Chen Shaobai breakthrough to quenchijīng gas quadruple, although there is no j and ng studied law way, but he can also understand a lot of unclear things before. When he glanced at it, he saw that the plaque breath was not really inherited from the ancient wilderness, but the gold-plated secret silver Xuan copper cooperated with mana perfusion to refine the array deliberately.
This plaque has the flavor of a jewel, but it has no real power.
Like this psychedelic means everywhere in the city, it is not like this gate plaque. Chen Shaobai’s spirit force has been able to shrink freely again. He gently passed the tentacles of J and jīng God in the city of Haiti and found seventy-two similar ones.
That is to say, there are seventy-two treasures that smell like objects-they have the ability to suppress breath and do not have real attack power.
Don’t underestimate this. Even if the master of refining in the Yuan world has been in existence, it will take 300 years to spend a lot of precious materials to create such a complicated "fake treasure"
The underground world follows the laws of the jungle, bloody and straightforward. It is very common to find the right road and spleen, even if the demon king kills and plunders. Murphy’s noodle line is a quenching five-fold demon king. Although he has lived for many years and gained a lot of savings, it can also be regarded as the middle level of the double demon king in purgatory. If he doesn’t get some small means to render himself mysterious, he will even quit.
"Isn’t it much better to really have that luxury and concentrate on practicing?" Chen Shaobai smiled and shook his head and sighed that Murphy had gone astray.
A few days ago, Ri, although he couldn’t move, was breathing. He gathered himself from Shangguo Fengzhou through faith, and the incense beads were scattered in Ali’s body. He was sure that he could perceive something wrong with the other party.
Somehow faith didn’t bring negative feedback, saying Ali hadn’t been hurt and he wasn’t in a hurry.
The left and right rows of the south gate of Haiti are filled with mighty and high-altitude guards, and all of them are full of extraordinary breath. Some hell demons are filled with power and prestige. Ordinary people will immediately be scared to be soft-footed. The doormen in the underground world are all of this quality. Once the war between the two worlds breaks out, it is conceivable that the Yuan world will lose many lives and casualties.
Chen Shaobai yesterday, Ri concise life, the world also made a great merit to save hundreds of millions of lives. Now he still doesn’t know to leave it to Ri to repair, jīng gradually he will understand it.
"And live! Yu, those who enter this city must pay 300 pieces of magic crystal! " Two big, burly, 10-foot-tall humanoid creatures took a step at the same time, and they disagreed with each other.
The tacit cooperation between the two shows that they have been rehearsed for tens of millions of times-or killed thousands of fat sheep.
Chen Shaobai’s breath is gathered, and he can still be well dressed without mana. It is obvious that the wealth of the outer city is not the same as that of the village, so there is no such store.
"oh? A few days ago, Ri heard Ali say that there are three magic crystals entering the city except the main city. These guys turned it over for me a hundred times in one bite? Gee … This is the real lion’s mouth … "
Chen Shaobai watched with interest as two guards with strange thoughts flashed in their eyes and wondered what they were thinking.
Seeing that he doesn’t talk, the two guards are afraid of causing trouble, so the arrogance is getting more and more arrogant. "Come to our Haiti City and you have to abide by the rules of Haiti City! It’s a pity that you’re so beautiful, but you’re not a woman. Otherwise, like the little fox half a day ago, you can let Master Poirot pay taxes himself. Hey hey … "
Hearing this, the guards around looked at Chen Shaobai with sympathy and burst into laughter.
If Chen Shaobai is really afraid of this, he will be ashamed to throw away his money and hide his face.
But after all, he is not a wan ku, but a real quenching gas. Even in the double purgatory, the strong man can dominate the city and be a demon king.
Chen Shaobai narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned out with one hand upside down. "Are these enough?"
They followed the source to see a white girl’s palm like a boudoir, and then something else.
"Little you fool us!" The two lion-mouthed doormen immediately became furious like two angry males and bears, and it seemed that they were going to hurt people when they stepped out one step.
But their hands just stretched out half an inch away as if they had been struck by lightning, and dozens of other guards looked at Chen Shaobai dumbfounded and gasped at the same time.
Psst …
At that time, it became very quiet at the south gate.
Whether it’s a guard or a magician, he stared at Chen Shaobai’s hand suspended in pieces with a concentration that was so high that the "magic crystal" could not help swallowing saliva.
These magic crystals can maintain their cultivation and vitality for months, which is a natural treasure for these demons!
Looking at these guards performance Chen Shaobai suddenly some lack of interest.
This so-called magic crystal is just a manifestation of the world travel ShaQi and magic gas together, which is a kind of poison for the vast majority of human beings, but it is essential for the demons to survive every day.
Because … here, the magic gas in Wan Li area of Fiona Fang has been drawn to the rest of the villages in the undersea city. The magic gas is extremely thin and the roots are not enough for the training center. If it is not replenished for a long time, even some cultivated mana will "starve to death" alive.
The reason for all this is naturally Murphy, the Lord of Haiti.
"Monopoly really is the means of profiteering … one hundred pieces of Lingshi can’t be exchanged for cherishing Lingcao. Here, a piece of Lingshi magic crystal can be exchanged for this Murphy … it’s really business-minded …"
Chen Shaobai’s admiration for Murphy at the thought of these raccoons’ hard work and warmth vanished. He looked at these guards coldly and found that hundreds of pedestrians and guards around him were more or less stained with ghosts and evil spirits, and the corners of their mouths cracked with a strange radian. "If you want it so much, then I will send it to you."
Say Chen Shaobai with a youjīng j and ng divine power from the virtual pure magic crystal suddenly burning purple flame.
Y and n cold wind blows gently, and the fire suddenly soars a hundred times like a statue of an ancient monster beast, cholera, three realms of flames licking back and forth, and soon the whole Nancheng will be burned to the original state.
All the magic weapons and guarding magic weapons are the city gate plaques, which have been refined into the purest matter and energy and led to the chaos clock.
Chen Shaobai doesn’t need to be as careful about everything as before, even the Xuan y and n fire devours energy, for fear that heterogeneous energy will bite itself. The world with life extracts materials to suppress heterogeneous energy, and Ziyan can devour everything at will. He kills the enemy and the mana source rises to make up for himself.
All these demons can be absorbed without considering impurities now.
In an instant, hundreds of evil spirits died in the hands of Chen Shaobai.
He doesn’t feel guilty.
These magic hands have the lives of the living, and they are tyrannical, y and n. Instead of karma, they have merits.
After all, the environment is so big that not all demons are as lucky as Ali, and they can be adopted by hermits and high people to keep a free heart.
Just as Chen Shaobai was preparing to invite the magic sound of wartime to come from Fang and ring in his mind.
"Where did the little devil dare to be presumptuous in my Haitian city? ！” to be continued
Chapter two hundred and thirty-nine Little devil
Chapter two hundred and thirty-nine Little devil
Chapter two hundred and thirty-nine Little devil
Polo, the young master of Haiti City, lives a very comfortable life and has the strength of quenching the air. He may become a demon king in purgatory, but he has not made the choice of "better the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix"
In his view, that statement is just that the weak give themselves psychological comfort. Only in a more competitive environment can he stimulate his potential. He will continue to progress, progress and progress in the secret realm of quenching gas until he realizes the secret of immortality in the fairyland of God.
Every brother who quenched his breath has his own ambition, and the god of cultivation is Poirot, who looks forward to the world’s chaos but doesn’t know the body, purgatory, dragon, and every ravine can extract the other side, Yuan Wah, to cultivate himself.
The underground world is a good place. It’s a special place. He sets all kinds of races and sources to take whatever they want. If you want enough strength, you can take it by force without worrying about being surrounded by the right people.
"How comfortable …"
In the main mansion of Haidi City, Polo will divide his face into three parts, and at the same time, he will drive three beautiful women to twist their waists crazily and hit the girls’ sweet buttocks.
"Ah …"
Girls make noises like a night cat’s name is H ū n.
Sweat, flying everywhere, the whole Shaozhu mansion is filled with a smell of erosion.
The reconstruction of quenching gas gave Polo a strong physical quality, and the three women soon reached it in his shock.
But that’s not enough for him to continue to stir up his body and speed up.
Pop, pop, pop …
Rhythmic impact gives off a burst of decadent sound, and a wave attacks the body and washes the soul.
"Baby, I’m going! Give me your spirit, your flesh and everything! "
Polo’s face is full of fanaticism. Se, with a deep roar, hits the crotch three penis dozens of times quickly, and at the same time, Se liquid with red and white color comes out.
She got three j and jīng pure than female yuan y and n in the girls’ bodies.
The beauties crooned like wild cats in this instant and stopped abruptly. All their yuan y and n were drained, and their eyes became dry and relaxed, and they fell on the bed like pools of rotten meat.
There is no strength to support one’s own actions, no thinking, no desire to live, and even the walking dead are worse.
"Blackie, it’s your turn."
Poirot’s face showed a hint of evil. Se waved and summoned a German shepherd.