The City of Terror

Perhaps the Taoist old man heard the voice of the poor road, and today he finally got a big sun, and he felt that the whole person would be cool.

"Dead! Mortal!"

The indigenous gods said a word in a scornful tone. After a short time, the wooden shield slammed into the fist of Wei Xiaobei.

Hey!

The indigenous **** only felt a huge force on the wooden shield, and his body flew out!

In Wei Xiaobei's eyes, his fist hit the wooden shield, and the crack between the wooden shield and the fist appeared.

Obviously, with the material of this wood round shield itself, it is impossible to resist the bombardment of Wei Xiaobei Juli!

The problem is that the next moment, a golden light emerges from the round shield of the wood, and the crack that spreads out disappears instantly.

Let Wei Xiaobei want to punch his thoughts and smash his thoughts!

Of course, even so, the body of the indigenous gods was swept away by the powerful force that Wei Xiaobei burst out.

The gods really have some means.

This is the impression of Wei Xiaobei.

For the indigenous god, the scene that happened in front of us almost collapsed its inherent worldview!

In the eyes of this indigenous god, he is omnipotent!

But now, I was actually shot by a mortal in the district!

What is the situation? ! !

After the indigenous gods slammed into the ground and stabilized their bodies, it was a little shocking to look at Wei Xiaobei’s gaze.

This indigenous **** is certainly somewhat arrogant, but his brain is not stupid, and the other party can fly himself with a fist, which proves one thing, the strength of the other party may not be weak!

However, the indigenous gods have changed their minds and they still have a great advantage.

Not to mention that the ancestral enchantment of the whole island can continue to weaken the enemy's strength, and that it is much bigger than the other side, it is very dominant.

Well, indigenous gods are certainly called gods, but they also grew up from indigenous tribes. Their vision, vision and even knowledge seem to be a bit thin.

In their minds, it seems that there is still a decadent concept in which the bigger the body, the stronger the strength.

Indeed, for the indigenous peoples of hundreds of years and even thousands of years ago, the dangers in their lives are nothing but the huge beasts that wandered in the wild.

In the battle between the indigenous tribes, the more indigenous people, the easier it is to win the battle.

As a result, the uneasiness of the indigenous gods has weakened a lot.

Wei Xiaobei has decided to take this indigenous **** at this time, naturally not soft, and even rushed toward the indigenous god.

The indigenous gods admire the courage of Wei Xiaobei. In its view, Wei Xiaobei is like an ant who challenges the elephant and has the courage to be proud.

"Ha ha ha, mortals are always unable to defeat the gods!"

The black face of the indigenous gods brought a sly smile on his face, and his right hand pointed at Wei Xiaobei. Suddenly, Wei Xiaobei felt the air around him solidify, and the endless pressure from those strange atmospheres. Filled in and squeezed from all sides!

It can be said that under such pressure, if Wei Xiaobei's strength is below four stars, then it will be crushed into bolognese by this endless pressure!

Is this the power of indigenous gods?

Wei Xiaobei glanced at the smiling indigenous god, not only did not break free, but closed his eyes and tried to feel the source of this power.

"Dead! Die!"

When Wei Xiaobei closed his eyes, the indigenous **** thought that he had successfully bound Wei Xiaobei, and he could not help but hate and scream, constantly driving the power, trying to squeeze Wei Xiaobei into a bolognese.

Regardless of how the indigenous gods exert their power, Wei Xiaobei, who is at the center of the squeezing power, has at most some uncomfortable looks on his face, but he has never been smashed and burst open.

On the contrary, in Wei Xiaobei's induction, the source of this power was not determined long.

That's it!

When he felt the source of power driven by the indigenous gods, Wei Xiaobei realized it in an instant.

This is an application of regular power!

To put it simply, the indigenous gods used the statues distributed throughout the Blue Cotton Island to make blood sacrifices, slowly transforming some of the rules on the island of Blue Cotton, making them more inclined to the power of the indigenous gods!

To put it bluntly, this is a bit like the blessing of the entire Blue Cotton Island behind the indigenous gods.

This is somewhat similar to Wei Xiaobei's Aoki Fudi.

In the Aomu Fudi, if you do not get the permission of Wei Xiaobei, then the alien creatures will be greatly suppressed!

At the same time, Wei Xiaobei can also get the overall help of Aoki Fudi!

Undoubtedly, this indigenous **** is transforming this Blue Cotton Island into a country of its own control!

Of course, the application of this kind of rule modification of the indigenous gods seems to be somewhat low-level, and its effect is much worse than that of Weibei's Aomufu.

And the method it uses is also much worse than the open world.

But those indigenous gods have always lived for a long time. In the long life of thousands of years, even if they only master the application of this rule, they have pushed this method to the extreme!

It can be said that as long as it is on this Blue Cotton Island, the strength of these indigenous gods will be increased by more than 30%, and they can use the power of the entire Blue Cotton Island to attack the enemy!

It is like this indigenous god, which directly solidifies the air around Wei Xiaobei, so that Wei Xiaobei can't move, and even can easily drive the air to squeeze Wei Xiaobei!

It is no wonder that when the fighters of the Claw State were near the Blue Cotton Island, even the signal could not be passed back and was destroyed.

Before, Wei Xiaobei thought it was the credit of those giant albatrosses.

But now think about it, those giant albatrosses can certainly fight the fighters, but their strength has not reached the level of letting the fighters not send back signals.

It should be the indigenous gods who took the shots themselves.

After learning about the means of these indigenous gods, although Wei Xiaobei was somewhat disappointed, he also had a little interest.

Although this method of applying rules is extremely rough, it has been said before, they have pushed this method to the extreme.

It can be said that it will take only a few years for the Blue Cotton Island to fall into the hands of the indigenous gods and become a **** country in reality!

By then, these indigenous gods can be called the creation of the gods on this blue cotton island.

Any existence, after entering this Blue Cotton Island, the strength will be suppressed to a minimum!

They can even easily manipulate the climate of the island and attack the enemy.

At that time, although the Blue Cotton Island still had some gaps from the Aomu Fortune, it was not much worse.

Wei Xiaobei is not the kind of arrogant character. Since these indigenous gods have such means, he feels that learning for himself is good for his future development.

It must be said that any means, as long as it develops to the extreme, can make the rules work for themselves.

This may be the so-called avenue three thousand.

But then again, Wei Xiaobei can feel that the indigenous **** who appeared in front of him has a relatively simple understanding of this means. It is simply a rule that has been transformed by other indigenous gods on the island of Blue Cotton.

In other words, Wei Xiaobei wants to find such a means of reforming rules from the other side, I am afraid it will not work.

In this case, this indigenous **** does not have much use for Wei Xiaobei.

call!

Wei Xiaobei opened his eyes, and the indigenous **** felt that there was a loosening of the solidified air under his control.

This makes it suddenly feel a little bad.

But it has never believed that this human being can break through its own shackles and thus increase the release of power.

The loose solidified air was once again reinforced, and even the crystal of the air could be seen around Wei Xiaobei.

It can be said that the pressure from the air at this time, even if it is a nuclear submarine, probably has to be crushed into a pancake.

However, Wei Xiaobei's body faintly emits a silvery luster, and a thin layer of real mercury has already covered Wei Xiaobei.

Of course, with the human body structure, Wei Xiaobei's strength is stronger, and the pressure against this is not comparable to some monsters, especially the chest and abdomen. The internal organs here are stronger and weaker than other parts.

But in addition to this layer of real mercury, Wei Xiaobei is wearing a dragon's soft armor.

This dragon's soft armor will protect the important parts of Wei Xiaobei's chest and abdomen tightly.

If the indigenous gods turn the coagulation into a sharp wind needle, they may be able to break the protection of the dragon's soft armor, but with pressure to deal with Wei Xiaobei, the triple resistance of the dragon's soft armor is revealed. .

"Roar!"

There was a rapid crack in the solidified air. When Wei Xiaobei concentrated the force of the whole body, the indigenous gods noticed that the situation was out of control.

The layer of solidified air that tightly bound Wei Xiaobei began to collapse.

In the next moment, Wei Xiaobei completely broke the **** of the coagulated air and turned it into a streamer. A group of light and heat appeared on the right fist, wrapped his fists, like a small sun, and squatted toward the belly of the indigenous god. Go on.

This indigenous **** was probably a little surprised, and the consistently invincible tricks failed. This kind of thing shocked it, making its reaction somewhat dull, and even the left-hand shield forgot to mention resistance.

Hey!

A dull bang came!

The indigenous gods only feel a pain in their abdomen. The next moment, Wei Xiaobei’s fist is like a raindrop!

It is said that this indigenous **** has lived for thousands of years. He was a warrior in the indigenous tribes during his lifetime, and his combat experience is more or less.

The problem is that after being a god, this indigenous **** probably neglected the skill of warfare.

You know, for these indigenous gods, there is very little fighting. Even if you deal with some human beings who dare to provoke the gods, they only need to release their own power, and they can easily solve the battle. (To be continued.)

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