Rebirth Game Tycoon

Although it successfully shattered the shadow blade like a bone-attached maggot, this did not mean that the crisis that Lu Menglin encountered was lifted.

Just feeling tight, as if the surrounding air had turned into glue, Lu Menglin suddenly had the illusion that he had become a caught insect.

However, he quickly shook his head vigorously, guessing that this was not the real situation, but that his consciousness was being affected by some powerful idea.

While reciting "Zhen Wu Ju Li Jue" silently in his heart, Lu Menglin suddenly raised his head, with an extremely bright smile on his face.

Although he doesn't understand the changes in mental skills, he knows that his spiritual consciousness is powerful!Visualization for so long is not for nothing!

As long as it is stronger than God's consciousness, Lu Menglin absolutely does not believe that he will lose to anyone!

According to Xiaozhi, his mental power has reached several dozen times that of ordinary people. How can ordinary human players compare so much?

Sure enough, the apostle who used the mental power barrier to block the bullet before drove the mental power to fight against Lu Menglin's divine consciousness, his face turned pale.

He wanted to directly influence the opponent's perception with a mental barrier, causing him to make a wrong judgment, but he didn't know that the opponent's mental power was incredibly strong and could not be shaken at all.

As a result, the apostle's feet were soft, and he fell over.

In his way, return his body.He failed to shake Lu Menglin's spirit, so he had to bear the backlash himself. Now it was his turn to be stuck in the glue and couldn't get out of it.

"His will is very tenacious, and he uses physical skills to deal with him!" The big head seemed to see some clues and shouted.

Before the words were over, a fire dragon suddenly appeared, flaring its teeth and dancing its claws, turning into a line of fire, full of heat, and rushed towards Lu Menglin.

The Eight-Chariot Master on the side was so startled, the old nun was unambiguous and greeted him with a sword.

She didn't know whether the other party was using illusion or something else, and whether the fire dragon was real or fake, she only had a three-foot green front in her hand and could break it with a single sword.

A fierce sword aura soared into the sky, like a cold moonlight, shining on the earth and enshrining sentient beings, yet it was incomparable and cold, without expecting the return of sentient beings.

This instinctive sword aura with a bitter chill hit the fire dragon head-on.

Cold and hot, two energies of different nature collided together in a decisive manner.

In an instant, the vigorous fire dragon was cut in half by sword energy, and the flame on its body was instantly extinguished for most of it, becoming weak and weak, as if it were stunned.

After the sword qi extinguished the flame, the remaining momentum remained unchanged, and it still pierced in the direction of the twelve apostles.

A sword-shaped half the size of a tabletop suddenly appeared in the void, piercing it straight.

Brolong also smiled and looked at the sword qi that pierced his chest, and stayed still, until the sword qi came in front of him, he bulged his cheeks and blew it out in one breath.

His breath blew like a white rainbow shining through the sun, condensed but not scattered, and unexpectedly blew a white mark in the void, hitting the sword intent of Bacha Shitai head-on.

Peng!The sword qi was blown away by him, and disappeared invisible.

An unbelievable expression first appeared on the face of Master Bacha, and then the expression became more and more serious.

Just now, there was a silent thunder from the sword aura. Although the shape of the sword was not obvious, the sword intent was unparalleled. It was the master of the Eight Chariots who had gathered all his life skills, so he could cut the fire dragon with one sword.

Her original intention was with this sword, by surprise, to eradicate the strongest enemy for Lu Menglin, but she only took a breath to defeat her sword intent.

The strength is so terrifying that it has far exceeded Bache Shitai's estimate, and it is no wonder that she will show that almost desperate look.

Based on the understanding of Lu Menglin by the Eight Chariot Master, she didn't think that Lu Menglin had enough strength to defeat the opponent. When encountering such a monster, she should not even have the slightest chance of winning.

In this stupefied effort, the ground under the feet of Master Bacha suddenly rose, almost making her feet unstable.

Afterwards, a giant arm made of mud and sand drilled out of the soil, pinched its fingers into a fist, turned into a fist larger than a sand bowl, and hit Bacha Shitai's waist.

The power of this giant fist was amazing, and the eight-wheeler Master had just consumed his strength with the sword, and the bottom plate was unstable, and he was blown away by the opponent's punch, fell to the ground, and was embarrassed.

Lu Menglin was immediately angry when he saw the Bacha Master attacked.

"Dare to hurt my eighth aunt! Are you all looking for death?" Lu Menglin roared, bending over and shooting at the twelve apostles like an arrow from the string.

"No! Don't go there!" Although Bacha Shitai was injured and fell to the ground, her eyesight was still there. Seeing Lu Menglin mad for herself, she hurriedly stopped.

Under normal circumstances, when a warrior encounters such a changing and extraordinary person, he should indeed find a way to fight in close combat, but the opponent is not one, but a group, and among them, there is more force than Lu Menglin, so he rushed to get close. Fighting, isn't that looking for death?

Seeing Lu Menglin rushed forward, the twelve apostles smiled unanimously.

Obviously, they are laughing at this kid overpowering himself and digging his own way!

"I'm coming!" Among the twelve apostles, a figure appeared more and more, striding towards Lu Menglin.

Sure enough, it's Tu Chuming again!

This warrior-born apostle seems to like to fight against Lu Menglin very much, and his strength is already extremely tyrannical. Others are happy to see him contribute, and they have no objection.

In an instant, Lu Menglin and Tu Qinchuan fought once again.

The two of them fisted and fisted, and there was a series of explosive noises in the air.

Tu Chupu's punch was stronger than a punch, like a raging sea, causing Lu Menglin to back again and again.

"Boy, find a chance to run away! You can't do them." While Tu Chuming threw out his fists and flew into Lu Menglin, he used sound transmission and secret skills to reach the opponent's ears.

"I won't run away! This is my site!" Lu Menglin raised his arm, held Tu Ching's fist, and said in a low voice.

"Then you go to die! Let me kill you! It's a hundred!" Tu Chu said angrily, his strength heavier by another three points.

"You? You are a bit short! You can't!"

Lu Menglin lifted his knees, and blocked another sweep of Tu Chunchun's legs. Under the vigorous blows, the two retreated at the same time.

"Say I can't? You're looking for death! Dare to say I can't! Shoot you to death!" Tu Chuan was furious, his palms shot out, fingers like hooks.

This hook exerted sufficient force, and the gang energy in Tu Qin's body burst out, and the power enveloped the fields, making someone unavoidable and inevitable.

The eight-wheeler on the side was too clever, and of course he knew how powerful this shot was, and his face changed drastically.

Lu Menglin was not afraid of it. He turned slightly on his side and swung out with one arm to meet Tu Chu's attack.

He dealt with Tu Chanchu's full blow with one arm, and this move was simply a death-seeking behavior in the eyes of everyone!

Tu Chunqin is a veteran of the veteran secret medicine. After becoming an apostle, his strength has increased to a higher level. Although he is only ranked third among the twelve apostles, many people secretly believe that he is second only to Brolong. The super master, the real combat power is only stronger than the black frame.

In an instant, the two claws slammed together again.

An invisible strong shock wave exploded in all directions with the fists of the two as the core.

The wind is like a knife, blowing on your face!

Some of the Twelve Apostles immediately opened the spiritual barrier, which was able to withstand the power of the aftermath.

Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man!

Human words can be false, but actions are difficult to hide their minds.

Lu Menglin had this weird feeling. Although Tu Chuming shouted and screamed to kill, he seemed to be merciless when he started, but under his frenzied attack, he still lacked a murderous intention, as if he just wanted to let himself know Hard to retreat and drive away people.

This is a very subtle feeling, only the two people who are really in the fight know it well.

"Offended!" Lu Menglin's thoughts moved slightly, knowing that he didn't need to test any more, and he immediately made a decision.

Suddenly, as Lu Menglin exhaled and raised his voice, he stimulated the acupuncture points with Dan Jin, and his entire arm instantly turned into a dark and hideous ghost and god arm, greatly increasing in power.

Tu Chunchun didn't notice for a while, only felt that the strength from his fist had suddenly increased tenfold, and his face was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't believe what he had encountered.

Dan Jin spit lightly along the arm of the ghost and god, and directly slammed Tu Ching's fist, causing him to open the empty door.

Taking advantage of this rare gap, Lu Menglin probed his claws expressionlessly into his arms, and slapped Tu Ching's chest with one claw.

Tu Ching's chest was full of energy, desperately resisting the opponent's Dan Jin from invading his body, but the quality of the two sides' Qi was different. Under Dan Jin's bombardment, Tu Chu's Kang Jin's defense force was like a broken bamboo, and it collapsed thousands of miles.

Under the eruption of anger, Tu Chunqin's whole body was blown about seven or eight meters like a kite with a broken line, and then he fell to the ground heavily, embarrassed.

The clothes on his chest were shattered, and a blue-purple claw mark appeared on his chest, which seemed to be injured.

Tu Chanchun's face suddenly turned blue, then turned pale.

He quickly took out a secret medicine, opened his mouth and swallowed it, his face lightened slightly.

Seeing Tu Qinqin's defeat unexpectedly, the expressions of the other eleven Venerable Apostles were all a little surprised.

However, the looks of everyone are different.

Seeing the defeat of Tu Ching Chu in the black frame, his face suddenly became gloomy and his brows frowned, as if he was re-evaluating Lu Menglin's combat power.

However, the tension on his face was 70% true and 3% false, and there was a sense of relief hidden between his brows.

It seemed that Tu Ching was lost to Lu Menglin, but he was a little more relaxed.

But Bro Longye's expression was completely opposite to that of the black frame. He didn't care about Tu Chuming's victory or defeat at all. Instead, he showed some kind of eager excitement. He seemed to feel that he should be happy to find a powerful opponent.