Lao Wang was covered with the three layers of Wuhua, which were integrated into Hunyuan, and was washed down like a waterfall. The arbitrary power that descended, the flowing evil fire, and the absolutely accurate and elegant dimensionality reduction effect like a gravity gun actually gave people a definite association like an Aesolye burn.

Boom ~

The ground was smashed into a flat fault by the void, with no smoke and dust rising everywhere, only bursting silently, and only oppression that surpassed everything as solidified.

【Injustice】

Race: Original demon clan, basic life definition offset, *state alienation, *state alienation, life-like body, fantasy bloodline, *base life-based body

Length:x

Weight:x

life:?

physical strength:?

strength:?

agile:?

Status: Eight alienation stage 6 (infection, stripping, distortion)

Ability: Retrospective Realm, Scale of Soar

This is the big toad panel identified by Li Cang when he cleared all the unknown force fields and confusing energy winds in the arbitrary field.

Unexpectedly, only one race information is considered relatively comprehensive. With the knowledge of the magician, you can naturally tell that those who have been dropped should be-

Beast-like alienation, alienation, island-based life form.

To be honest, the standard attribute value does not make much sense in this kind of thing, that is, your agility is higher than it and stronger than it, what can you do, can you beat it or run away?

"Hiss..." Lao Wang was like an egg stuck. It took three minutes to get up from the ground with trembling force, grinning and grinning: "I'll go, my mom is not as good as slapping your Burning Wind..."

"Silver-sampled gun tip!"

"Cha, I said you are a real ancestor, so I'm so embarrassed. You said that you're just a glass turret that's right?"

"Why?" Li Cang hooked his fingers boredly, and his big magic wand performed a series of lively and joyful scenes in the air, with blood connected like an arm and finger: "Why are you still standing there? Go, aren't you trying to show your true nature and show your Wang family's heroism?"

"Zhong!"

"Yeah, the whole family of bells split into songs to spread their minds!"

"I'm damn?"

However, it is indeed a matter of a fool who can get involved in this time. The old man said it was very exciting, but this guy was not really stupid. Hey, hissing, thundering, and he didn't have any moves at all.

“Eight alienation?”

“Eight alienation!”

Li Lace narrowed her eyes and stood behind Li Cang's back, which was as limiting as the law of the world: "We know that there are only evil soldiers eight times, right?"

Li Cang nodded: "Although multiple alienation does not absolutely mean combat effectiveness, I still think that theoretically, the number of alienation of native alienated blood races cannot be too high. Praying is the simplest way to add a limit to the bell—"

"What do you mean is that this big toad has the ability to pray independently?"

"The biennial divine text is universal to all humans. It may not necessarily be able to analyze its meaning if it is alienated...." Li Cang tsk: "You have to be flirted with human subordinates. If you are fighting with this kind of thing, it is a deal that can be killed by one. If you have a bad heart and a long-term look, you will open up a way for them if you have sex. After eating the defendant and eating the plaintiff, will it not be fragrant?"

Li Lace's eyes were like looking at a scumbag, who was invincible.

At this time, the dispute between the big toad and the projection of the power of Ipoztel had entered a white-hot stage. The evil demon no longer cared about his body, which was severely damaged by the power of the world line, and a strange power fluctuation began to be released from around it.

Wow~

The warm and shallow movements washed the entire airspace like a tide. The back of the toad seemed to have passed through thousands of years of wind and frost in an instant. Every time the tide crossed, the rain, snow, wind and frost were disorderly and clearly presented to everyone. Those parasites and those immortal scavengers were like microorganisms under the high-speed camera, breaking up and falling in love and killing each other. The past day and night are still in front of you today, and it is full of vitality and everything is in full swing.

It can be seen that whether it is real or illusion, whether it is memory or reality, these two aboriginal people, even Hei Teng, are quite adapted to the strange living environment on the toad. On the contrary, despicable foreigners such as Li Cang Li Lace just took a few glances and started to look at them.

Li Cang suddenly reached out and held Li Lace's shoulder: "Uh...I...I want to vomit a little..."

Li Lace sniffed her teeth and touched Li Cang's abdominal muscles, with lustful ups and downs: "Oh, young master, it's a happy pulse~"

Lao Wang: "Hao~"

I can't stand it, I can't stand it at all. Suddenly, it's a bit difficult to resist. It's probably because the straight man can't stand this abstract style of zero-sum game.

No one cares about these irrelevant details, but the Big Toad's memory skills did not pull them into the so-called memory world after scoring twice this time. Instead, the part of the mine No. 1 and 2 that was infected by the projection of the power of Ipoztel showed a sharp abnormal response.

It was a disorder and collapse that could not be described in words. The part of the evil spirit demon itself eroded by the power of Ipoztel seemed to be divided into hundreds of thousands and millions of split-angle shots. Each memory fragment jumped repeatedly between reality and illusion. The concepts of time and space were repeatedly rewritten, and even seemed to have disappeared.

Ipoztel's power invaded the "existence" and "nothing" on the timeline between "existence" and "non-existence", and continued to jump. The scene of chaos to the heartburn finally made Li Cang vomit out a mouthful of bile and stomach acid.

Very good. Now Li Cang seems to be able to understand why this toad does not have decent advanced wisdom. He can even pull him into the group and abstract it to him to pick a set of the most outrageous memory fragments for him. It is definitely not accidental to trick himself into this. The attitude of the evil demon to treat the skill of the world of memory is definitely to provide unprecedentedly rich hardware facilities, but does not provide software, intervention calculation amount and calculation thread. If it dares to get involved, Li Cang's human furnace-style burning may be a relatively beautiful ending for it, and it is a good ending.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! To some extent, this seems to coincide with the logic of the Zerg.

The brain is just an organ, and it is not responsible for computing and thinking, nor is it nobler than insects and grandchildren. Even large groups have never even stored their independent will. They basically only play a relay role.

"this..."

Referring to the current situation, this incredible abstract inference may really have a certain rationality when it comes to Zergs and evil demons. Take Lao Wang as an example. He can use his own head to create the Nanwall. Can't he think with his toes?

Can!

sure!

It's so fucking good!

"Are you staring at me and fucking your father?" Lao Wang opened his mouth and felt fragrant: "Didn't you hold back anything? Let me go quickly!"

"Hao~"

"You are afraid you are not a dog, you are so fucking a dog, what do you want to vomit? If you want to vomit, you can just throw it away, what are you watching me spit?"

"Put it induces vomiting..." Li Lace also felt bad, and her eyes were slightly narrowed: "By the way, these two things are too abstract..."

The repeated erosion of the tides caused the projection of Ipoztel's power to be like a snake in the mountains. When it hits its head, it will reach its tail, and when it hits its tail, it will reach its head, and when it hits it, it will reach its head and tail. The human words are: the invasion of Ipoztel's power is always pulled between the initial refresh point and the completion anchor point, and is in a superposition state where the task has not started and completed tasks.

As an old dominant who can see time and space, Ipoztel may be able to regard this superficial power as a pediatrics, but projection is only a projection after all, and it cannot come to reality at all. In a moment, the terrifying invasion pupils projected by the two mines turned into compound eyes, like a kaleidoscope.

"It's OK..." Old Wang smacked his lips: "Damn the blood-acting line, it's not going to be broken by this turtle... That's a lot of fun..."

It was already quite embarrassing to be beaten by Li Cangli Lace in his power projection world before and was beaten by his heroic and powerful old man Wang. This time, if the revenge plan that came to the door was really put on the big turtle, then Ipoztel would not have to live, it is still alive to be a group trade?

"The sky island has been forced to berth. When can I climb out of the pit?"

"It's 144 hours, but depending on this situation, if we don't get started, it will be possible for as long as possible. If you insist that the power of the track line can drag this turtle away, I can't believe it!"

"Let's go? What's going! Such a fertile land! Such a god-given opportunity!"

"Shut up your broken mouth!"

Pure power confrontation is always the most deceptive. Apart from those rebellious sons, Li Cang's corpse mountains and seas of dogs who could not even climb out of the gate of the Mofang, and was wiped out by the road. The scene was even more powerless than when he was fighting corpses and medicine ghosts.

The only thing he can still count on is the cancerous distortion of himself and a group of rebellious sons. This is the real iron vote store, an existence that can forcibly encircle land in rule-level confrontation.

"Hao~"

Li Cang has no choice but to vomit and have no desire to live.

Lao Wang looked like a thief and a prostitute: "I'm afraid that these two things will have to wait for a while. Teacher Cang, why don't we take a break first?"

"You said, does this demon clan really have an inner alchemy?"

“ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ”

Or if someone can blow the corruption of capitalism into the track, his brain circuit is very different from that of ordinary people. Lao Wang was stunned and finally understood a truth, that is, some truths are destined to be unthinkable, and some people will no longer be missed.

What a ill-hearted demon is not a ill-hearted demon...

The one who is fucking you is that deceptive little goblin!

exist?

Look at Lai Zi!

Lao Wang stomped his teeth and bit his feet: "Just tell me where to start digging, don't be sympathetic to me, I'm the donkey that cultivates the land!"

Li Lace silently retreated behind everyone: "Those who plow the land are cows! Those who pull the mill are donkeys!"

“Is there a difference?”

"No!"

"That's all!" Old Wang raised his legs and stepped onto Da Kunkun: "Teacher Cang and I are living a life of ox and horses. You can find a place to think about how to give birth to ox and horses with our mother!"

Li Lace's face turned green: "It looks quite shoddy, but I didn't expect it to be quite humane. Please remind me!"

“Hey~”

Qiu Goukun cannot even perfectly retain the three-in-one state in this scenario, but Goukun is different. Its creation body does not care at all, or it can be said that it is like a fish in water, its tail swung into the sky, and carried three people on the spot to start a journey of investigating the demon pill.

The immortal scavengers and all kinds of strange parasites are now completely immersive in the memory world of the toad, and they have no time to care about it. Otherwise, the number and immortality of these things alone would be enough for the three of them to drink a bucket.

The beautiful vision of the magician is based on certain theoretical basis. After all, the gem-like neural nodes have already given him great surprises. Even if there may not be any demon pills, if you find an existence that is more advanced than the neural node, it will be a big profit.

The concrete manifestation of the confrontation between the two abstract existences of the evil demon and Iboztel is the collapse of the mountain edges on the back of the toad, and the volcano erupts. The cracked surface or flesh and blood blooms into cracks. Each path is enough to accommodate the complete body Qiu Goukun swimming in it, let alone the big Kunkun, which is shrinking to about a hundred meters.

Immersive.

He looked at a crack, and there was no hesitation for three people.
To be continued...