Vol 2 Chapter 1313: Yan Mo's unwillingness

Xu Yichen quickly took the place of the Azure Dragon Yanyue Knife player. The opponent looked up at Xu Yichen, didn't say anything, wiped his sweat and left.
"I'm actually not that curious. Is there a safer place for observation?" Zhao Ji looked around. If the manager leaves, he will definitely leave with him.
The manager did not speak, and made a gesture to Zhao Ji, hit the red button again, and the whole room began to return.
Zhao Ji hurriedly left with the other party, and at the same time, a light fell on Xu Yichen's head. In order to facilitate the players to quickly kill the wronged souls, there are permanent alchemists here to add the sacred attribute BUFF to these players.
Of course, there is actually a batch of weapons with purification properties that can be provided to players. However, the players who have recently leveled up here are all good guys who are almost a little upgraded.
Xu Yichen stomped his feet. The five-square-meter floor centered on him was covered with metal grilles with gaps. He was adapting to the sense of strength.
"Please try to eliminate the evil spirits within the range of the metal grille. We need to collect the black dust scattered after the death of the evil spirits." The manager's voice echoed in the space, and white lights were lit up again.
At the same time, the familiar individual of the evil spirit appeared from the open, rushing in with a look of resentment!
Xu Yichen moved his wrist, feeling a little bit nostalgic, and then he activated the [War Disaster] Great Sword.
In this confined metal space, the roar of the [War Disaster] Great Sword’s engine reverberated continuously, resounding throughout the entire space!
The demon hunter whose eyesight has been strengthened can see through the darkness behind the injustice tide, the colored glaze statue of Yan Mo's body is locked in place by a dozen thick chains, maintaining a kneeling posture.
As if sensing Xu Yichen's gaze, the statue of Yan Mo raised his head, looking at Xu Yichen with a face without facial features, suddenly showing an angry expression!
The souls seemed to be stimulated by something, and they began to charge, and also made a roar that they had never made before!
The Demon Hunter stretched out an index finger towards Yan Mo and shook it left and right, expressing the meaning of'you can't do'.
As mentioned before, the main building of the Yanmo Club is in the shape of a pentagram, corresponding to five inverted triangle-shaped rooms. Up to five players can be leveled here at the same time. When Xu Yichen enters the field, there will be another Three players are here to raise the level.
Today's Yan Mo is relatively weak, and at the same time four players squeezed its potential.
And now, the other three players have discovered that the number of unearthed outlets that constantly spawned monsters has begun to sparse, and a large number of unearthed spirits have begun to move to Xu Yichen's square, and the densely packed unearthed spirits have almost filled the entire space between the pentagrams.
The alchemists who were in charge of maintaining the seal realized that the consumption of mana stones increased rapidly, and the seal began to become unstable.
"What's the situation?" A certain VVVVVVIP member who has an annual card here, the Archdruid put down the magic gun in his hand with some doubts. This weapon is a legendary weapon specially made for his convenience.
"There has been a small accident, you can rest for a while." The staff closed the Archdruid's room.
After the temporary failure of the god-making plan, the archdruid occasionally went online to practice his level to prepare for the next start of the god-making plan. With the help of the nation, he has risen to more than thirteen levels, nearly Fourteenth level.
The archdruid, who is quite Buddhist, quickly sat next to Zhao Ji, began to drink tea leisurely, and nodded kindly to the other party. He recently had a topic in his hand, and he didn’t go online very much. To this aboriginal emperor No impression.
On the contrary, Comrade Emperor remembered him, the old man who developed the agricultural druid almost changed the foundation of the entire empire, so that everyone can eat and drink, and there will be no more famine.
"Wish you long live, long live." His Majesty the Emperor respectfully handed a cup of tea to the Archdruid, causing the other party to smile with embarrassment.
Then neither of them drank the cup of tea.
Xu Yichen started the crazy killing mode, and he was almost instantly overwhelmed by the wrong soul. The last time he was killing these things, he was in a dream state to really hurt this wrong soul, and now, the BUFF on him makes the [War Disaster] Great Sword Exudes the sun-like light.
Of course, there is also [Pure Fire], which is specifically aimed at the chaos talent, which also causes extraordinary damage to the evil spirits.
Behind the birth of Yan Mo was the shadow of chaos, otherwise it would be impossible to shape this kind of strange thing by relying on the power of the sky fire burning city.
The silver flames erupted like a volcanic eruption with Xu Yichen as the center. The serrations of the [War Disaster] sword revolved rapidly, cutting the black figures into pieces.
"Soul fragments that taste like wax, worthless!" Terror snarled dissatisfiedly: "Let me taste...wow...wow...it really smells like weird!"
On Xu Yichen's retina~EbookFREE.me~, one after another news of the increase in experience points is refreshing.
Liuli Yanmo's expression kept changing, switching between frustration and anger, and some fragments of Wangxiangcheng continued to emerge.
"Now Song State is different. You open the door and let it go home, and see how we clean it up!" It was a bald voice.
"Because of the death of those four million people, you feel guilty and dare not face it in the direction of kneeling. Do you suppress this evil thing with such thoughts?" This was another bald voice.
The last picture is the big bald head who has been with him for hundreds of years, looking at it happily, and shouting: "Get out!"
Yan Mo's face without facial features condenses a pretty handsome face, but the expression is bitter and hatred, which represents the resentment of four million people who have died in vain!
One after another, shadowy souls emerged from Liuli Yanmo's body and charged towards Xu Yichen. They must make the Tang Dynasty pay the price!
The club manager looked at the unprecedented change below and quickly notified the people below: "Go and notify Master Li and Master Zhang!"
Master Li is the legendary monk who suppressed Yan Mo in Yuannan and chased him back all the way, and Master Zhang is the legendary alchemist who is on duty in Bianjing today.
The manager is not worried about Xu Yichen's life or death, he is worried that Liuli Yanmo will have an accident like this precious strange thing, this thing is a treasure!
"I remember that I have something else to do today, so I will leave first." Zhao Ji said hello politely and turned around to leave.
"Don't worry, the old monk will keep you safe here, and watch it with peace of mind!" The legendary old monk did not know when he had appeared here: "I see what trouble the Peacock King can cause today! Humph!"
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