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Chapter 970 You are dead!

The two people's eyes couldn't help but focus on Lin Moumou. Lin Chou felt that it was a bit square...ah no...a bit flat.

Originally, the gluteus maximus and biceps femoris were stolen inexplicably, and then they were slapped flat on the water, and the calculation unit did not directly change from "piece" to "piece", so they must be considered extraordinarily strong and unyielding.

"Hey, what do you mean by this look?"

The warlock uncle pointed at the streamers transformed into extremely dense metal.

"How about I help you up and you try again."

Lin Chou cursed loudly,

"Get out! You almost broke me into a rag bag and I haven't settled the debt with you yet!"

The warlock shrank his neck,

"Then you can't blame me entirely. If you guys don't have any merit, they still have hard work~"

Lin Chou: "..."

Leng Han: "..."

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻┻━┻┻━┻┻━┻

No wonder you don’t have any friends. If you have friends like this, you will end up killing me.

Boss Lin was so angry that he had a knee-jerk reaction. As a result, there was a series of random sounds, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body.

When the pain hit, Lin Chou felt like a suffocating fish,

"Hiss...ouch...I...Cio..."

The old warlock's eyes were bright and he was clicking his tongue. It seemed that he was imitating Huang Dashan's usual expression [straight pinch of teeth.jpg].

"It doesn't work at all, you liar. Didn't you say that there is a kind of pain that hurts even when you look at it? I really want to feel the pain of a physical creature..."

Well, the warlock doesn't have what normal people call "pain".

He couldn't simulate it, so he was very envious.

This kind of envy is very conspicuous, because the scarlet eyes of the warlock, that is, the two soul fires in the hood have been coated with a layer of golden light. Anyone who has seen the forgiveness basin will have no idea about this kind of "envy".

The emotions are all too familiar.

Leng Han's eyes also flashed, and he bent down,

"Well, if I use 'Midas to Gold' on the ground..."

Leng Han's idea is very simple, just create a piece of gold out of the ground. After all, gold is much easier to deal with than sea bluestone.

The warlock immediately collapsed and stopped Leng Han's movement.

"No, no, no! Never!"

Leng Han said doubtfully,

"What's wrong?"

Lin Chou said gloomily,

"He's afraid that he won't be able to control how much to send after seeing so much gold~"

The warlock tilted his head,

"It's like you can control it."

The warlock uncle said seriously,

"Didn't you say that when the volume of sea bluestone reaches a certain level, there is a natural connection that cannot be broken? If you use Midas on the ground, will it be counted as targeting the sea bluestone mountain as a whole, just like the attack just now?

"

"this..."

Leng Han couldn't help but feel scared. If this situation really happened, there would be basically two consequences:

Either the skill reading fails, and she bears the consequences of the backlash of bloodline power; or the skill reading succeeds, she is instantly drained of everything or even into nothingness by the bloodline ability.

——The sea bluestone mountain range is so huge.

Mingguang has never lacked such examples. It is easy to say that it is easy to say that it is counterattacked, and most of them can save their lives.

But those who have been drained of their bloodline ability, the lucky ones who have not managed to survive so far, can even save the money to go to Qinshan Funeral Home, because there is no corpse to burn.

As a result, one person and one ghost (well, let's call it a ghost) stared at the ground in silence - plus a flat guy who was half-dead and had really evolved from Lin Chou into Mu Mu Qiuxin.

At a loss what to do, the atmosphere fell into depression several times.

"Gululu..."

The two people's eyes glanced over.

Lin Chou said awkwardly,

"Well...the weather is really nice today..."

Don't forget, as a powerful monster known for his physical strength, the nutrients Lin Chou needs to eat to repair his powerful body are also a terrifying unit of weight.

If Lin Chou is not fed and drank as soon as possible, someone may immediately experience what an evolver fears most: such as starving to death.

Mingguang people often say that it couldn't be easier to defeat Mingguang - as long as they can think of completely cutting off external food supply channels.

In just three to five days, Mingguang City will be destroyed without attack.

Of course, this is just a joke among ordinary people.

However, Mingguang really took precautions, such as raising a large number of Black Mountain wild boars and fat-headed pigeons in the agricultural and pastoral areas of the city, which had no demand at all, building four walls to increase the area of ​​land that could be reclaimed for growing food, and so on.

The top management of Mingguang is really, really afraid that one day the evolved people will go hungry, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Lin Moumou himself must not be able to get up and cook a sumptuous lunch. Leng Han looked at the warlock,

"you..."

But the warlock was also looking at her with bright eyes, and used a huge "ヾ(??﹏?)??" to float above his head to increase his momentum.

"you..."

Cherishing each other, silence is better than sound at this time.

Lin Chou said quietly,

"If you can't even make a fire, eating it raw is not something you can't consider..."

The sorcerer looked around,

"Um, can it be cooked on stone? Baked so it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside?"

Lin Chou gritted his teeth and said,

"It's okay to peel it once, but it's too much to peel it too many times."

The warlock uncle said helplessly,

"There are sea bluestone mountains for dozens of kilometers around here. It's rare to see even a blade of grass... Forget it, you're unlucky. I'll pass it back and bring you some..."

"Puff~puff~"

The standard Warlock Master's appearance sound sounded twice in succession.

The magician was furious,

"I said??"

Leng Han had a bad feeling,

"What's wrong."

The warlock squatted there and pondered for a long time, and said uncertainly,

"It seems...Haiqingshi Mountain is interfering with my abilities? I can't spread the message..."

"No wonder, no wonder the coordinates deviated to that extent when I just apparated, more than four thousand meters. What is this concept?"

The warlock was shocked and couldn't speak coherently.

"Let me tell you, since nothing except pure physical means will have an effect on this volume of azurite, then...isn't this just a different kind of magic blocker, just like...just like a

A naturally formed, most primitive version of the 'Forbidden Demon Realm' - this shit is basically a prison to me!"

Lin Chou and Leng Han were stunned.

"Wait a minute, then why does Mingguang's three walls made of sea bluestone never have any effect on you?"

The warlock pondered,

"Perhaps, probably, the resistance is not enough? After all, the spliced ​​city wall is only one-tenth of the effect of the sea bluestone as a whole!"

The warlock uses the "(╥╯^╰╥)" emoticon to express his sad face,

"This warlock doesn't know anything about it, damn, pills!"

...

The empty cave beneath Hai Qingshi Mountain.

The spiritual tide rises and falls like a hurricane, and this spiritual tide seems to be bombarding the cave wall like a substance.

In just one breath, thousands of small living corpse nests on the rock wall completely lost all signs of life.

An indescribable emotion of excitement, pleasure, and ecstasy is clearly conveyed to the minds of every slightly intelligent life form in the cave, and infects the "host" like a virus.

The entire underground space suddenly seemed to be boiling. The excited roars of the living corpses filled the eardrums and shook the rock walls with a buzzing sound.

Even Liu Renjun was no exception. He danced and yelled, and finally he just lay on the ground, banging and rolling on the ground.

Looking at how embarrassed and crazy he looks now, no one will believe that his surname is Liu.

——The surname Fan is the one who was selected for the exam.

Liu Renjun kept laughing wildly and said with difficulty,

"Anzu...Anzu...put it away...put it away...quickly..."

A strange and unpredictable dark shadow slowly stood up from Liu Renjun's shadow,

"Haha, it's dark under the lamp. This is darkness under the lamp. That's it. It's so simple. Hahaha!"

Liu Renjun said in surprise,

"Anzu, why did you show up? Your soul can no longer be exposed to this world. You..."

"No problem!"

The dark shadow resembles the image of a rickety old man. His legs are connected to the ground. The sound of each "walk" is not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of slippery friction like the rolling of viscous liquid.

"I have been paying attention to the movements of the baby dolls above. I never thought in my wildest dreams, hahaha, that I would get such a message!"

Liu Renjun finally recovered from the passive "ecstasy" state just now.

"Anzu, what happened?"

"Didn't you just want to find a way to defeat the warlock?" Anzu's tone was full of relief, "Now you have it."

Liu Renjun: "???"

Suddenly, something similar to an obsidian sculpture "squeezed" out of Anzu's shadowy body. The palm was oval in shape, with a circular texture like an insect chrysalis on it.

Liu Renjun's pupils shrank sharply,

"Sacred object insect slough!"

Anzu nodded, which made his shadow body look a little sticky.

"To be precise, it's the sacred insect slough from Luan Mountain. It's a good thing that makes people's dreams come true. It's ten thousand times more valuable than the one from Wolf City!"

Liu Renjun asked in a deep voice,

"Even Luanshan..."

Anzu waved his hand,

"No, those women in Luan Mountain are the perfect explanation for their lack of energy and salt, but they are also terrifyingly powerful."

"We old guys don't even dare to get close to Luan Mountain. Maybe someone's casual words can make us disappear completely and cease to exist."

Anzu stared at the sacred insect slough in his hand,

"If we can get the original body of the sacred object from Luan Mountain, maybe our pursuit will be successful... It's a pity that after all the hard work, we can only get such a small piece of pseudo-worm slough."

Liu Renjun's eyes wandered and he remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Anzu held the holy object in both hands and recited some kind of "spell" in a strange whisper that was definitely not something a normal human could utter.

Scarlet, complex patterns began to coil around the holy object, flickering and flickering, as if a living creature was squirming and breathing.

Anzu squeezed out another drop of viscous dark red liquid from his palm, like the coagulated blood of some animal.

"Tick tock~"

The liquid instantly soaked into the lines of the holy object.

Anzu said loudly and excitedly,

"Mingguang Warlock will appear here soon."

Click.

The light of the holy object dimmed instantly and split into two halves, then turned into dark brown floating ash and leaked from Anzu's palm.

...

Above the sea bluestone mountain, the warlock muttered something unhappy.

Leng Han left the warlock here to take care of Lin Chou, while he went down the mountain to the primitive forest of Zushan to look for strange beasts that could supplement Lin Chou's nutrition - speaking of it, she could move faster than the warlock who was a spirit and had lost his abilities.

.

The warlock muttered,

"No, it's still abnormal. It's unreasonable. I want to try again."

"Pfft...pff~"

"Pfft...pff~"

"Pfft...pff~"

Lin Chou said helplessly,

"You're still here? Aren't you afraid that if you throw your arms, legs and other parts somewhere else, you won't be able to get them back for a while..."

The warlock vowed,

"The last time, the last time, we will definitely succeed!"

"As a staunch supporter of great science, I will not believe in such a weird excuse that is too forced to be forced! That way I can't even convince myself!"

"Pfft~"

Lin Chou waited for a long time but didn't hear the second sound. He tried his best to tilt his head and look.

"Where are the people???"

The familiar feeling of weightlessness and even the feeling of the spiritual body being dislocated and falling apart are so fresh, refined and comfortable.

The warlock fell out of the portal,

"Ha, I'll just say it! It finally happened - eh??"

Two figures, one black and one white, stood in front of the slightly confused warlock, with their hands behind their backs.

Liu Renjun showed a bright smile, his teeth were as white as snow,

"Hello, life is full of surprises. I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Anzu said sadly,

"Got you!"

The warlock looked around and muttered,

"What a hell, you're poorer than me? It doesn't matter if such a big stronghold doesn't have electricity or WIFI. If there's no electricity, then there's no night pearls? You know, those things are everywhere in the sea!"

He impatiently opened his hood, and the blazing spiritual fire and the silver-flame beauty who looked exactly like Wei Qingyu pole dancing suddenly illuminated the dark and empty underground cave as bright as day.

The objects used by the dancer version of Sister Qingyu as "steel pipes" are the two extremely ferocious horns of the warlock. The dark color is like a abyss and prison, and the thick smoke and steam are distorted to create an aura that is disgusting to all living creatures.

"Bah...baah..."

Under the light of the fire of spiritual power, Anzu's shadow body seemed to have been exposed to concentrated sulfuric acid, emitting black smoke and shrinking sharply. Anzu howled extremely fiercely, got into Liu Renjun's shadow and disappeared.

A huge, red [Funny] appeared above the head of the warlock.

The voice of the Warlock Master did not fluctuate at all, it was cold and ruthless,

"When did a dirty and inferior soul like you start to think that you have the right to look directly at this warlock?"

There was no surging mental storm, no terrifying level of pressure, but Liu Renjun's eyes felt pain as if they were directly burned by the brightest sunlight, and he quickly looked away.

The warlock continued,

"You want to laugh me to death and then inherit my... emmmm... I don't have anything woolen for you to inherit!"

Anzu's voice was trembling,

"Damn it...damn it...you...hehe, Warlock, you don't want to see where this is?"

The warlock stared at Liu Renjun's chest, but the soul fire in his eye sockets did not focus. Instead, he seemed to be looking at Liu Renjun's back through his body.

"Are you an idiot? All space spells have their own dynamic coordinate positioning... Oh, I forgot, you don't even understand the most basic mental power. As for space... ha! I really don't know.

What should I say about things in your state? Ignorant people are fearless, so you want to transform into a half-soul body? What an idiot!"

Anzu choked for a moment, and even the speed of the shadow body slowly climbing up and covering Liu Renjun's back slowed down.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

"Haha, take a good look. This is the interior of the sea bluestone mountain. There is at least several kilometers of sea bluestone on the top, bottom, left and right."

The warlock's soul fire jumped,

"oh?"

Anzu's voice suddenly became impatient,

"What are you pretending to be! Is there any point?"

"Here, none of the magic you are good at can be used! What are you using to fight us? Do you have an overflowing sea of ​​spiritual power?!"

"My little darlings, kill him! Renjun, I will resist his mental power for you!"

"Warlock, this and this place is your burial place!" (To be continued)


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