Full career passive inheritance system

All Occupational Passive Inheritance System Chapter 342

The witch tricky his ability and did not dare to take the initiative. Chen Mo is also a bit helpless.

Whether it is a gun or a sword, or magic, no matter the strong attack, but there is no meaning in the case, as long as there is no way to hit the target.

And he has no skills that must have the effect.

Although in theory, the light of the heart can be done - as long as the belief of "certainly hits" belongs, it is absolutely able to attack each other.

However, with the only light of LV.2, Chen Mo, I want to do this too much too much.

Women did not dare to take the initiative, and they lacked enough ability to defeat this man, but men had the ability to completely kill their strength.

Relatively, Chen Mo who has killed the power of the promotion, but there is no way to attack these wings.

If you have been stalemate on this, you can not end ...

When the atmosphere in the illusion gradually solidified, suddenly, a thin crying voice came.

I sent a crying, it was a pony tail girl standing on the blonde side of Chen Mo's left.

[Angry] Magic Miss Niewa ... Previously, Amy Mojona's introduction to her is "Sighing the world is full of unwanted battles, and thus use violent cure all the people's witch."

At the same time, when Chen Mo is put on her, Missada broke out more cry, and the eyes of the eyes were slightly rushed quickly and then quickly poured out of large tears.

The little slimming quickly became normal crying, and then became a crying, and the cry is full of true emotions - anger emotion.

"It's so pitiful! is very poor! It is a good boy to suffer such a tragic fate ...! Blame you! And this unreasonable world is also! Why do you have to fight each other?! I am the most I hate you! "

At the same time as a sorrowful cry, Misini squatted on the ground, and the big land of the white illusion was shaken with her movements.

"Ha ... Miss Niewa, a little calm."

Think of the previous [arrogant] witch, the demon, and the result was taken after being caught, it was directly cut into two and a half, and another witch standing next to Miss Niewa was generous, reminded. "Although this troublesome things I also hate, but don't be well affected by emotions."

"Sai Mmat ... How can you say this?"

Miss Nieva angry eyes fell to the sound of the witch, the frequency of the feet accelerated again: "Usually taking care of is you, just watching her is killed, you are not angry at all!" "

[Ration] Witch, Sehmawat.

In terms of appearance, she is undoubtedly the most suitable for all women who are present to "Witch".

Red purple long hair has been covered from the top of the head, the skin and lips are sick blue and white, but the face filled with women's mature, but it seems that there is a flawless look, and the corner of the squat seems to be able to sleep well. It also exudes a lazy gas field.

"Ha ... I have no use. If you can solve the problem, then I don't mind, I will be a little bit. But the fact is that there is no effect, but will let everyone fall in danger."

"Hey ...! But!"

Miss Niewa pinned the fist seems to be argued, but suddenly, a cold feeling of a unpreparedness of the heart feels that she stopped.

"It is still in battle, just remove the sight from the enemy ... Is it really good?"

The pure malicious whisper sounds on the shore of Michi Tatiff.

At the same time, the sword blade burned with silver white flame penetrated her chest.

Chapter 54 Connection Book Library: Roots, Executive Topics: Myth

Among the magic fantasy, the six-series magic suddenly turned the turbulent whirlpool, the colorful light spots danced to intend to become light fog, like an electronic fireworks that creating a stage effect.

A sharp sword wrapped in silver whispering flashed in the light fog, and the blink of an eye came back and forth for tens of thousands of roads. It seems that the board of Go's board is divided into small pieces.

" -"

The sword blade is extremely long, and the blazing silver brilliant flashes, and the energy that is huge to shake the survey of the scene into a thin sword light. Since the moment, then immediately reverse the other folding sword rail, short to the time of counting units in milliseconds, there are hundreds of thousands of sword rails in half air, and leave The burning of the glare of the flame - until this, the first first first smashed the sound of the sound of the sword sounded late.

Chen Mo did not count the number of , he just implements the ice-cold kill, and then out all the property values ​​of each attribute value without reservation.

Bang! Bang!

It is just a normal stepping ground. Through the reaction force to change the behavior of the forward direction, it has issued a huge sound of the macro housing in the city, and the entire white fantasy space began to dramatically tremble.

When the sword dances, Chen Mo's paint black coat also burned a layer of thin white flame light, otherwise the light brought by this speed is sufficient to shock the clothing of ordinary materials into cloth and fibers.

Hey!

The monster continued to be scattered in the sword net, and after counting all the empty space, suddenly, a subtle damping sensation came from the position of the sword.

It's like cutting and torn something that is very thin and extra soft.

I realized this kind of familiar feeling, Chen Mo's mouth raised a cold smile, while the sword blade flooded half a circle, and the direction of the swing of the waving, and the silver flames suddenly shouted. Ten meters high halfway.

The glamorous flames enveloped, and a tall figure was quickly swallowed.

"Hey! Congratulations to the host, winning the world 6.37"

"69.72 (50) / 100"

"The witch hunting task 7/7, has completed 5/7, gaining the original sin - [ration], the world's root capture rate 5/7"

The cold system prompts the sound and ruthless and definitely declared the fifth witch's death, Chen Mo's foot stepped, stopped the figures of high-speed sword dance, then turned to the sword, and looked at the last remaining witch in the whole space.

"It should be said that it is no one who has no unexpected people in the history of the history ... I am recognized by this strength."

Ai Ji Donna didn't know when to change the table and chairs before, and a small small hillus of the alone, this moment was looked at the wise book.

"But according to the agreement of your disciple, do I really don't have any questions?"

Chen Mo stands in the pure white space outside the hills, and the sword blade is constantly dropping in the sword, and the eyes look back and look forward to the margin of the question, and the tone is clear: "He has no room."

"Ala……"

Amy Dona exposed an amazing expression, then immediately clapping it as soon as I encountered something interesting.

"The strong style of the jungle law? As a strong person, this is more convenient. No matter what is doing, there is a choice of the right, and the side of the weak can only passively accept the choice ... I have the disciple of my operator. In this way, my poor compatriots are like this, I am like this. "

Speaking of the end, Amy Mona lipped with a smile of a happy smile, a black man standing in a curious look at the black man standing not far: "So what is the strong man, how can you make sure you can It will always be so strong like this now. "

Coinches with the last word of the voice, Chen Mo's face appeared in front of the witch, and the dark purple sword in the hand fell between her white neck.

"About this, in fact, I have no choice."

"Ok……?"

The sharp sword is flashing, the eyes of the witch are always solidified in the moment of doubt, the next moment, the feast of the dazzling Yinhui seems to have a flamework of the funeral ceremony.

"Hey! Congratulations to the host, get World Source 8.37"

"78.09 (50) / 100"