Doomsday Pavilion

The very swollen, very dazzling, bloody coquettish light that surrounds the body can at least be converted into a set of +13 gear lightning serpent, so the snow dumpling boss easily grabbed the neck of the fate.

"Sucking~"

With the same sound of instigating the face, everyone knows that the snowball boss is smoother and more proficient.

It is seriously suspected that there is a different-dimensional black hole hidden in the belly of the big snow ball-the huge lightning body that covers the sky and the sun suddenly looks like a worn-out inflatable toy that is leaking, rapidly collapsing and shrinking from tail to head.

"Suck!"

The snow dumpling patted his belly and closed his eyes contentedly.

"Hiccup~"

Lin Shou was dumbfounded.

What is this...

Big boss, you are really not afraid of bad stomach?!

Back mountain, the other end of the mountain stream.

With such a big movement in Yanhuishan, the particularly cheerful croissants who were playing with Su Yourong billowed and looked up at the "fireworks".

After watching for a long time, the summary of the croissant braids:

"Aha, it looks so good, I want noodles!"

Upon hearing this, the bib classmate who rolled around his body like some kind of precious and luxurious artwork shivered silently.

——Are you the devil?

It is also a snake-like thing, Xiao Qiu has a kind of rabbit and fox that stalks sadly. It has nothing to lose. Is it possible to evolve from "selling courage for survival" to "selling for survival"?

Billowing, it's not the new half-crocodile dragon brother!

"..."

The sky over Yanhui Mountain was surging, and the deep part of the vortex condensed by the yellow clouds in the sky was almost turned into pitch black, like a black hole.

The whirlpool was constantly brewing, and it didn't mean that the mission was about to disappear. The blind old man's thin body was filled with crackling lights, and said,

"And... it seems like it's not over yet..."

On the side, Zhao Qingcang's two carrot-thick fingers in the depths,

"Two, I can at most help you two, otherwise it will affect my secret wounds."

Zhao Lao took a look at the snow dumplings that continued to sacrifice to the sky.

"Hey Lin boy, did you say he was full?"

There is a meaning in the tone that is still unfinished: This damn thing can even eat lightning in his stomach, is it particularly sorry for the audience if he doesn't pull it out?!

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"It must be full, especially full!"

"How did you know? You are the roundworm in his belly?"

"Hehe, if it weren't for the food and support, will the snow dumpling boss call you a lightning rod?"

Lao Zhao suddenly became unhappy.

"I'll rub you a little crouch, what are you talking about!"

"Bad bastard."

"The deflated calf is looking for death!"

"Haha~"

The voice of the blind old man,

"The surname Zhao, can you do something serious? Seeing that the thunder is about to come down again, you still...yes...it's another three ways, my mother...I knew I wouldn't open this to God It's a joke...this heart is getting smaller...now I regret it, it's too late..."

Lin Chou: I know, I know!Sure enough, the circulation points of these people's sophisticated goods are not so good!

"Son, what did you do, old man? This battle...it's not right..."

Have you ever seen anyone who compares with the gods and blows a middle finger and blows a horrible thing, and then they use Lei Ka Ka Ka to hit you, clamoring every day to go to the sky, and to live well...

"To put it simply, I use myself, and the water of the ruins that can cleanse everything, to wash out and seal all the characteristics of my ability, and then pretend to be an ordinary person to come to you to eat and drink! According to some calculations, In theory, there is still great feasibility, cough, everything is ready, just need this thunder to add to the fun~" The blind old man said half of his words, "It is here, it has changed, it is really a god!"

Lin Chou had a sentence in his heart that mmp didn't know whether to say it or not.

This old man!

God, come and kill this frantic liar...Is there anyone you dare not lie to...

(That I am a friendly army, please be sure to aim before firing!)

Three bloody lightnings fell, as domineering as destroying the sky and the earth.

However, one of them was hugged by the snow dumpling boss in the middle.

"Reserve grain, huh~"

The remaining two Dao were held in the palm of Zhao Qingcang.

Zhao Qingcang no longer has the ability to annihilate the thunder, so he can only hold it firmly in his palm with a face of constipation and crackle constantly-maybe this is the correct practice method for the palm thunder in the legend?

The blind old man jumped high,

"Fuck... it's over... it's a big game..."

Just for a while, the cloud vortex seemed to have taken a Shiquan Dabu pill, and a full seven lightning bolts leaked out of his brain.

The blind old man flirted with clothes that had become rags,

"It won't work if you don't show some real skills."

Lin Chou's eyes flickered, and seven dime-like old men suddenly appeared in front of him, with seven pairs of hollow eye sockets facing Lin Chou.

"..."

Creepy!

Then the old man slipped away in seven directions at the same time at a speed that did not conform to the Basic Law——

No, no, it can’t be called speed at all. Behind each of the seven elders, a bunch of afterimages that are hundreds of kilometers long are pulled out, various movements and postures, and as the seven elders run farther and farther , These "after-images" pulled all the way like that, and they didn't mean to disappear at all.

"Human...Human centipede..."

Lin Chou even poked one of the afterimages.

"It feels like this is a real person..."

This afterimage is in a running posture as a whole, but only the arms that are shown are high-definition large images, and the rest are blurred. After watching for a long time, it will feel like watching the old-fashioned TV screen before the catastrophe.

Will the thunder light, which is about the so-called big will, be fooled?

Lin Chou and Old Zhao looked up together:

The seven blood-red and blood-red lightnings seemed to "hesitate" for a fraction of a second, and then split into seven directions instantly, and there was no shadow in a "swish".

Old Zhao smashed his mouth,

"This old liar is still in his line of business and reliable, even the gods have cheated."

Lin Chou didn't know what to say, so he heard a loud boom from a great distance, like a giant artillery bombardment.

Afterwards, one of the seven afterimages was put back upside down in a thunderbolt, turning into a single blind old man, his clothes were more torn, and the whole person was half charred.

Zhao Qingcang's eyes moved slightly.

"The power of this thunder and lightning is stronger than those just now!"

boom.

boom.

...

After the loud noise, everything was quiet.

Seven blind old men with torn clothes clasped their fists and said politely to each other.

"Good job!"

"It should be~"

"Where to talk where to talk."

Lin Chou: "..."

This wave of operations is really 6 turns.

Then with a pop, the seven figures overlapped, leaving only one blind old man with no scars on his body.

Zhao Qingcang pinched his chin and said,

"Blind, your method is really interesting, seven'real' clones?"

The blind old man said,

"Concession and concession, let's make fun of hardship, it's just a fool."

Zhao Qingcang said again,

"I remember you were a fortune teller before the cataclysm? Mogu?"

The blind old man has a fairy style and a proud posture.

"Just look at the palmistry, not the bones!"

"Hey, I've envied you for many years in vain. Mogu is so good. After touching your hands and legs, if you feel inaccurate, you can open a room with more than two hundred bones for in-depth diagnosis and treatment." Zhao Qing Cang Man's face is a pity, "You don't touch the bones, then how do you figure out a trick?!"

"???"

The blind old man said he had never seen such a brazen person,

"Hehe, believe it or not, I'll pass the clone to the heavy drinker-let him go get your little wife?"

Old Zhao: "..."

Just think about it, a whole dozen of warm wines from Eryushu Linfeng are stalking your wife 24 hours a day.

Damn it!you are vicious!