Fantasy: I am the Villain - Chapter 157
Chapter 157 Standard Standard, Devouring Talent
Chapter 157 Standard Standard, Devouring Talent
Yan Wuxie, who had been tight, retreated immediately, grabbed Mingyu in one hand, grabbed the muse in one hand, stepped on his feet, and retreated quickly.
“Hey!” A flat lawn suddenly flew out a dark shadow. The shadow came out as soon as the shadow came out.
Yan Wuxie pulled out of his heart, wrapped the origin of the source of the source, and smashed it back with the shadow.
“Oh!” Hei Ying was burned by the fire, and he roared back.
Yan Wuxie looked intently. The black shadow showed a humanoid, with a wide mouth, a pair of small hands under the armpit, a pair of fins on the abdomen, the skin was gray -black, and the body of the limbs was dotted with some dark golden fish scales.
The strangest thing is its wound, rotten and smelly, densely covered with the whole body, surrounded by extremely strong dead qi, Yan Wuxie has never seen such a strong dead qi.
“How is it possible?” Muse exclaimed.Looking at this monster, this is those guards.But those guards do not have the ability to reproduce. The second is that the secret situation has been closed from closed to opening.
“It seems that some unknown changes have taken place in the secret situation!” Yan Wuxie carried the wicked ruler, running the town prison fairy Jing, dozens of chains kept flying.
From the touches just now, he knew the power of this monster. It was probably between the three and the four items of the emperor, and it was not strong, but whether there were other forces said separately.
“Kill!” Yan Wuxie rushed up with his heart, and the chain of the prison Xian Jing suddenly wrapped around and tied this monster, but the power of the Great Emperor’s three or four grades was not small.A few.
“Woohoo!” Mingyu sounded the green bamboo song, and a green mask was tightly wrapped in the monster. With the chain of the prison Xian Jing, the monster couldn’t move for a while.
“Drink!” The burning of the burning of the fire and the fire hit the monsters under the driving of your heart.
“Roar!” The monster roared out, realizing that the danger was approaching, and he struggled constantly.
“Zizi!” The fire of the source of the source kept burning, and a dark liquid was constantly emerging from the skin of the monster’s skin to block the burning of the fire.But the fire is the top god fire, and is it possible to block some liquid secreted by a monster?
Soon, the source of the source broke through the protective layer of the monster, penetrated the texture, and suddenly burned the monsters into a pile of gray.
Just when Yan Wuxie saw the monster burning a pile of ashes, he suddenly felt that the back of the back was coming, and the fatal breath value rushed his cervical spine.
Before thinking about it, Yan Wuxie moved forward and rushed forward to escape the attack.
He looked back and saw that the land that was originally stood was burned into an magma, while the two daughters of Mingyu Muse looked at himself in horror.
“Who is your way? Why suddenly attacked me?” Yan Wuxie asked.
The attacker is a man who is shrouded in the black robe. He does not know the men and women. He is a five -product of the Emperor and holds a long flame knife.
Regarding Yan Wuxie’s question, the attacker did not answer. He rushed with a flame knife, and there was a distorted transparent field around him.
This is the field of God, this is the god of the upper border!Yan Wuxie made a judgment as soon as possible. He immediately opened his own secrets of magic, and the magic was spit out.
When the coming is not good, Yan Wuxie has nothing to say. The prison Xianjing is running and the whole body is wrapped. Only in this way can we cut the role of the field of God.
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“Boom!” A fierce collision, Yan Wuxie took a few steps back.
“You are the chaos?”
When entering his field, Yan Wuxie obviously felt his fire, his strength, and his strength was quickly absorbed and swallowed.
Perhaps there are many subordinates in this field, but only the chaos.
“Huh!” The breeze blew through, blowing off the attacker’s hood.But the face of this attacker made Yan Wuxie stunned because it was not a chaos.
Chaoyuan is a fat fat man, and there is a thin skinny skin in front of him.The skin of Chaoyuan is a bit pale, while the skin of this skinny is yellow, black, yellow and black.
“You are not Chaoyuan, who are you? I think I have never offended you?” Yan Wuxie asked sinking.
For a god of gods, Yan Wuxie did not want to offend for no reason, unless he was the son of luck.But it is clear that the system has no prompt, that is, he is not the son of luck.
“谁, who am I? You didn’t offend me?” The attacker laughed miserable. “I don’t know who I am! The good bloodline is gone, there is no taste for anything, and everything is unlucky through the top of the top…. Yan Wuxie, what did you do to me? ”
The attacker, or I was crying, cried, and asked Yan Wuxie with a very scarlet voice to crack the lung geology.
“Are you chaos? You are actually chaos! Why did you become like this? We are still eating together a few days ago! We are still a good friend! Hahaha!”The corner of the mouth was slightly curved, and the yin and yang were weird.
He laughed happily. This cruel guy wanted to eat Mingyu’s soul and wanted to take away his origin. They were endless enemies. It had nothing to do with such enemies.
Yan Wuxie turned to think about the root cause of the status quo of Chaoyuan. A few days ago, he was severely stabbed by himself from behind him, and was deprived of the most precious blood veins by the system. The luck on his body was almost cut.
In this case, it is strange not to be unlucky!
“Yan! None! Evil!” Rong Yuan said, gritted his teeth, and as a god of the upper border, he was so ridiculed by an ant in the lower border, how could he stand?Even if Yan Wuxie’s frustration was not enough to eliminate his hatred.
“Dead!” Rong Yuan rushed again with the flame knife.
And Yan Wuxie, who understood the identity of the attacker, looked at the charging like a fool in the same way as a fool.
“Pap!” Yan Wowao hit a fingers, vomiting two words in his mouth: “Evhalus!”
Yan Wuxie’s body appeared on the dark light, and these light seemed to swallow everything.
“Well!” Yan Wuxie’s devouring talent collided with the fields of chaos. Although he could not devour the chaos, he did not let the chaos swallow affect herself.
when!Wrapped with the origin of the source of the fire and the flame knife was cut together.
The field of devouring cannot be worked, and the flame knife is not as good as the wrath of the fire. Except for the cultivation of the five emperors, there is almost no advantage in Chaosyuan.
After understanding this, Yan Wuxie attacked again.
(This chapter is finished)