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Chapter 1772: Come back, you are all back

Every minute and every second on the third line is tormenting and even destroying the soul. Especially the turtle calf standing opposite him forced him to choose a cesspool between the senior and senior workers. There are countless strange beasts in high and low levels gathered around the mound and human subordinates who are thrown off like garbage by the leaping storm. The endless pain of the flesh and the flesh will undoubtedly make people's nerves become numb, swollen and mechanical. Not to mention that the guy on the opposite side is a guy who can tell jokes and adjust his life at all. The side effects of his own painful stripping of the link are enough to make a normal person who has been beaten to rest in peace.

"Damn...it's so fucking annoying..."

At this moment, even the semi-entity evil chain he spent 100 million to show was no longer sarcastic and cool. The clanging sound would make Master Wang feel upset and irritable.

The power of the realm of the Silver Ridge monster cannot destroy so many high-level and low-energy quasi-domain-level alienated lives at the same time, but the debuff that has to light a cigarette when the King of Hell comes is just enough to ensure that they cannot return to the unreachable altitude. As the saying goes, the phoenixes that are trapped in the sun and are destined to be removed by dogs. Even the coolest battle begins, it finally returns to a field that a magician who does not want to be named and does not want to admit this matter is best.

Everyone laughs at the cesspool, everyone is in the cesspool, and the essence of the world is still a cesspool.

The tide of alienation is coming in full force, but at this moment, in this area, the cesspool round table council can no longer produce seats by relying solely on the number of people. Once the intensity of the war has increased to the height of the fight between gods, they are immediately eliminated. The huge empty island has become a bottomless pit that devours life. No matter how tide of alienation is surging, it is always unrest.

The sky island was safe and sound under the coordinated output frequency of thousands of miles of Wu Gouzi, but soon deserted under the impact of the alienation tide. The piles of mummies became a kind of dusty and dirty powder precipitation under the ravages of both sides. It was not an exaggeration to call it a crushing bone and stirring ashes. The Gemini Tyrant and the Constructed Doll no longer blocked the entry of the alien tide, or simply ignored them and focused on beating the quasi-domain level.

There are constantly quasi-domain-level alienated lives pulled down from above the sky island by Debuff, or they emerged from a corner and joined the battlefield vigorously. The heroes from all walks of life are here to participate in the grand event. The huge bodies of dozens or hundreds of meters are not even worthy of being described as huge. They can only be said to be normalized. The cloud of plagues layered in black and white colors is so rich that it is almost bordered. The entire sky island seems to be chaotic. Not only does the visual range decay so that even the pedestrian beasts cannot bear it, it is not a kind of torture for other various perception methods.

Ghost shadows whistled past the plague clouds and made refreshing laughter and crying, making it hard to tell the truth about the false, and even seemed to be able to directly smell the stinky body odor on their bodies. The twisted and entangled three-phase force showed a blurred human form in the black and white colors. The eyes were scarlet and bloody, the body was hunched and shrunken, and the ends of the ragged bandages often tied up a quasi-domain-level alienated life, which could not be escaped and struggled dyingly.

At that time, the magnificent Aesolye burned in the chaotic energy field, buff, plague cloud, and evil fire often only transmit a faint scarlet red, and the low buzzing sounds like a beast hidden in the shadows, dog energy, waiting for an opportunity to harvest life.

"Feel the pain!"

Lao Wang's face-changing speed has always been a rare rival. He was worried a few minutes ago. He found that the battle was so familiar that he had returned, and immediately shouted in a hurry. As the saying goes, the question may not be done, but the sound of the rollover must be loud. As a leek who has been sucking under the noses of capitalists for many years, even if he acts, he must act more decent than ordinary people.

The rusty chain shot out from all directions with him as the center. The evil fire lit up the strange runes on the chain inch by inch. Amid the painful wailing of the giant beasts, life energy and power continued to feed back through the chain.

You should know that these are all high-quality "pain" peeled from the depths of the quasi-big beast-level soul. With hundreds of thousands of chains on it, Lao Wang expanded several marks without transforming. His waist was like a grinder like a bronze bell, his bones crackled, and his height was nearly three meters. Every inch of fat on his body showed a rugged and steel-like hard texture that only muscles could give.

Lao Wang's eyes were covered with blood, and there was a kind of unconscious beauty, and he howled wildly: "It hurts so much, it hurts so much...but...but...it's so fucking comfortable waaagh..."

Even roaring can spread the pain and pathology of substance like a plague. As well as all kinds of Debuffs, energy fields, and fields are directly driven away from around him. Only pain will not cause dust and be difficult to invade.

Li Cang took out his ears and grinned his teeth: "This scene is becoming more and more familiar. My son has the style of his father back then!"

kind.

It's so kind that it can't be more kind.

When he was tortured by the blood explosion, it was this style, it was just like a thin person, and he was always right.

"No, I have to think of an excuse to add some more materials to him!" Li Cang looked calm and relieved, but he was actually muttering behind his back, "emmm, it would be interesting to buy a skill seed of crazy and violent on the forum. It would be better to burn his own flesh and blood as a blessing catalyst!"

Buzz ~

Dozens of burning winds and more mirrors gathered in a row like a sea of ​​fire, and produced ecological reversal.

The ratio of Aesolye's Burn is closely related to the bonus of the six-dimensional skill magnification of Li Cang's body. Now he is only affected by the full attributes of [Extraordinary Saint] and [Qian Kun's All-Stop]. The skill magnification value has reached 60 and 600 times respectively, not to mention the malicious evil battle. The bandage human form formed by the threshold personality of sustainability and shape seems to be a moment when the Vajra looks angry and the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows. The same kindness that is exactly the same as Li Cang instantly envelopes a lucky person in the raging range of the Burning Wind Zone.

Boom ~

The obscure fluctuations erupted like a real volcano after a moment of silence. The earth was shaking, the mountains shook the sky and the earth, and the thirteen quasi-domain-level alienated lives were suddenly erased from Li Cang's three-phase anchorage. The screams were even before they could be heard, and the corpse would remain.

The only thing that can be directly tested by Li Cang is a giant beast in the air that has no time to avoid.

Half of its body was still floating in the air intact, but it did not struggle or heal itself. It just hit the ground quietly. When the collision occurred, the scales and flesh were spilled out in all directions like a sticky liquid, leaving only half of the corpse ripped in the pit with hot smoke.

Li Cang subconsciously glanced at the time and breathed a sigh of relief: "Hmm, it's okay, today is almost over..."
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