God of Fishing

Although Han Fei does not trust Yang Huan, he does not doubt it in this situation. Yang Huan was very straightforward, despite revealing his identity, and clarified my attitude.

Han Fei caught a pile of swallowed seashells, his wings flashed behind him, and the instant rushed over.

The battlefield of the outer city is large, and South Korea has left nine chains to tow on the ground. In the past, a large number of buildings that would have collapsed long ago collapsed.

On the ground, large, cloudy mud sand rises. In the mud sand, one figure after another emerged from it.

At first, only dozens and hundreds followed Han Fei. A moment later, it turned into tens of thousands. Neha, these spirits are not fast enough and can only be chased behind Han Fei's ass. As for the slower gathering spirits, they stay where they are and don't know what to do...

During that time, Han Fei also met a peak fisherman. The man thought Han Fei was coming at him and crushed another flash stone and fled again.

By the time Han did not whistle and passed again at the inner city junction, tens of thousands of spirits had followed behind him. Even said, these spirits themselves are killing and swallowing, watching Yang Huan's eyes jump straight.

Yang Huan looked at Han Fei Na's whistling figure and couldn't help but scold: “Pervert. ”

In fact, Yang Huan's strength is far worse than that of Han Fei alone. If you face some peak fishermen alone, as Yang Huan's dual career, you might be able to handle two, up to three would be great.

At this moment, Yang Huan looked at Han Fei's recklessness from beginning to end, and he was a little envious: if I had such a sick body, plus the ability to use poison, the tertiary fishery, where else could I not go?

……

The outside world.

A large group of fish eaters are still waiting on the surface of the sea outside the underwater desert city.

Someone stupidly said, "Why don't we form another Hundred? Underwater Arid City is dangerous again, that is, the inner city is dangerous. Now that the two hundred men have gone in, the road should have been taken. ”

Someone was in the mood to watch the show: "Never mind, wait another day, only 200 people. You can't lift a wave if you're stuck in a deserted city under the sea. Let's see who's coming out, shall we? ”

There is a strange harmony, calm, no killing, no fighting, even some leisure fishing.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a shadow of water broke out and caused a wave tens of meters high.

“Hey, is someone out? ”

“Is there a peak fisherman out there? ”

A lot of people get up. As a result, the next second, we saw people panicking: “Quick, support... Han Fei, Yang Huan mixed into the hundred people just now. At this moment, he is in the outer city of the underwater desert city, come quickly. ”

“What?”

……

At this time, Han is not everywhere destroying. When there was an influx of people in the outer city, he was still waving a nine-star chain, swinging around.

Suddenly, Han Fei saw the gate and a dozen people appeared at once.

“Is it really Han Fei? ”

“Come on, come on, it's really Han Fei. ”

Han Fei smiled, waved at the entrance, and immediately flew as well, running towards the entrance of the inner city. Running, his tail was still swinging.

Dozens of kung fu, however, have become overcrowded at the gates of the outer city.

However, when people came in and saw all sides were full of spirits, their faces turned green.

Someone said, “What's wrong with Han? ”

Peak fishermen, disregarding these spirits, rush forward: "Anyone on the road who meets anyone, kills them directly. ”

Nobody cares about the Yin Spirit. They even think that Han Fei is a bit naive, can these spirits stop them? That's underestimating, isn't it?

As hundreds and thousands of people began to pour into the city, these spirits were indeed overwhelmed. But in a moment or two, a lot of spirits will be blown up, and only one or two people will die in the war, with less than one percent of the damage.

In the frozen cold zone, South Korea is not left flashing right.

A lot of people were alert around and pronounced: “Watch out Yang Huan, everyone march in line. But if a hunter wants to get in line, kill him directly. ”

With more people, the power of frozen streams is highlighted. However, the response of these people has not been slow, and even if the freezing currents have increased as a result of widespread destruction of the battlefield, fewer than 20 people have been killed or injured. This is still not worth mentioning compared to the thousands of troops.

Han Fei scolds in his heart: This time it's a big game! I don't know, Yang Huan. Is that guy poisonous? If this thing breaks down, it's a disaster!

These people already know that Han Fei and Yang Huan have joined forces, so they have been watching out. They didn't intentionally accelerate to catch up with Han Fei, they just didn't follow him slowly.

The Gathering Spiritualist is on the periphery, sweeping abnormal spiritual fluctuations. The Operator is responsible for controlling all kinds of vines, dividing the battlefield directly, as the army marches forward.

In the inner city direction, Han Fei lost Yang Huan's figure again. But he didn't panic at all. As long as Yang Huan is not stupid, he should not give up this opportunity.

Hundreds of peak fishermen stopped when Han Fei landed at the inner city junction. These men are all carrying weapons, and some have merged with soul beasts.

Someone said, "Han Fei, do you think you can stop us with this little trick? And that Yang Huan, who thought he could use poison, was amazing? ”

Dozens of people pulled the bow and fired directly. A fearsome and hegemonic spiritual arrow came directly at Korea.

Han Fei didn't say a word and suddenly looked up and looked over the city.

With this move by Han Fei, the peak fishermen also looked up in the air.

As a result, they discovered that the black-pressed spirits were surrounded by purple poison gas and were diving towards the crowd.

Han Fei grinned, “Hey, keep chasing me! ”

Just as hundreds of spiritual arrows looked into front of Korea and Africa, Korea and Africa gently backed off and went straight into the dark inner city gateway.

Those hunters, their faces changed dramatically, and there was a crazy rumor: “Go to the inner city, go, go...”

Han Fei admired Yang Huan for his poisonous methods. In large-scale combat, there are hardly any more powerful means of ranged attack than poison.

Outer City.

Except for the peak fishermen in the front, the advanced fishermen in the back, and even the intermediate fishermen, are all in shock. All sorts of means are available!

At one time, the soul beast, the covenant beast, the sword weapon danced across the sky, and a large number of shady spirits were bombarded before they approached. But there are many spirits! As long as a Yin Spirit is able to break through the attack, the purple poison attached to them can forcibly take a person away.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the outer city is swamped with corpses.

Far away, outside some abandoned dirt wall, Yang Huanzheng grinned and watched this scene.

In his eyes, these are all money. Everyone's swallowing sea shells is enough to give him enough in return. He was just trying to pit a hundred men, but who knew Han wasn't even there? Now that he's playing so big, his heart is just as excited! Thousands of people. How many seashells does this have to eat?

In the inner city.

As soon as Han Fei stepped into the place, he felt a huge crisis.

His first glimpse was of a reddish, demonic weed outside of a hundred husbands, sparkling. It's supposed to be a tricycle. That's right.

But Han Fei didn't want to take the heart at all. There are hundreds of weird colors of the three dragons. I don't know how many poisons Yang Huan added?

The real danger is those monsters that are around, with big eyes. And that suit, with a long hand, is several times more true than the Yin spirits of the outer city...

In Korean Africa, the data show:

[Name] Immortal Soul

[Introduction] Belief of the strong guardian before life, perseverance after death. But every intruder will fight again for the city.

[Level] 38

[Quality] Immortality

[Contains Spirituality] 3566 points

[Collectible] Immortality

[Non-absorbable]

Though they are all spirits, they are different in nature.

If the Yin spirits in the outer city are the most common soldiers, without thinking, without consciousness, only knowing the attack... then Han Fei feels that these souls in front of him are the kind that have been born conscious.

There are hundreds of such souls at this moment. He was tall, burning blue flames in his eyes, pointing Changgo at Han Fei.

“Kill…”

“Kill…”

“Kill…”

It was like the sound of Xuan from the Nine Ghosts, rolling like a muffled thunder, blowing in the ears of Han Fei.

Han Fei held a watermark and flashed right in the cuts of thousands of ways. Finally, he drew a golden red currents directly in the water, directly pouring in the direction of the tricyclical dragon meadow.

When he approached, it was discovered that there were already dead bodies everywhere, that there were dozens of metres of giant black worms lying on the ground, that giant crabs were disintegrating, that octopus bodies were being encroached upon, and that dense numbness and black-pressed herding crabs were eating the bodies of these creatures.

None of the creatures were poisoned and seemed to have been hanged by other creatures.

When Han Fei raised his head again, he found that the eyes of all kinds of bright crystals lit up in all directions, in all dark corners. There also seems to be a great deal of life hidden around.

“I'm a good boy...”