Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

Quibal appears once every hundreds of years, and even if it is destroyed, it will reappear, just like the world is producing, but just when he helped Manji open the pulse, he checked his body like humans.

"Is the pulse door open?" The unresponsive Manji asked Chu Mo as he withdrew his palm.

"It's okay if you try it yourself." Chu Mo smiled slightly and stood up.

"Oh." Manji nodded and pierced a horse. Sure enough, he opened the six channels of the pulse, and tried to excite himself. The sound of the pulse of the pulse door vibrated the air.

"Guru ~" Many demon heroes swallowed secretly. Many of them spent their whole lives and worked hard to cultivate, but they could only open four pulse channels.

Manji, the little boy, opened the six Daomai doors in the blink of an eye. How could it not be surprising.

"I can't think of the king, so familiar with the operation of the pulse gate." Yuan Lang narrowed his eyes, and also communicated the principles, opening his mouth to praise.

"Practice makes perfect." Chu Mo casually found a reason to stop it. He can't always say that he practiced the celestial lord **** pulse technique.

Glanced towards the far waves, and looked up and down. This captain suit really looked like a hero.

"You are getting more and more beautiful too, okay, Commander, what are you going to do next?"

Yuanlang's face turned red, and Chu Mo's words inevitably made people feel a little flirtatious, but he soon recovered.

"Report to your Excellency Commander, the first and second columns have been assembled, there should be 120 people, actually 120 people, please instruct." A coalition captain came up and reported.

"Task, log in, pray." Yuanlang arranged the task with the most concise words.

Allied soldiers divided into two teams, half of them began to board the landing ship, and the other half were ready to pray.

"Can't you cancel the worship, is it ironic?" Chu Mo said lightly.

"Sir, you should have promised me, and you won't intervene in directing matters." Yuan Lang took a sip of the nautical drink in his hand, and his jade hand leaned on the fence with his cheeks.

"This is not an order, only a suggestion." Chu Mo shrugged and walked to the side of Yuanlang, "What did you drink?"

"With the help of the gods, how can we beat the top without us alone." Yuanlang said slowly, watching more than a dozen landing ships, and slowly approaching the vortex island, "I am drinking a special beverage made by the Keska people, I think You won't like it. "

"Suggest a glass for me?" Chu Mo asked with a smile.

Such a small thing, Yuanlang would naturally not mind, waved his hand, and soon a coalition soldier, holding a cup of drink and handed it to Chu Mo.

"The king please."

Chu Mo took the drink and took a light sip ...

"Cough cough cough ......" Chu Mo frowned, this bitter, pungent smell is no less than a bottle of mustard, is this also a drink?

Yuan Lang smiled unconsciously, gently took a nautical drink in his hand, and said: "I said that you wouldn't like it. The Keesca people's special nautical drink is to prevent dizziness and there is no pursuit of taste. . "

"It's a bit unbearable to drink it suddenly, but ..." Chu Mo took another sip of the drink in the glass. He likes cigarettes, because when the cigarette started to choke, it helped him calm his mind.

Yuanlang glanced at Chu Mo somewhat differently, and this guy really could bear it.

Everyone she knew had never had a second sip.

"The first batch of coalition forces is about to land." On Qujing 1, some demon murmured with concern.

Seeing that the dozen or so landing ships carrying soldiers were close to the vortex island, but it is still calm.

"I'm coming." Chu Mo narrowed his eyes and became comfortable, while drinking a drink, a figure reflected in his pupils, Qiheng three!

"What's coming?" Yuan Lang frowned, but the next moment, her question had been answered.

A terrifying pulse rippled on the vortex island. Suddenly, a tens of meters tall humanoid beast appeared in the sight of everyone.

"That's the best beast!"

"Rush up, hurry up to land, block the leader, and fight for landing time for the troops behind, hurry up!"

"Close to the target, pulse attack!"

The war started without warning, and countless pulse attacks on the pulse beast, but they could not cause any damage.

This humanoid veined beast raised his right hand, the orange pulse converged in the palm of his hand, and swiped violently, taking away the lives of several people!

The time passed by one minute and one second, but all the dead and wounded were allied soldiers.

"His Commander, the landing force is about to be wiped out by the whole army, asking for resistance?" The coalition warlord Lieutenant shouted, the situation was very unfavorable.

"Hold it." Yuan Lang replied coldly and continued to drink.

Chu Mo's eyes glanced, and saw that the pretty little man was stalking behind the crowd, knowing that he wanted to pretend like a god.

"Stop him, don't let him make trouble." Chu Mo glanced at Karashak Pan and ordered.

"Yes." Karashok Pan followed Chu Mo's line of sight, noticing that he was quite small, nodded, and walked quickly.

"Hey! Let me go, what are you doing." The costume of the pretty little man in the gods has been changed halfway, struggling desperately.

Karashak Pan held his arms, and had no intention of letting go.

"What is this, what's the use of praying for God's help, how can I watch the warriors die to death!" Xiao Xiaoman shouted, suddenly looked at Chu Mo, "Aren't you carrying the glory of a family? Help everyone shoulder Dreaming? Just stand here and wait for this **** god. "

Chu Mo didn't talk, the war on the vortex island came to an end, and the first line-up of coalition soldiers landed.

The maimed beast just walked to the shoal and disappeared automatically. He had no choice to chase Qujing No.1.

"The second team prepares, you pray on your behalf." Yuan Lang ordered again.

There was another team of coalition soldiers who ran towards the landing ship, and the remaining demon heroes knelt down to the ground one by one, and began to pray for the **** to come.

"I am an atheist, I come here to fight against the top!" Some people also rebelled naturally, but they were all forced down.

"This kind of thing is really ridiculous ..."

The cursing stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the golden light projected from the sky above Qujing No.1.

In the golden light, there is a figure floating in midair, which is slowly coming.

Pink long hair, tender and cute cheeks, the so-called god, looks like a 13-year-old little girl.

"Really ... really a god?" The atheist just turned his eyes and fainted.

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(End of this chapter)