My Super Estate

Chapter 2357 calculations?Inverse calculation??

"Haha!!!"

People, when happy, always want to express their own feelings with laughter.

In fact, the same is true for Mozu.

There is no other difference with people. I am happy and do not laugh a few times, as if I were uncomfortable.

The Black Tiger Demon Ancestor is now the typical most happy time.

The Three Black Devil Patriarchs have deep love?

Just kidding, Lao Tzu is a Demon Race, most ruthless and unrighteous. How could there be such a deep feeling?

Black dragon in black?

What is that?If you die, there will be no big deal. As long as these guys are taken down, you will not have the so-called Three Black Devil Ancestors?

"How about the Quartet?

How is it now, but there is still so much confidence?"

At the order of one thousand, three hundred and three hundred demons all acted.

Wang Yang's speed is fast enough, but no matter how fast, what can he do, is he still trapped in battle?

Put a palm towards each side, and with Wang Yang's strength, hit this palm. This is in the universe. It is estimated that there is nothing he can't break.

Unfortunately, no matter how he shot, there was still a wall of light not far from his side.

Wang Yang’s attack is impossible to withstand even one of the universe’s star regions, but there is no turmoil when he hits this light wall.

It seems to be a palm, directly hit the water, although you can feel the substantial blockage, but it does not bring any substantial effect.

"Nice sleepy.

For this difficult situation, you have spent a lot of thought!"

After a field experiment, Wang Yang can accurately grasp the strength of this trapped array.

With his own strength, it is indeed a little worse.

"Haha, you lords of the Quartet, in the universe, with great reputation, how can this seat not spend more effort?"

"Are you spending so much? Just a sleepy array? Are you sure, dealing with them?"

Qingsong Shengzi?

Don't joke, the sad tiger is the most dangerous and will bite.

Do you think that a son of Qingsong can perfectly restrain the master of Qingsong?

You are afraid that you are not wrong.

What's more, Dali King, Wuzhong, and the two of them, who is really provoke?

You think that if you trap me like this, you can deal with them?

If you really think so, then I have to say that you are really wrong.

Wang Yang's expression, how can the Black Tiger Demon Ancestor not understand?

But how could he fight such an unsure battle?

"Humph, then you can watch it!"

Speaking, I saw his hands quickly printed a series of fingerprints.

At the same time, naturally, there was a very strong mana fluctuation in his body, and there was a avenue rising behind him.

Then, you can see that you have changed the world.

This is an endless void.

In the void, there is nothing, nothing.Even, Wang Yang can clearly feel that there is not even the most basic vitality here.

Close your eyes, following a kind of induction, want to return to the Quartet.

However, his mind could not sense the slightest fluctuation from the Quartet.

Here, it is still on the interstellar battlefield.

In other words, here, it is basically an array space.

Was it exiled?

Or are you stuck in a lost area?

Huh?

Suddenly, I sensed that there was an incomparably great will ahead and came directly.

Just for that kind of willpower, Wang Yang had to take a step back and avoid the edge.

"It's you?"

Wang Yang has seen it, this is the magic fairy before.

However, in contrast, this projection has too much power. Just because of the natural will power, Wang Yang has to retreat, and he dare not look directly at it.

"Human race, we meet again!"

"Yes!

Lord Moxian, your performance makes me feel puzzled. You are a great Moxie. How could you be so insulted by the Black Tiger Mozu?"

Yes, it is humiliation.

The one in front of him, that is a great demon, how could it be that his black tiger demon ancestors can come in such a way and wave away?

Willing to show you once, it is a great gift to you, and you dare to talk more, killing you, is the greatest virtue to you.

Different statuses are already doomed. Between the two, they have different values ​​and different ways of life.

In the eyes of Moxian, where is your little devil ancestor, who is qualified to have the chance to talk?

"dead!"

Sure enough, it's a magic fairy, and the behavior is so uncertain.

Everyone had just talked about it well. As a result, if they did not agree, they shot violently towards Wang Yang.

This shot was the same trick as before, but it gave Wang Yang a much stronger feeling.

The mighty power, like waves, wave after wave, coming towards Wang Yang.

It seems that Wang Yang is a small boat that rises and falls in the waves, and may be overturned by the waves at any time.

"drink!"

Facing such a situation, Wang Yang had no choice.

With a loud shout, naturally, an infinite amount of purple shimmer broke out.

Against the background of purple light, Wang Yang seems to be a round of purple sun. Naturally, it has endless power transmission and breaks through a lot of space. It is passed from the real world that does not know where it is. .

During such a dangerous period, Wang Yang's other means basically have no meaning, only to communicate with his own mind, the mark of the purple sun that has always been stationed in his own spiritual world.

However, after the last outbreak, this mark is now too much.

Next time, I am afraid that the entire mark will be destroyed.

For Wang Yang, this mark is of great significance, and it is related to whether he can make Daoxing improve again.

He is already a cosmic giant. If he wants to improve, the difficulty is too great. It is no longer an ordinary opportunity to help.

However, he had no choice.

"boom!!"

If the two tigers compete, there will be a wound.

Moxian doesn't pay attention, he doesn't say hello, but he tries his best.

However, Wang Yang is not weak, and the cards are all out. At the crucial moment, there is a trace of resistance.

However, between the two, there must be a victory or defeat.

It is a pity that Wang Yang lost.

puff……

The immense might of Moxian destroyed all of his resistance, and then, it was the ground, the palm of his hand, hitting Wang Yang.

Wang Yang seemed like a kite with a broken thread, floating in the void, not knowing how far it flew.

"Huh, it's not dead yet?"

Wang Yang did not die.

The magic fairy was very surprised.