Chapter 688: Runaway
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Let Me Game in Peace
- Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
- 1375 characters
- 2021-04-11 10:48:01
Zhou Wen had just approached the battlefield and immediately felt wrong.
Looking at it from a distance, I just feel that Leng Zong is playing the piano, and the Buddha is listening to the piano.
However, when Zhou Wen entered a certain range, what he saw in front of him was completely different. The magic throne of Leng Zongzheng became a terrible magic castle.
With the sound of Leng Zongzheng's piano, one by one the devil flew out of the magic castle, entangled around the Buddha's destruction, and seemed to be trying to lure the Buddha's destruction into the magic castle.
The Buddha was surrounded by the devil. He looked down at his heart, held the beads in his hands, read the scriptures in his mouth, and the light of the Buddha was like a lotus bloom, resisting the temptation of the devil.
Zhou Wen only glanced from a distance and felt that his mind was trembling, and he couldn't help but want to put in the arms of the devil, and there was an urge to dance with the devil.
Zhou Wen's mind was stunned, and she quickly converged, excluding those thoughts.
His will was firm and iron-like. Once he was in the state of concentration, he immediately felt that those illusions had disappeared. There were no demons and deities, and there was no Buddha light lotus. He only saw that Leng Zong was playing the piano for the Buddha to destroy.
Zhou Wen did not go any further. He felt that what he had just seen was definitely not a simple hallucination. The distance was so long that people had hallucinations. If he really entered it, Zhou Wen ’s epic body might not be able to bear it. .
If you do n’t help, and you are killed by your own strength, then it is the death.
"If I could promote the myth myself, I would not have so much scruples, and I wouldn't have to rely solely on the companion pet to fight." Zhou Wen had the intention to promote the myth, but had no clue.
Leng Zongzheng and Jiang Yan are both myths of the contract guardian's promotion, but Zhou Wen does not want to go this way.
This road seems to be the simplest, but the disadvantages are too great. He cannot always fit with the guardian when he lives normally. In case of sudden danger, he may die without the chance of being fit. .
"Is it true that you can only cast spirits?" Zhou Wen was considering whether to follow the path of Wang Mingyuan.
That road is difficult, but it is a myth of true promotion, but the body will become less like humans, closer to other dimensions, and may be rejected by human groups.
"It ’s really hard to be left or right, I ’m going to promote my life to perfection first, and see if there is a third way to go." These thoughts just flashed through Zhou Wen's mind, since it couldn't help Leng Zongzheng, Zhou Wen planned to go back to deal with the monk's clothing skull and golden-winged bird.
The Skull of the Monk without the crystal, its strength has dropped a lot, but the crystal is only an external force. The strength of the wheel of destiny of the Skull of the Monk itself is still there. Compared with the tyrant Bimon, the tyrant is in the frontal collision. Suppressed by the monk's clothing skeleton.
However, the tyrant is too fierce, even if it is suppressed, it is still a dauntless attack, causing a lot of trouble to the Skull of the Monk. Even if it is injured, it will not be too big for a while. danger.
Not to mention the constant harassment of An Sheng and Qing Hong Fei Jian, which also caused a headache for the monk's clothing skeleton, and there should be no problems in a short time.
Zhou Wen went to see the gold-winged bird and the owl listened there. He seemed to be a little embarrassed, like a clumsy bear. He was turned around by the golden-winged bird, but he could not touch the golden-winged bird. The gold-winged bird scratched a lot of scars, although they were all slightly injured, but it made the crickets almost runaway.
"The speed of the gold-winged bird is too fast. How can I help the listener? At my speed, I can't catch up with it. Even if it has a strong attack power, it will not be useful. It will use Dawei King Kong's soul. The bell? But the town soul bell is of a scope, and its effect is useful to both the enemy and us. The words of the dizzy bird and the tadpole stunned don't seem to help the battle very much ... "Zhou Wen was thinking about how to help the tadpole At that time, I saw a furious howl listening, and another earring was broken on the ear.
With the breaking of the earrings, the listening body also undergoes a strange change. This time it has not become larger, but on the first scales on the body, a strange black symbol appears faintly. Those symbols burn black The flame is like the mark of the devil in hell.
谛 Listening to the dark golden body, because of the appearance of the imprint symbol, it seems to be biased toward the dark color. In the envelope of black flames, plus the eyes full of suffocation and tyranny, it looks like a Warcraft rushing out of hell. .
Zhou Wen can feel that the listening emotion has become more irritable and unstable, and there is a crazy trend that almost makes Zhou Wen almost feel the soul connection between him and it.
The golden-winged bird flickered by the bird's side again, but this time, the bird's claws caught the golden-winged bird's legs in an instant.
Huh!
谛 Listening to the strength of her arm, she pulled the gold-winged bird out of the air, hit it the ground, and smashed the golden ground into a large pit.
Then he heard a pair of claws, grabbed the legs of the gold-winged bird, and made a violent roar, and then suddenly tore the gold-winged bird in half.
The gold-winged bird wobbled with gold, his legs were torn apart, and the mysterious symbol on the feathers shivered. It turned back in horror and pecked at him.
But I did not listen at all ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Let the gold-winged bird crack the scales pecked on its head, and the blood flowed, but it was still unknowingly tearing the wings of the gold-winged bird.
The golden light ruptured, the blood collapsed, and the gold-winged bird made a wailing sound. One of its legs was stiffly torn and torn off, making the gold-winged bird struggle more fiercely, tapping its wings to listen to the skull.
I still ignored, and dropped the bird's leg in his hand, grabbed one of its wings, grabbed the leg with one hand, and teared it with the other.
The golden blood splattered with the residual feathers, and the golden-winged bird screamed, but it was useless at all.
Zhou Wen looked at the golden-winged bird in horror. He was torn apart and his wings and legs were torn apart. Finally, even the bird's head was pulled out and dropped directly on the ground.
谛 Listening to the wild roaring sky, like the bloodthirsty devil.
An Sheng had already been stunned. He was the first time he saw such a violent and companion pet. It was not killing, but killing.
Not to mention the companion pet, even in the second dimension, there are few such ferocious existences.
Zhou Wen himself was also shocked. He had seen one earring broken before, and now two earrings are broken. It is so cruel. If six earrings are broken together, I do n’t know how terrible it will be.
Zhou Wen didn't try and didn't want to try. He felt that the connection between him and He listening became extremely fragile, as if he had tightened the fishing line, as if it would be broken at any time.
Attempting to call back to hear, fortunately, I heard Zhou Wen ’s will, and the emotion slowly stabilized. The broken earrings returned to her ears. When I heard Zhou Wen ’s ears, the violent emotion had Disappeared.
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