Chapter 838: Psychological distortion

"吼~!"

Just as the huge head of Yuan Zhen has already penetrated into the void, countless rattans are once again wrapped around and desperately dragging it.

"噗噗~"

Two consecutive sounds, two lights directly across the open space disappeared into the sky, while the other two but heavy squatting on the body of the Lantern, one hit the tail, one hit the neck.

With two loud bangs, a large number of blue ice rims piled up into a meandering iceberg and then violently exploded. Yuan Zhen slammed from the air and fell to the ground.

Then dozens of kilometers were frozen and immediately blasted. All the giant magicians were waving the staff in the blue ice icy flying in the sky and attacking Yuan Zhen again.

Looking at the situation in the battlefield, Yang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After fighting for a long time, this Lantern has actually lost a lot of vigilance. Under the sudden sneak attack, it did not completely avoid it, especially the one that hit the neck, directly smashed its small half neck, and then Together with the coldness of the cold, the movement of the Lantern Festival is still in a state of rigidity and is drowned by a group of roaring Warcraft and Tree Vine.

A few minutes later, the Lantern Festival, which was still struggling and roaring, did not have any movements. It was lying in the huge ice of the land, like a blood mountain, and a group of mages, at this time, they also put away the magical soul, one by one. Sitting on the floor panting, his hair was scattered, his robe was torn, and his expression was exhausted.

There are also two pyramids, the future is worrying!

Yang Ling fell beside this huge Lantern, just like a small ant looking up at a mountain, but his heart was bitter.

He can't imagine what level of Lanterns will appear in the next two pyramids. Even if there is no emptiness of the Lantern, there is only one more sacred sacred god, and rely on himself and the giants in front of him. The Mozu can't resist it, and this possibility is almost 100%.

So he opened the communication light curtain again and selected the Yuzizi.

In any case, he took the old man to help, but then the fruit was unpredictable.

Soon the image of Yuxu appeared in the center of the light curtain. At this time, he was still sitting on the seal altar. There were eight compasses floating around his body. Numerous strange symbols were constantly flashing in the air, and the whole altar was Both are wrapped in the middle.

"Yuzizi seniors, you must come to help the next pyramid!" Yang Ling said a few times and said seriously.

The jade meditation in the meditation opened his eyes very impatiently and said: "Don't bother me, I won't shoot if there is no virtual reality, and I have reached a critical point here, maybe I will unlock the seal soon!"

Yang Ling stunned for a moment, and couldn't wait for the volley to smother the dead old man, and said with a black face: "We only have the last two pyramids. If you shoot, we will solve the battle soon. You have to crack the seal. Some are time, and you promised to be driven by me within a hundred years. Do you want to go back?"

Yu Xuzi silently said: "As long as the virtual environment does not appear, the group of demons can fully cope, and we say that our human races and demons have not stood up since ancient times. If they are all dead, I will definitely shoot!"

"You..." Yang Ling almost squirted out of the old blood.

However, Yu Xuzi did not care about him, but continued to say coldly: "This group of demons have not tried their best now, but they have all retained, and the most powerful means of the Mozu have not been displayed, if these Mozu If the magical soul is merged with the magical creature, even if it is a virtual world, there is a battle force..."


Really?
Yang Ling’s surprised chin almost fell.

"Hey, the Terran and the Mozu have been killed for hundreds of millions of years. Their means are not what you see now, and they really force them to go nowhere. They can also blew the magic species, a demon of the gods, and spurt themselves. It is comparable to the monk in the virtual world, even if the planet will burst, or according to their number, it has long been killed by the Terran, the spiritual environment is easy to get, the virtual environment is hard to find, the Terran cultivation is only possible for thousands of years. Stepping into the virtual world, and rushing into the virtual world, is almost the apex. It is harder to rush into the jade, and they can kill a human being in a virtual world. This is the most important one. Reason... Go, if you are in danger, I will shoot immediately!"

I go! Yang Ling was completely forced, and after he closed the communication for a long time, he slowly returned to the country.

Looking at a group of giant sorcerers in front of the clothes, Yang Ling continued to recite the words that Yu Yuzi had just said in his heart.

How does he look at this group of trolls, not as terrible as the Yuzizi said, maybe they will have a great improvement in combat power after desperate efforts, but there must be great side effects, just like using Yufuyuan The same.

However, Yuzizi now has a great hatred attitude towards the Mozu Protoss and the Lingzu, so he will not be in the heart of this group of demons, and he will not be able to die as soon as possible.

This dead old man is so perverted! My heart is too dark!

Yang Ling felt that he had seized the idea of ​​Yu Xingzi. In his eyes, all the demons were enemies who did not share the sky.

However, what does this have to do with me?

Yang Ling screams, even if the Mozu kills the human world, but the people who are with the Earth can't beat the side, and they don't have a little bit of relatives.

What's more, this group of wizards are all good, and the five days of the demon are still their own servants, not only can not die, but also have to live alive and kick, and then charge for themselves, or rely on themselves, the future is simply dark .

I thought of these ~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Ling completely threw the words of Yuxuzi behind him, a hatred of the Tujia genocide, and was suppressed by the Mozu for tens of thousands of years. Thoughts have long been stunned by hatred, and the mentality is seriously distorted. People, his words are not worthy of trust, not to mention, this dead old man has twice counted himself, is definitely not a good person.

It was half a day passed, and suddenly there was a shock in the space. I saw a mega-meter-high gourd emerging from the void, and then disappeared without a trace. Then I saw the colorful babies swallowing the sky. The air fell, the breath was a bit scattered, but the spirit was not bad.

The big gourd nodded to Yang Ling and then threw him a white light group of basketball. Yang Ling was also polite. He took the light group in his hand with a wave of his hand.

This is the brain of the great spiritual resurrection of the gods. For Yang Ling, after purification, it is very good to replenish the spirit and replenish the soul.

And just as he got the brain, a red, black and two shadows roared in the distance, almost in the blink of an eye, a big red worm rushed to him, then kneeling in front of him A pair of horrible big eyes, pitifully watching the light group in his hand began to roll and sell Meng, the ram continued to fall down, and the two eggs also turned around him, watching Yang Ling’s hands, The tail is shaking fast, and the mouth is still lingering. (To be continued.)