliance warriors! We would rather use the [Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Soul Sealing Formation] to imprison our own souls, or even annihilate them, rather than let our souls become bait for your demons!
"
At this moment, McDonald's is not fighting alone.
Azeroth's 2800-year-old human ancestors seemed to be paying attention to him.
It seemed as if the sacred creatures in the sky also sent congratulatory messages.
That upright and awe-inspiring painting style;
That majestic and heroic figure;
It fascinates the elves so much.
No one expected that what Mai was actually thinking at this moment was: Damn it! I almost got betrayed!
Meng De is very fierce. When his seemingly random and unexpected tricks are played over and over, no matter how stupid the hero is, he will know how to deal with it.
When the orc hero had the courage to bear the continuous damage of [Fire of Destruction], while enjoying the milk power of the demigod-level [Rejuvenation], while jumping on Meng De's calf for a pedicure, Archimonde really felt that his life was threatened.
This can't go on like this.
If you do this, it will be over sooner or later!
Archimonde raised his right middle finger again.
This show of skill made McDonald's scalp numb.
To carry, or not to carry?
This is a problem.
If you carry it, you will have your last life left.
If you don't carry it, you may not really be able to annihilate it. After all, there is an old deer around. Although Cenarius is not good at fighting, his milk power can carry him. It's not shameful. His milk volume is at least equal to five hero levels.
Nanny, not counting his exaggerated full-screen blood boost.
When McDonald's was struggling, there was no need for McDonald to choose. The middle finger was pointed at him.
"Fuck...no! Damn it!"
A scene happened that made Mai lose his temper.
It can only be said that his fierce virtue is worthy of being a demon leader, and his ten thousand years of Taoism are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Who would have thought that Archimonde would come and attack the east and the west with one hand?
The "Finger of Death" that seemed to be aimed at McDonald was not struck with his right hand, but suddenly pointed with the index finger of his left hand. The target was clearly - Cenarius!
