Amidst a burst of deep laughter, he held his hands and covered his face!
That's right, He Zhao had no intention of tampering with Aye Laishi's memory.
The specific attribute given by the talent [Spirit World Messenger] is [Write down the goal you want to achieve], and it does not have to be modified by other people. So, why can't it be used on myself?
Exploiting loopholes and bugs, I like it the most!
If it fails, it's just a waste of a ticket. If it really goes as he thinks, wouldn't it be a bloody gain?
Of course, there was a ruthless person in my heart, so I didn’t write down on paper any exaggerated words like omnipotent, I am the Creator, the big daddy of the Eight Pillar Gods, etc.
Instead, he simply wrote a sentence: I can beat up the clone projection of an ancient god!
"Buzz"
After a strange fluctuation, he felt that his whole body was full of confidence.
(⊙o⊙)…
He is a little worried. Shouldn't his whole body be filled with unparalleled power? What does it mean to give me endless confidence?
"GuluGulu"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Call me daddy!"
Without waiting for the ancient god to finish talking about the scene, driven by his self-confidence, he walked towards the aggregation of spirit and flesh without saying a word.
""
Boil your uncle out of all kinds of tricks, are you as deceitful as you?
"boom!"
The ancient god who could not control the Eye of Dirt could only use his huge mental power to overwhelm people with force. It was endless, as if the thick mental power of a mountain hit his head. He was not afraid of it, and his eyes were full of fear.
this?
I don’t know why, but I am very confident anyway, and I firmly believe that I can beat her up!
To be honest, he regretted it a little, and he didn't say anything about his feelings, but he was extremely confident.
It's really stressful for a person to face the overwhelming invisible power of thoughts.
"boom"
As heavy as a mountain, the unparalleled power of thought collapsed instantly and disappeared without a trace as soon as it touched He Zhao.
Aye Lai Shi: "???"
I have telepathy!
Taking advantage of the opponent's daze, he rushed to the faceless god without any hindrance. He raised his thick right arm high and thrust his big butt towards it.
"Snapped!!"
The sound of the loud mouth made a loud sound, especially in the quiet and empty T-shaped room, and there was even an echo.
"Why don't you call me Lord Wushou? Say hello to your mother for me!"
Not only did he slap him in the face, but he also greeted the ancient god's family with an arrogant expression.
Oh my god, what I said was not my intention, it was just a side effect of my excessive self-confidence.
Aye Laishi, one of the Eight Pillar Gods, who had never been seen in a big scene before, had her head slapped and slapped on her face for the first time, and she was completely stunned.
'He beat me!'
"Snapped"
Seeing that the other party was still silent, He Zhao's brain twitched, and he made another big backhand.
After being slapped twice, Aye Laishi finally reacted and cursed the initiator with an angry tone.
Inside and outside the words, they were nothing more than some words of greeting to relatives and friends, plus friendly words such as "I will skin you, cramp you, and hang you on the planet to dry."
How can He Zhao, whose face is wrapped in [paper that tamperes with life's destiny], be used to a god whose mouth is full of beeps and beeps?
He grabbed the neck of the aggregation of spirit, flesh and blood and pressed it towards the crotch.
Don't get me wrong, although he is very angry, there is no need to let her vent his anger.
What's more, even if you want it to do something indescribable, you still have to have a mouth!
"Today, not only will I sit on your head and poop, I will also let you borrow paper and let you wipe it with your own hands."
"Bah bang bang!"
He pressed the ancient god's head and unleashed a burst of violence.
It has to be said that the Jar of Hundreds of Trickeries is really weird. A mere piece of paper can actually make it beat up the projection of a god's clone.
Unable to endure it, Aye Lai decided to contact his true body and borrow a little bit of power to restore his dignity.
"Heart to Heart"!
A "thread" rose from her body and extended toward the void.
But just as it emerged, it suddenly turned a corner and connected to the ruthless heretic god.
"Power, I need power!"
""
You ancient gods are really dogs. If you can't beat me, just call and shake me, right?
"Here you go! Give it all to you!"
Then, before Aye Lai's clone projection could rejoice, she discovered the same problem as Acris's clone projection.
A despicable thief is stealing his own power.
"Buzz"
Little Ackles got out and ate meat and soup with his eldest sister.
Two pseudo-pagan gods sucking together is not a simple 1+1=2.
Anyway, the aggregation of spirit, flesh and blood, and suddenly I almost felt like I was gone.
One was focused on her spirit, absorbing her soul, and the other was focused on extracting blood and flesh. Under a double attack, he also pressed her head and beat her violently. It was quite a kind of destruction, and a feeling of tired gratitude.
He Zhao was so happy that he didn't notice that the writing on the white paper covering his face gradually became dull.
The props of the pirated Hundred Trickery Jar are magical, and there is an upper limit after all. Otherwise, the original holder, the supreme king from the Howling Abyss, would have used a trick earlier to defeat the Eight Pillar Gods and rule the huge Howling Abyss.
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The ancient god, who had been humiliated, suddenly noticed that the strength of the hand holding her neck was decreasing. The fist and slap on her head gradually became less painful.
So, she stood up!
"boom!"
The assailant was overthrown and fell to the ground, a ruthless man with a confused look on his face.
Then he felt the paper stuck to his face peeling off.
The words written in blood were completely faded.
""
He raised his head and smiled bitterly at the faceless god.
"If I said everything was a misunderstanding, would you believe it?"
I believe in you, uncle!
"boom"
The invisible power of thought pushed him down on the cold floor on the spot. He felt that the other party was as angry as a volcano ready to go off, and his heart felt cold.
"Plop!"
The clone who had just stood up felt that his mind was blurred and his feet were unsteady, so he knelt down.
He Zhao lying on the ground: ""
What does it mean?
Wait a minute, is this guy a strong man on the outside but a strong man on the inside?
After all, he was held down and beaten for a long time, and he was brutally sucked by two "little vampires". He didn't die suddenly on the spot, which was already a profound foundation.
"hey-hey."
As if to confirm that his idea was correct, the mental force on his back gradually dissipated.
"Call daddy!"
Although he does not have the infinite confidence that paper gives him, it is difficult not to be arrogant when facing the clone of a weak ancient god.
After passing this village, does anyone know if there is such a shop?
Let’s have some fun first and then talk about it.
"The Method of Remaining the Wounded Souls"!
The next second, he opened his mouth, and a spirit body in the shape of a big eyeball came out of the faceless god's body.