Binding National Fortune: Choose The Underworld At The Start, And The Ghosts Will Walk At Night!

: "The difference? What's the use? No matter how strong the artillery fire is, it just makes him split faster!": "He doesn't think that changing the color of the artillery fire can solve the crisis, right?"

: "What is that Daxia idiom called? Self-deception... Yes, self-deception!"

: "Poor little guy, I bet he must have been driven crazy, he should really pray to the Virgin Mary." Just as the foreigners seized the opportunity, they were screaming like clowns on the barrage. At that time, the roaring artillery fire finally stopped. : "Fuck! What is that?!"

: "Damn it!!! Mo God YYDS!!!": "Hs...it's so terrifying!": "This is the world of the strong!" After the smoke cleared, the scene in the live broadcast was a shocking barrage. It's boiling!

In the center console of Daxia, Chen Lao, who was sitting like a clock without shaking, stood up from his seat with a snort, and stared deeply at the frame by frame of the live broadcast. After a long time, he slowly sat down. , "Good! Good! Good!" Every time he said a word, Chen Lao's face became even more rosy, and at the end, his blood was surging, as if he had returned to the battlefield decades ago.

The rising sun is full of zhang, and the heart is like iron!

Beautiful country, bang! 04 Chuan Jianguo, who was still smiling just now, became more and more angry the more he looked at it, and he became furious. Before he finished editing the Twitter in his hand, his phone was smashed out of his anger. He crossed the old man for a certain distance on the ground, sparks and lightning all the way, just like the colorful changes on his face, that's a good-looking one!

Even the face-changing of Sichuan Opera is completely incomparable.

In the Empire where the sun never sets, Mark directly broke the pen in his hand, and the report he had just prepared was torn apart by him in anger.

With the turtle shell on his back, he fell heavily into the chair behind him. It was as if the spine had been swept away, dejected and dejected!

In the world of black fog, the brilliance of the blood moon illuminates the earth, and countless ice sculptures are scattered all over the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder has faded. The clear ice crystals reflected a coquettish brilliance under the blood moon. Li Mo stands at the head of the city of death, quietly overlooking the bottom, dressed in white!

Like a god!

The beautiful landscape under the setting sun has made countless fans of Mo Shen go crazy. : "Mom! Screenshot! Screenshot!"

: "Famous scene +1, being brainwashed by Mo Shen Yan Zhi, and becoming a Mo Shen Yan fan for 10,086 days!": "It's so handsome and crying! I haven't seen such a handsome person for many years!": "I read the film for many years. ?Brother, borrow one to talk!!!" No matter the nationality, all the screenshots were taken crazy at this moment, and after practicing the hand speed for decades, it once again showed a unique effect. Within a few seconds, a photo called "Gods on Ice Crystals" traveled wildly on the water blue star. The painting collection of "The Famous Scenes of the Moshen" once again included a general, and it instantly added good quality. Dozens of pictures, flawless close-ups from various angles. Meager, shaky, fast fire, YouTube, all platforms were slaughtered by "Gods on Ice Crystal" at the same time, Wang Xiaofeng, who had just released a new song and was about to hit the hot spot, wrapped himself in his little leather jacket and cried and fainted again in the toilet.

farce!

For Li Mo, who built the Xuanming Ghost Cannon, the slime, which outsiders seemed extremely troublesome, was indeed just a farce.

[Talent: Breath of Xuanming, the ballista carries the extreme cold current, which can cause a slowing effect on the enemy, and multiple attacks can be converted into a freezing effect. 】Anyway, it is the power of Xuanming originating from the depths of the underworld, and intermediate defense equipment is not covered! The extreme cold current is enough to freeze everything that exists!

Reborn?

Split?

Devour?

It will be frozen into a lump of ice for you, and you won't be able to move, but you can still play a hammer trick!

"As expected of a level higher than the Fengdu Prison Cannon, it's a bit interesting." Li Mo waved his hand, and the materials piled up like a mountain without worrying about flowers. A faint light flashed, and ten trebuchets exuding icy blue brilliance stood quietly at the top of the city, like loyal guards. "Ok!"

Li Mo nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the newly released tower. Although apart from this, he is not without other means to deal with slimes, after all, one force can break all methods!

It's not blowing out!

Using his strength to deal with slimes is enough to form a crush!

Sun Monkey, always can't jump out of Wuzhi Mountain!

but……

It's not that easy after all. "It's time to call it quits!"

Seeing that he was still restless after being frozen by the cold current, he kept squirming in the ice block, trying to erode the advanced slime of the power of Xuanming.

Li Mo stomped his feet lightly. Om ~ strange fluctuations appeared on the battlefield, and in an instant, the vast battlefield was shrouded in a boundless hell.

The gloomy atmosphere makes one's heart chill.

The copper pillars stained with blood pierced the sky straight into the sky!

Pick up nine days!

Even Fengdu!

The gloomy and the vast appeared in him at the same time, forming a sense of opposite and conflicting beauty.

: "Scissors hell! This is the scissors hell that Mo God once used!" One by one, the little ghosts with scissors jumped out of the yin qi.

It just confirmed his guess. With the appearance of the kid, the slimes who were frozen in the cold snap shook. Even if there is no wisdom, only physical instinct, facing this legendary hell, the slimes who are not afraid of the sky and the earth can't restrain themselves from trembling. "Once you enter this prison, life and death cannot escape! Endless separation, endless years!" A harsh and sharp voice came from the copper pillar. In the eyes of Slime, he was instantly entangled with endless fear. Scissors with extremely sharp handles appeared out of thin air.

The sword is settled!

Cut and cut the ice sculptures on the battlefield directly, just like cutting cloth, pulling the world full of ice sculptures into the scissors hell.

【Ding Ding! ! Scissor Hell successfully imprisoned a thousand royal slimes, soul power * 10000, continuing to provide soul power...]

【Ding Ding! ! Successfully sealed a thousand royal slimes, EXP*800000, Slime Soul*300]

【Dingding! ! God-level crit skill trigger, EXP*3, Crown of Slime*1] A series of reminders sounded in Li Mo's ears, and everyone was afraid of the invasion of ghostly monsters. For him, it was just another place. Just keep scoring.

: "Uuuuu! I'm guilty, I repent, I actually suspect that Mo Shen will lose, it's an unforgivable sin...": "No, no, no, what time is it, and there are still people who don't believe in Mo Shen?!": " Dad asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast, and then he came to kneel with me." The Daxia people in front of the screen, talking and laughing, wished they could just open champagne to celebrate, in the laughter, they were full of anticipation and gearing up.

Just waiting for the end of the fifth round of invasion to settle the reward. But Li Mo, who is the protagonist, has the opposite expression on his face. Looking at the black mist in the distance, he intuitively told him that this attack might not be that simple! At least the attack on himself is far from the time when he can rest. .

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