As soon as the feeling of surprise and suspicion emerged, Di Cheng's eyes suddenly condensed!!
because……
Because behind this group of black-robed men, there are still figures shaking, one by one, more than thirty people!
The purple cloak, the gold and silver mask, the familiar feeling, that is...the roar of the God of War!!
The left hand of the god of death!! The roar of the god of war!!
Skynet's two most powerful special operations forces all appeared here! Is it a coincidence? Is it an accident? Absolutely impossible! Could it be that there was an intelligence error and it was not the Temple that snatched Yinyin away, but Skynet?! Or maybe it was this itself?
It's just a trap. Skynet took advantage of this hijacking incident and intercepted it here?! Trying to blame the temple?!!
Shalang and others all vaguely guessed the identity of the enemy, breathing a little heavier and frowning tightly. An ominous premonition rose in their hearts and became stronger.
Although their numbers are huge, more than three times that of the enemy, not everything can be decided by numbers. According to Anne's introduction, the lowest level members of the two special operations forces are also silver-level, and the gold-level members are
Nearly twenty people! This lineup can be described as terrifying, and it can suppress them to death!
"Be careful!" Everyone spoke quietly, reminding the brothers around them, with a hint of trembling in their tone.
The God of War roared and stood in the light mist. He did not continue to approach, but stopped ten meters away from the left hand of the God of Death. The sharp eyes behind the mask were locked on Di Cheng and the others. It seemed that he had no intention of attacking, and it seemed like today's
The protagonist is...the left hand of Death!
"Mr. Di, please introduce yourself. I am...under the Ghost Throne...a lonely soul!" A cold voice sounded among the men in black robes. It was a woman's voice!
"I... under the Ghost Throne... a wild ghost!" Another cold voice sounded, the voice of an old man.
It was empty and fluttering, but no one appeared, or they kept standing among the people in black robes around, making it difficult to tell who was who!
Lonely soul? Wild ghost?
Di Cheng's heart was slightly shaken. Being able to claim to be "under the Ghost King" and speak on behalf of the entire Left Hand of Death is enough to illustrate their status. I'm afraid they are two more "Shen Zuo, Divine Blessing" figures!
Two quasi-Amethyst level experts!!
A premonition spread in my heart that I had fallen into a trap!! Their target was not Yin Yin or Wantong, but... themselves!!!
and……
What frightened him the most was...
Vaguely, it seems...as if...there are still two breaths. Who is it? Who can make a strong heart tremble, who can make a lonely soul feel threatened, who can make...
He felt cold!
Could it be...
The two of them...
Here too...
"Whose hand is Yin Yin?" Di Cheng's expression showed no emotion or anger, but the muscles all over his body were already tense, like high-strength springs, pressing toward the extreme little by little, and the dangerous aura spread out invisibly,
And it is getting stronger and stronger.
"It's the temple!"
"What are you doing here?"
"By the order of the Ghost King, I will conduct a level assessment on you!" Lonely Soul's cold and indifferent voice sounded.
Di Cheng sneered disdainfully: "Waiting for your assessment? Huh, what an excuse! What a plan! They just want to get rid of me, frame the temple, and lead Tianmen to war with the temple. To put it bluntly, why bother to say anything else." In fact, he was already early.
They expected this day to happen, but they didn't expect it to come so suddenly and so fast. Aren't they worried that Tianmen will fall into chaos because there is no leader? Aren't they worried that their past efforts will be wasted? Or... there are other plots!
"The level assessment has a time limit of three moments. If you survive, you will be released to Tianmen; if you die in battle, all your subordinates will be buried with you."
"Who will take the test? You... or all of you?" Di Cheng's Huangquan knife was stuck on the ground, not ready to give up, but ready to unlock all his strength. In a real peak showdown, the seemingly sharp weapon is actually not
Assistants, but ties and shackles. Using your bare hands to your heart's content, you can release your strength without reservation.
Since leaving Hulunbuir, he has only given up on the underworld twice, once when he pretended to be Emperor Qikas, and once... and now!
"The two of us will fight against you. Three quarters and three games will determine the winner or loser!" The voices of Lonely Soul and Wild Ghost sounded at the same time, and a sharp and sinister aura suddenly spread.
"Determine victory or defeat? Do you think I'm a fool? With today's situation... I think you want to kill them all!" Di Cheng snorted coldly.
"Dicheng, should we fight or withdraw?" Sha Lang lowered his voice and spoke quietly.
Di Cheng quietly made a gesture to them, pointing to the three directions of east, north and south, and then spread his five fingers, meaning...escape!!! A vague voice floated into everyone's ears: "Brothers
We, cherish it, if one of you can live... you are one!"
Yang Jing and others' hearts trembled slightly, and their eyes were a little hazy. Is this... a farewell? They wanted to refuse, but there was an aura of terror all around. Thinking of the overwhelming strength of the two royal teams, their proud souls felt insignificant for the first time.
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At this moment, no one is thinking about where the temple has gone, and no one is thinking about how Skynet appeared here. The threat to life has come, and the grim smile of the god of death is already echoing in the ears. Run away!!
All we can do is escape! If you survive, you will be counted as one!!
"Three quarters and three games will determine the winner or lose." The voice of the lonely ghost floated out again, but this time the pitch was slightly higher. The mixture of male and female voices floated, filled with weirdness and chilling, and a little bit of fierceness and war.
Intention! All the members of the Death God's left hand raised their heads at the same time, the formidable aura stirred up again, and they pressed hard against Kurotake and Konoe!
"Put away your lies and fight if you want. I, Di Cheng, will accompany you to the end." Di Cheng took a deep breath, his chest bulged, and the surging fighting spirit finally reached its peak. After a short period of suppression, he suddenly roared: "Tianmen
Erlang, you dare to accept the challenge!"
Yang Jing's eyes flashed brightly, and he roared: "I'll stay with you until the end!"
"I'll wait and stay with you until the end! Until death!" The two troops of Heiwu and Guards roared at the same time. The restless evil intent surged, and the strong fighting spirit burned in the chest like a raging fire, but...the vision began to blur.
, a sigh echoed in my heart: "Brothers, I will see you again in the next life and the next life."
They are not fools, and Skynet is definitely not here to conduct a level assessment! Killing them all is the fundamental goal. Instead of being afraid, instead of waiting, it is better to kill with all their strength and suddenly kill, and maybe even break out a bloody path! Maybe... it can contain the enemy.
With his energy, the extremely powerful Di Cheng... escaped alive!
So, at this moment, no one hesitates, no one regrets, no hesitation, move forward proudly!
"Okay, this looks like my brother Di Cheng!"
Yang Jing roared: "Heiwu First Team, follow me... to the east!"
Zhou Shaohua: "Heiwu Second Team, follow me... to the north!"
Sha Lang: "Guards, follow me... to the south!"
"Brothers, go home!!" Di Cheng laughed loudly, and in the next second, his body suddenly rose up, and the evil force was like a raging wave, sweeping toward the enemy groups around him. His body rolled out more than ten times, and in an instant,
He accidentally hit the left hand of the god of death in front of him, and the claws in the sky roared and attacked, ruthlessly tearing at one of them. "Is it a lonely soul? Is it a wild ghost?"
The man suddenly raised his head, his gathered black robe spread out, and his palms that had always been pale were struck with lightning speed: "Ghost King, sit down, Lonely Soul! I have long admired the name of Mr.!!"
At the same time, a chilling voice floated behind him without any warning, and fierce murderous intent enveloped the sky: "Ghost King, sit down, wild ghost, teach Hua Xia Dicheng!!"
"Where's sister?" The curled-up Yaya suddenly raised his head, his empty eyes locked on the black cloth above, and his white and tender hands slowly raised.
Bang!!! There was a dull and crisp impact sound, and the sharp claws of Di Cheng and Guhun, and the hands of Ye Gui and Yaya connected at the same time. The bodies of the four people all trembled slightly, but they did not move at all.
The whole picture seems to be still at this moment!
Weird and shocking!!!
"Ah!!!" "Zombie", the strongest ghost master on the left hand of the God of Death, looked up to the sky and howled loudly. He got down on all fours and ran like a wolf to kill, his blue and red eyes locked on Yang Jing.
"Haha!" The ghost master Lingling chuckled softly. His voice was still floating, but the soft voice appeared next to Zhou Shaohua, like a gentle "touch" by a boneless jade hand.
"The myth of Hulunbuir, Tu Qingcang!! I am a bat...please enlighten me!!" Finally, the ghost master rushed out and attacked, holding a weird solid iron block and photographed it in the air like a furious wave. The fierce and domineering momentum seemed to be about to kill Tu Qingcang.
Cang was blown to pieces on the spot.
At the same moment, many ghost generals and ghost slaves in the left hand of Death attacked Li Xiao, without reservation, with all their strength, like crazy beasts, slaying them fiercely.
"Brother Cheng, see you in the next life!!" Yang Jing and others roared at the same time, resolutely roaring and attacking in three directions, brazenly facing the left hand of Death, trying to entangle and bind the opponent, giving Di Cheng enough space and opportunity to escape.
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Tianmen can live without all of them, but only... Di Cheng cannot be left out!
PS: In the moment of passion, how can we miss the explosion!! I’m taking a day off today and don’t need the company’s three salaries. I’m going to code every word, and it’s going to explode!! Brothers, wait patiently, the mice will get one chapter after each code today!!
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