Chapter 410: : Do not play people who are not qualified to have a name

In the void, is a punching death equal to complete death?
Do not!
not equal to!
Because of various resurrection spells, various resurrectional instruments, various resurrection potions, and even various reborn physiques, it is too difficult to level a punch.
The void is the equipment is king... This sentence is always correct, and no one has proved that it is missing.
and so.
In a burst of flickering light, the number of nine adults killed by the shadow of the world has been resurrected. Most of the real dead are beasts, and there are brave and beastless beasts. Masters usually have life-saving programs and are not so easy to die. Some of the strength gaps are too far to live, the power is far beyond the critical point, even the messages of the soul and nature are squandered, and the resurrection can not be resurrected.
The heroes reappeared and they should have been morale.
but.
The scene is still dead.
Even said that these people are now afraid to breathe even the atmosphere.
At this time, the giants who watched the battlefield also silently lost their minds, and they thought that they had too many things wrongly estimated. On the surface, this punch has no effect, only some of the beasts are cleared, and the Master of the Master can still join forces to suppress. In fact, the idiot knows... the shadow can make a punch, and it can blast a second punch.
Take the resurrection potion and the resurrection tool to compete with the fists of others?
Fools know that they must lose.
It is now obvious that this is not a level of competition, and the gap between the two sides is too far.
Everyone is weird.
Before the battle of Shanhai, the first saint was around 50 rings. In three or four years, when he asked the instructor of the old demon school, it was estimated that he had already surpassed the hundred rings, and that a single field had a 'ten weight' field.
Doubled in three years.
Hundred rings.
Ten areas.
It can be said that this is the highest limit that everyone can estimate. Going high, it is impossible to think about it.
But what is the situation now?
A good part of the hunters are more than three hundred rings, and the highest even has more than 900 rings, just not crossing the one thousand ring. Coupled with the vast number of empty beasts, they are less skilled but more powerful. Compared with the first saint, the side of the hunting is still fully equipped, and the highest may even play the fighting power of more than 1,000 and two thousand rings.
Such a group of people, the number is as much as the sea sand ... just a punch is 90% less.
Can a hundred rings be made?
Do not.
Absolutely impossible!
"Tang Shidao is more than one hundred rings, and one thousand rings are not limited." The giants outside the field whispered, and one of their most worried things may have happened.
"Three thousand more than a thousand rings... oh..." Some giants lamented softly.
They are not worried about how much power is in Tangshi.
They are not worried about the accumulation of climbers.
They only worry about a person who will 'fly', just like the monster that has raised a thousand rings in the past three years.
Oling.
Mad god.
Or the Queen of the Stars.
They used to be rising stars, but they all surpassed all the predecessors at the fastest speed and flew to a height that the old ancestors could not look up to. When I thought about it, Oring said this: People who rely on accumulation and enhance their strength are stupid. The real powerhouse, how much power is there.
Everyone who said this sentence can laugh at him, but Oring can't say it.
Because, Austrian can really be like this.
The first saint Tang Shidao raised the 100 ring from the 50 ring in a few years is a genius in the genius. It is an extraordinary improvement that shocks everyone. However, such progress is still within the 'reasonable range'. It has been normal and unreasonable to upgrade from 50 ring to 1000 ring in a few years now.
According to the calculation, this is the speed of adding a ring in one day.
No one can do it.
In addition to the original Olympics, even the Queen of the Stars can not do when they first enter the holy world. Mana can borrow the void, but the field needs savvy. No one can realize a spell in a day and then turn it into a field. Therefore, there are two possibilities for the achievement of the First Saint: First, he is an explosion of years of accumulation. Second, he is the kind of person that everyone is afraid of.
Everyone hopes to be an explosion of years of accumulation.
If the latter...
Ha ha.
When the spirit appeared in the same year, what was the feeling inside everyone?
The feeling is like that in a plain prairie, the lion leopard, the rhinoceros, the bull and the deer, and other animals live in an orderly manner. Suddenly, a baby of Tyrannosaurus emerged... This is the inner feeling of everyone in that year.
"Is it an unreasonable monster?" The side of the scarecrow, the spherical shadow is also sighing, I don't know what I am thinking.
the other side.
The Queen of the Stars and the four heads of the army were silent.
This punch proved a lot of things, the simplest one... Everyone estimated the speed of the practice of Tang Shidao.
At this time, on the battlefield.
Tang Shidao just stood still, and there was no movement. The shadow of the world was no action after a punch.
but.
He does not move, and everyone does not dare to move.
He did not say that everyone did not dare to speak.
The situation is so different, one person, facing the general enemy of the ocean, the latter is stunned by some invisible threat. It looks like a group of lambs stared at by the tigers. They can only wait quietly for the fate of judgment.
Do not dare to attack.
Do not dare to defend.
Not even dare to run away.
The giants watching off-site are incomprehensible. I don't know how far this kind of 'fear' is, and they estimate that there is definitely more pressure than a punch. At this time, only the people present were aware that this feeling is like being an ant, but there are dozens of suns lit by them.
Life and death are disillusioned, only between each other.
They don't want to escape.
They know... can't escape! Compared with Tang Shidao himself, the shadow of the punch is even more terrible!
In the dead.
"Hehehehe, Tang Xiaoge, is it better to give the old man a face? Don't be embarrassed about these 'small people who are not qualified to have a name'? Come, long time no see, let's talk." In the absence of the public, an ordinary old man voice It sounds.
An old man wearing a pharmacist robe.
An expressionless martial art.
The two seem to be walking.
It seems to be flashing. Just after a sentence, people have come to the position of Tang Shidao.
"Old bottle master, dumb Mr., you know that you will come." After seeing two acquaintances who haven't seen for a long time, Tang Shidao gave a slight welcome and said: "Since the old bottle master said, the younger generation must listen. However, the old The bottle master said that it was a little slower. Those who have just resurrected the boxing may not be able to live. They have already..."
Before the end, the resurrected people who were nervous to the nerves suddenly burst into black flames.
They were terrified to cast their own self-rescue, but the black flame was like a fire.
Exclaimed.
One by one, the resurrection became a fire group, and only a few people could barely protect themselves. Most people screamed and screamed. Some people burned quickly and then resurrected, and the black flame still did not go out, like the bones.
"Let's roll it." The old bottle prompts, and going back to find your master may still save.
Don’t mind Tang Shidao:
The old bottle master...

"Call me the old bottle, where come so much polite. Call him dumb, he doesn't need your courtesy." The old bottle also likes to interrupt others.
"Well, old bottle, dumb, I am waiting for you."
"Well, I want to fight?" The old bottle smiled.
At this time, waiting for the opening of Tang Shidao, dumb but slightly pointed to the finger, only refers to the shadow of the world.
The meaning seems to be saying: You still can't, that shadow can.
Tang Shidao was slightly surprised and felt that dumbness was stronger than before. But this is awkward...Tang Shidao gently shook his head and said: "No, I want to play with you personally. If I am still a little bit, I will wait for you to wait."
"Why doesn't it work? Is it your summoner?" asked the old bottle instead.
"No, it is me. I can't explain it to you, but I don't want to borrow that power and mute." Tang Shidao did not say too much.
"Understood." The old bottle nodded: "You deliberately wait for ten days to wait for us... um, in fact, you still want to take a look, is there anyone in this group of scum who dares to 'hard 闯' first station? The result is not, Very disappointed, you didn't need the black and white world just now, because you think they are not qualified to die in the black and white world. Oh, do you want to leave this power to dumb?"
"Yes." Tang Shidao nodded.
After becoming a mage, dumbness is the first person to 'learn' himself. That punch, you must personally return it.
And, to greet the best gift.
"You have confidence, confidence that this black and white world is the best gift? Well, the old alchemist does not understand you as a warrior. It doesn't matter, dumbness can wait. Since you believe that the black and white world is the best gift, he must Will wait for this big meal. Right, dumb?"
Dumb nodded.
Suddenly, it refers to the eyes of Tang Shidao.
The old bottle glimpsed and smiled again: "I almost didn't pay attention, Tang Xiaoge, your eyes are very good, no longer confused?"
Tang Shidao smiled and asked: "Old bottle, what do you mean by this?"
The old bottle smiled: "I always feel that you are very wary. It seems that there are a lot of secrets on the body. It is very preventive to anyone. Now, your eyes are much brighter, there is a kind of... how to describe it, um, it is like you can see through everything. This kind of indifferent, I really doubt that you are an old tree."
Tang Shidao only smiled and said: "Well, it is not confused, and the power likes how to use it."
"Very good, no more confused. Dumb, is it better to have a warm-up match?"
Dumb and listen to the slightest, and another fist.
a punch.
Without the power of the bombardment, a translucent figure was blown out, exactly the same as the dumb form.
"Shenguang dazzle?" Tang Shidao wondered what this skill is.
"Okay, how?" The old bottle replaced the speech.
Tang Shidao nodded gently.
I don’t know if this is a dumb force, but it’s definitely a battle.
The enemy groups are half dead and half retired.
At this point, the people who secretly watched have not left. It’s not awkward, and the ‘black and white world’ is once again covering the entire area. The shadow of the world and the shadow of the next life are not in the battle, only standing next to the old bottle and dumb.
Tang Shidao does not use other forces, but only fights with colorlessness.
Simple and simple, colorless on the martial arts secret skills.
Phantom is also welcome.
Inducted to Tang Shidao's gesture, it flashed to the front with ‘transient step,’ and the strong fist of Chen Xing broke straight. The punching action does not have any muddy water, and does not waste a little extra force. It makes people feel that all its power is concentrated on the fist, and the others are virtual.
Tang Shidao raised his fists and slammed, and the earthquake retreated 100 meters away.
Even with the illusion of dumbness, the current colorless and intact body strength is still a little bit worse.
but.
After a punch, the phantom did not pursue. Because its arm is stained with a colorless flame, the arm is slowly cracking.
More and more.
Ning soul net.
Phantoms apply two techniques, the treatment dispels and increases resistance.
Waiting for action, it finds that it has been locked by countless bullets... colorless bullets, the same skills that can be used without black holes. Moreover, its size can be controlled at will. As a result of Tang Shidao, a large number of colorless ‘gun’ bullets were drenched.
at this time.
Phantom made a strange movement, obviously the action of the instant step, but it is the attack effect.
Flashing in an instant.
Half a breath will smash all the colorless bullets.
"The derivative technique of the instant step, the speed of the light. Tang Xiaoge, the spell can be derived, the skills of the monk secret can also generate new skills, you do not care." The old bottle whispered.
"Thank you." Tang Shidao nodded.
The colorless bullet that was blasted at this time turned into something else: a fog that was colorless and eroded.
One after another.
No one is dominant.