To say that the current state of the warlock is emmmmm, it’s not easy to express, because just now this guy took advantage of the heat and hit the money and meat. Apex 23S.
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To be precise, it was snatched from Lord Gungun's bear paw.
Seeing Gungun about to put the whole piece of money meat into his mouth and chew it, Lin Chou was really startled and shouted out on the spot.
Fortunately, the warlock's quick eyesight and hands quickly snatched it away with a phantom, and he took a few bites of it.
Mmp, Gungun only has such a bloodline ability. If it converts the gravity field into strength value, even if it gets 8 million points, it won't work. Guys like Mingguang who are counting on Gungun as an air defense system will be blinded by tears on the spot.
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What? The warlock ate it secretly? Oh!
God knows which skills or skills the warlock has been sealed and what attributes have been changed. Lin Chou didn't even have time to take a look at the warlock before he disappeared with a "boom".
But looking at the nearly ten-meter-high silver flame beauty that suddenly sprang up from the round head of this guy and danced on a pole, it must be that his attributes are off the charts, right?
Lin Chou easily squeezed the peeling gray mist produced after the Apparition, but there was nothing to touch.
explain,
"As expected, it was modeled after Sister Qingyu... It looks much better than the green evil fire..."
The potted plant murmurs in a cry,
"Even the phantom limb breasts are so big! How can it be..."
The warlock was very angry, very angry.
Low-level evolvers showing off their arrogance in front of high-level evolvers are usually regarded as provocations. Mr. Gungun is still territorial and takes advantage of my warlock's weakness to regain health. Three or two big cats and kittens dare to come to your warlock master's territory and jump up and down to run wild.
Already?
Using such crude and cheap moves one after another, and using bullshit mental storms to insult this warlock?!
So the old warlock rolled up his sleeves and put down his hood and got on.
Use some more professional adjectives to describe the current state of the warlock:
Muscular and majestic.
The ape's back has the waist of a male dog, and its arms can run a horse.
Of course, the above are the visual effects of spiritual body simulation.
There are really two ponies running around on his arms.
The two curved and ferocious giant horns are burning with raging evil fire. The silver flame beauty's clothes are fluttering in the flames. Every movement is full of exotic style, and even the subtle expressions on her face are full of charm, and her eyes are full of charm.
There was even a flash of spiritual light in the body, like a living thing. It seemed that the increase in spiritual power had some unexpected influence on the beauty of the silver flame.
The Warlock under Silver Flame Beauty is less harmonious:
This is a weird, foggy muscular man. You can directly see the deltoid muscles on his back from the bulging gray strip-shaped pectoralis major muscles. There is not even a single bone underneath the muscles.
The fire in his scarlet eyes was scorching, and Liu Renjun's mental storm was directly wiped out with a wave of his hand.
To a spiritual master like the warlock, this kind of indiscriminate and large-scale spiritual storm erupts, as conspicuously as a dirty beast pooping under his nose, and it makes him nauseous twice in a row.
Second-rate.
There is nothing worse than this kind of behavior, nothing!
If a tiger doesn't send a cat, do you think I'm critically ill?
The warlock's rough voice still sounded like ten thousand old birds in heat showing their love to each other. He said,
"Hello!"
Liu Renjun, who was in a violent state, could still hear a faint "hello" of less than 20 decibels, which was almost like the noise of electricity.
"boom!"
The fel fire on the warlock's two giant horns directly formed the chimneys of the steel-making furnace.
An old evolutionist grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and started to eat them.
"Well, he has successfully angered Lord Warlock."
The evolvers on the city wall were shocked,
"Hey, this is the time to have anal sex."
"Tsk, tsk, I was still thinking just now, I am afraid that no one can cure that man's spiritual talent... Why did he forget about Lord Warlock... It has been a long time since I saw Lord Warlock duel with someone."
"I'll go, I'll go, why is the Warlock Master here? This, this, this... How dare he ignore the Warlock Master?!"
"This guy is dead."
Well, the so-called one-on-one challenge... everyone knows...
Among the Mingguang Evolvers, there are many whose brains are covered with muscle lumps. Of course, there are also those like Shanye whose brain cells are directly shaped like axes.
Just like this, a group of people gather together, and it is as natural as eating and drinking water to put together the health bar without confirming their eyes. The challenge of fighting and fighting is not too much. Not only the evolved people are used to it, but also ordinary people on the street.
I wouldn’t be surprised if I saw it on the Internet. It would be more serious to find a small bench and watch them having fun.
The superiors can't take care of this, well, they don't bother to take care of it.
As long as no one is killed, go ahead and fiddle with it. If you don't learn from each other, how can you make progress?
The old man eating melon seeds said,
"What a long time, just last year there were eight guys challenging Lord Warlock!"
"Eh? Why have you never heard of it?"
The old man Guazi said disdainfully,
"Hey, that's because you are ignorant."
"Uh...are you all beaten?"
The old man smiled and said,
"They were all beaten to death!"
"..."
The people around him took a deep breath.
The old man added,
"Oh, I remembered wrongly. Seven of them were beaten to death. The last one choked to death while eating meat buns on the way to the venue."
Mahler is such a big watermelon, no wonder not a trace of news came out!
“I don’t care what happened??”
The old man with melon seeds clicked his lips and fully felt the salty taste of the melon seeds.
"Who cares, why don't you care? The warlock's unpaid taxes and fines are still ranked first in the entire base city. Including those big families, the total number of unpaid taxes and fines is 1,898,673,450.
Fourteen circulation points.”
"..."
I was wrong, even breathing is my fault!
In fact, most people in Mingguang don't show any ill will toward "black households" who don't enter the city, homeless people in the wilderness, various tribes, etc. (although they still use knives and axes when conflicts arise), but basically there is nothing wrong with them.
biased.
Mingguang is very receptive to foreign illegal households. The process of applying for a Mingguang household registration basically takes more than an hour. Even when Mingguang was just established and had a relatively small population, it even adopted some unscrupulous methods.
Can you imagine:
A group of Mingguang Evolutionaries squatted in a small dark room, rolled up their arms and sleeves, and chanted slogans like "hard work, struggle, population, future, have more children and less trees" with their faces on their faces, and then formed a group to engage in pyramid schemes in the wilderness.
..Uh, no, they go to the wilderness to persuade those "black people" in groups. When the reasoning doesn't make sense, they immediately knock them out and carry them back to brainwash them while wearing a suit of tendons and origin armor.
This resulted in the extremely complex composition of Mingguang. The more famous family of the man whose name was so heart-shaking, "Pilasso" who was violently beaten on Lushan Mountain came to Mingguang in this way.
Having said so much, I actually have only one meaning:
The world is so big and there are so few living people. Wouldn’t it be better if everyone loves each other and is a family?
The world has become like this, and the entire human race may be in danger at any time. You still want to do this?!
If possible, Mingguang is willing to accept anyone to live in the city and welcome them with hands and feet, but at least not in this way.
It’s okay to serve food on the table, but if you want to lift the table so that no one can eat, that’s a bit unethical!
Then another meaning also came out,
"Master Warlock, hammer him!"
"You're so tender~"
"Anal him!!"
Wen Dao has its own professions and specializations. We have no control over your professional field in the spiritual field. We are the salted fish responsible for calling 666.
But no one thought that it would be embarrassing enough to go up and fight Liu Renjun while covering the nosebleeds with one hand.
Face is indeed a good thing, who doesn’t want it?
Especially for the unlucky Lord Warlock, who has been the most unpopular figure in Tianzi for more than two hundred years since Mingguang was founded, when did so many people cheer for him and cheer him on?
When most of them saw him, half of them wished that their parents had given birth to six more legs so that they could run sideways. The other half had sprained ankles, epilepsy, or anemia and shock.
..In short, there is no way to escape.
Lord Warlock, one is happy and the other is excited, good guy, just say that my Lord Warlock is lucky, the sun is shining, good, good, since Master Sanhuang...emmmm, and Lin Chou, shrouded in my Lord Warlock
The dark cloud above my head was completely dispelled by the bright evil fire!
The warlock was so excited that he held the horse on his arm and danced a fierce sword storm for everyone, and threw the two ponies Pia Chi, who were almost out of shape, to the ground.
With one hand,
"Haha, give in, give in!"
Won a round of applause.
If it weren't for the wrong timing, Liu Renjun would have really wanted to yell, "Who are you trying to get on the horse with, snakeskin, you're crazy!" or something like that. Who the hell is this guy who just popped up so casually? It's so inexplicable, is he a clown?
Since this beautiful woman with a flaming head standing on top of her head was not easy to mess with at first glance, she waved away her mental storm and was actually even more troublesome than she looked. Liu Renjun sneered, finding it very interesting.
"Who are you? Tell me your name! A certain Liu Renjun has never met anyone with spiritual power, nor has he killed nameless ghosts!"
"Warlock."
Liu Renjun said oh,
"You...eh??"
His expression suddenly stiffened, and his voice changed like a drake being strangled by the neck.
The Lord Warlock is truly so prestigious and terrifying!
Liu Renjun almost suppressed the surging mental storm in his head with a green face, and laughed dryly,
"I've admired my name for a long time, you...you...called me just now, do you...know me?"
There were boos.
I'm afraid this person doesn't even have a face.
But...when everyone thought of the guy that Old Man Guazi talked about who choked on a meat bun and died on the road, they couldn't help but look at Liu Renjun with a bit of sympathy (xing) (zai) into (le) points (huo)
).
The Lord Warlock smiled slightly, with a simple and honest expression, and the beautiful woman with silver flames above her head had charming eyes,
"Psychic storm, huh?"
"Oh~"
The silver-flame beauty above the Lord Warlock suddenly let out a cry of sweetness, and everyone who heard it subconsciously tightened their legs and turned red.
Liu Renjun was different. He only felt an immense majesty crushing directly towards his sea of spiritual power, as fast as thunder.
The competition of spiritual strength is a hundred times more dangerous than the physical fight with fists, and the victory or defeat, life or death, can only be decided by a thought.
However, the mental impact from the warlock was even thousands of times more terrifying than the mental storm caused by his unknown spiritual power that had been boosted several times. Before it even approached, it had already given him an irresistible idea.
"Oh, it turns out, can anyone really reach this level?"
Liu Renjun gave up resistance completely, which meant that he no longer had to worry about being tortured to find out what was in his mind.
"Buzz~"
Liu Renjun felt a numbness in his head, pleasure surged like a tide, and all of his senses were gone in an instant.
But what others saw was this:
Hearing a sweet cry from the silver flame beauty above the warlock's head, the clarity in Liu Renjun's eyes instantly turned into confusion, and his entire facial expression became...obscene. After an inexplicable violent tremor, his entire face was actually covered with
A kind of brilliance that can be described as "divine" is just like a sage standing on the moral high ground.
"..."
"ha?"
"What's going on..."
Yes, that's right.
If Mr. Zhou Zhou were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the "Death **" named by his humble apprentice out of awe at a glance.
Not fatal, not harmful, but...
Liu Renjun woke up from his confusion, and a strange cold and slippery feeling prompted him to look down at his legs.
"Pfft~"
"Ahhhh~"
"How could it be...how could there be...pff~"
Okay, I take back what I said above, to a certain extent, this is indeed a fatal critical damage.
"Don't do it!!"
Just when everyone was in a daze, an earth-shattering roar woke everyone up.
Lin Chou hung on the blazing shovel and flew whistling from the west of Mingguang. When he flew to the second wall gate, he released his hands and smashed into the floor tiles next to the warlock with a bang.
Climbing out of the pit, patting the dust off his body, Chaoliu Renjun looked over for a few times before sighing and looking at the warlock up and down.
"Are you okay? Do you feel like something is wrong?"
Warlock:???
"Huh...you both ate my food. I was worried at first...forget it, it seems to be completely fine now."
Lin Chou's well-intentioned efforts were in vain. It seems that sometimes some of the worries about Gou Yue's system are completely unnecessary.
"Let's go, let's go."
As he spoke, he waved his hand in an extremely handsome manner and made a gesture to scratch God's balls.
"Shovel over!"
Thirty seconds passed with no movement.
"..."
Lin Chou muttered awkwardly to herself,
"Mad ran away accidentally. It may have to fly for a while..."
"Whoosh!"
Then he tied himself tightly with the big iron chain that was attached to the shovel, and threw the shovel out again. The iron chain made a rattling sound, and as the shovel flew away instantly, Lin Chou followed with a "swish" sound.
flew out.
Evolutionaries were stunned,
"I go..."
"It's so bright..."
"That's it!"
Someone shouted,
"Hey, Boss Lin's skill with swordsmanship is just for fun, it's Li Shizhen's fault."
In the end, he actually heard it.
Along with the sound of the shovel breaking through the air, Lin Chou's suddenly arrogant voice was thrown all over the floor,
"If God had not given birth to someone like me, I would have plowed the road for eternity like a long night!"