Civilization Invasion: Yaoshou, All The Time-Travelers Have Returned

In a team of nearly a hundred people.

Some people who were prepared ducked to both sides.

Some people who were unprepared and whose strength had not yet recovered were directly bombarded into rubble.

"S-level combat power!" Huangfu Ling said solemnly as he stepped aside. His strength at this time was only A+.

It is impossible to fight alone, so the only way is to join forces.

"What, this monster has actually reached S-level combat power! That's at least a weak blast."

"Damn, Chen Xiang, you tricked us to death!"

"I almost didn't realize it, Chen Xiang, you have to take full responsibility for this!"

"Damn it, someone died before the mission even started!"

"Chen Xiang, you bastard!"

"..."

Everyone reacted and learned that the monster in front of them was Chen Xiang's apprentice, and his strength was still S level.

He scolded his mother angrily, and Chen Xiang was speechless for a moment after being scolded by everyone.

Who would have thought what happened here after his return.

"Okay, now is not the time to pursue these matters!" Huangfuling was relatively calm and reminded everyone.

"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you later!" Everyone snorted coldly and frowned.

Their strength has basically not recovered, and they are currently only at level B and B+.

A few people are A-level combatants, and they originally wanted to come in to recover... but they didn't expect to encounter such a big trouble right away.

Fatty Ma saw that Chen Xiang was like a rat crossing the street, and a smile flashed on his face.

Let you show off like crazy!

However, this plot is really full of twists and turns!

You can take it out to shoot a movie and watch it.

Fatty Ma thought secretly, Xuanyuan Ziyi stood beside her, and the vigilance in her eyes never let up.

The blow delivered by Pierre after his transformation showed him his confidence, and he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha... a brave man is nothing more than that, keep dying for me!!"

It opened its bloody mouth again, and red lasers shot out of his mouth.

A blood-red beam of light reached the sky, and Chen Xiang and others could only run away in front of the beam.

"careful!"

Fatty Ma was still in YY. Xuanyuan Ziyi reacted very quickly and picked him up. Like a chicken, Fatty Ma, who weighed nearly 200 kilograms, flew up and then fell down.

He also dodged the attack easily, which also made him stop imagining.

"Cousin, what should we do now?" Fatty Ma was eager to try and geared up.

"Hit!" Xuanyuan Ziyi said concisely and concisely. She raised her hand and condensed the ice pick to hit the opposite side.

"Good job!" Fatty Ma became more energetic and shouted loudly: "Fireball Technique!"

A huge fireball like a basket suddenly flew out of his hand.

Flying towards the mutated King Peel at an extremely fast speed, of course it dodged such an attack without any surprise.

Soon it fell to the ground.

Boom! !

A deep pit one thousand meters wide and twenty meters deep appeared, and everyone looked at Fatty Ma with wide eyes.

Such destructive power is at least A+ level!

The indifferent Xuanyuan Ziyi was stunned: "You call this fireball technique?"

"Yes!" Fatty Ma continued to speak disapprovingly: "Continuous Fireball Technique!!"

The fat man raised his two little fat hands and continuously released fireballs the same size as before.

"This... you are the Great Mage!!" Krashuo on the ground said in horror.

King Peel's face changed slightly. This fat man with an unattractive appearance was actually the Great Magister?

Isn't his strength the same as his own?

Faced with these continuous fireballs, King Peel hurriedly dodged. If he was hit, he would die even if he was not seriously injured!

This is obviously just an ordinary fireball technique, but how can it be like high-level magic in his hands!

"Damn it, fat man...you call this a fireball technique?"

"Nah... So the fireball technique cast by me, an intermediate magician, is a slingshot?" A young man was preparing to launch a fireball the size of a basketball from his hand.

Comparing it again, this is ridiculous...

"Of course this is a fireball technique, don't compete and fight quickly!" Fatty Ma said in his mind with an arrogant look on his face.

This is the fireball technique blessed by Brother Heng. How can you compare it?

Huangfuling's eyes widened. There was actually an A++ level magician hidden among them?

Then this battle can be fought!

He became more confident and commanded everyone.

"Those who have long-range skills should use long-range skills first!"

"good!"

Although a few people died just now, it did not affect the overall combat effectiveness.

Everyone unleashed the strongest killing move they could unleash at the moment.

There are endless abilities of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, but unfortunately none of them have any effect.

The mutant King Pierre is very fast and keeps dodging Fatty Ma's fireballs.

Massacre in the crowd.

"Haha, I only have the strength of the Great Mage, but I can't use it!"

"How stupid!"

The mutated King Peel's solemn expression disappeared and he began to mock.

Fatty Ma clicked his tongue: "You really don't know how to live or die! Strengthen your body, strengthen your speed, Yiku!!"

A series of voices sounded, and everyone was still confused.

Fatty Ma's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared. Even Xuanyuan Ziyi was shocked for a moment.

suddenly.

A dragon roar sounded.

A figure flew out from among the crowd. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the mutated King Peel! !

Fatty Ma, on the other hand, raised his feet coquettishly and stood there.

There was a faint golden light on his feet, and he took his feet back and jumped on the spot.

"What the hell...the dragon is wagging its tail?"

"Is this okay?"

"Isn't this the ultimate game move?"

"..."

The returnees from another world were confused again and again, forgetting that the fireball technique was abnormal.

Are all the big moves in this game out?

By the way, aren't you a mage?

Bang bang bang...

While everyone was still wondering, the sound of heavy objects smashing through the building resounded throughout the city.

"How is this possible!" Krashuo's breath stopped and he hurriedly looked in the direction of King Peel.

King Pier stood up from the ruins five hundred meters away in embarrassment, and he was also in a state of confusion.

Isn't he a mage?

Why are you in close combat now?

Fly into the air.

For a moment, I didn't dare to act rashly.

Fatty Ma shook his head coquettishly, thinking he had the attention of the whole audience.

Feng Sao said: "Leave the monster to me, and Chen Xiang to you."

Everyone looked at each other, was he preparing to challenge the monster alone?

Chen Xiang's face darkened, and some people were already approaching him with ill intentions.

He moved his wrist: "Chen Xiang, it's time to settle our accounts."

"You!" Chen Xiang was furious. Just half an hour ago, they were licking him like a dog, but now they are targeting him again.

This disparity made him extremely uncomfortable, and there was another fat man in the list of enemies.

"Okay, I will deal with him in the future... let's see how he kills the monster first!" Huangfuling shouted to stop them first, and then looked at Fatty Ma.

I don't understand where he got his confidence.

The one who is more confused here is undoubtedly Xuanyuan Ziyi.

What is Xiaojun's strength...why is he a mage one moment and a warrior the next?

So what kind of strength does his so-called good brother... exactly have?