The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2161: The King of Scrolls, Kicks the Scrolls Horizontally

Three minutes is very short, not even enough for Lao Wang to set up the chessboard; three minutes is very long, and the Americans have to switch between 108 postures for this.

The Undead Halo is not a real shield, but Li Cang uses it as a shield. Not only does it have a shield, it can also counter shields. Not only does it have a shield, it can also dig up your ancestral graves.

Spatial structures with dozens or hundreds of levels are not "layers" in the true sense. That is too difficult. In fact, in addition to the multiple levels used to isolate the world line drag force and replace the subspace shuttle force provided by the America system, the main body is still based on multiple bead structures connected end to end.

Halfway through the time, Li Cang, who was in a state of continuous bombardment, suddenly forced a very cold smile on his face.

smile.

The kind of emoticon that makes Lao Wang grin with a fake smile.

"I caught you~"

Yes, Li Cang finally returned to the first level of space he had experienced before, the subspace with his servants of fate that had not been completely cleared. Several links of the same origin suddenly opened, and the terrifying shadow of the skeleton gate was looming behind the vortex.

The Bone Sister in the [Gluttony] state, the Blade Sister riding the Concubine Serpent, the Silver Ridge Beast wrapped in the howling cold wind
In addition to Lao Wang, the magician also brought all his palus in, starting from zero frame, and the field was unfolded. The bone girl even had a bunch of anti-jump bombs and cancer bombs packed in alienated bone boxes in her arms. No need to ask, you know that it was definitely Lao Wang's work.

"Lang~" Xi Niang called out halfway, then frowned and looked at the guys hiding outside the boundary with unfriendly eyes, "You are a thief who hides his head and shows his tail. Die!"

A gurgling sound was heard in the void, and the water of the Yellow Spring appeared out of thin air outside the barrier of the subspace. It looked like a winding stream, but in fact it was a turbulent undercurrent. In a way that the Americans and even Li Cang found incredible, and without any hindrance, it carried the lives and even the souls of the virtual figures in the entire space along with the current.

"Ka La La~"

The spider-web-like cracks on the sub-space barrier appeared densely and abruptly, and the sound was like the collision of glaciers. At a certain moment, Li Cang even saw the spherical outline of another level of space being peeled off within this level of space, and it was shattered into true nothingness.

The scarlet life energy was bright and alive. In the underworld, it quickly filled the entire subspace with a gushing posture comparable to that hammered out by Li Cang himself with a large magic wand, rolling back like a dragon, and completely driving the red-hot magician into a bloody rage.

Li Cang, whose conversion rate was as unreasonable as that of the Zerg, had scarlet blood in his eyes and his whole body was like a blazing flame. With a large magic wand in his hand, the myriad life energies instantly formed like a tide, and with his subtle expressions and movements, they surged and gradually transitioned to and evolved into [Fishy Wind].

"Tsk~"

To Dylan and the others in the council hall, Li Cang's expression was like the devil's coming to the world. It was as if he had tasted something delicious that satisfied him. But then they thought that the surging scarlet color was actually the life energy of their compatriots. The atmosphere in the council hall, which had just been a little excited, suddenly turned cold.

In the sub-space bubble structure, the three-color extinct characters rotate endlessly. The sound is like Sanskrit, and the listeners never get tired of it. The color has no form, and the truth is easy to understand. At this moment, it actually complements the unpredictable means of the bridesmaid.

But these were obviously invisible to His Excellency the magician. The crimson-purple undead halo was swallowed up by the inky dark storm. At the same time, a humanoid figure that was no different from him stood there, and the huge phantom of the threshold personality that was as tall as the sky and the earth had been forcibly awakened and fully materialized by tearing the void with its hands.

As the red wind rolled, the magician, who had no time to convert and distribute the energy to the rebellious sons, was carefully poured with the life energy of the Americans who were completely destroyed in this subspace. He was forced to release a round of blood explosion because he had no time to convert and distribute the energy to the rebellious sons.

Rather than a bloody explosion, it was more like the silent and insane roar of a threshold personality. The scarlet and dazzling strange power went from lingering and guarding to erupting without warning in just a moment.

"Boom~"

The expensive monitoring equipment in the American Capitol was filled with plasma sparks and black smoke.

Congressman Dylan's eyes twitched all the way to the corners of his mouth: "Fix them! I don't care what method you use! Fix them for me immediately!" "Establish a second link, quickly, I want to talk to them right now!"

"Move, you damned pigs!"

The final push was followed by great ups and downs. One can imagine how furious Congressman Dylan was. Not only were the elite troops of the Confederacy of America sent there, but also his private soldiers, a total of 8,000 death warriors used in the power game.

Subspace bubble.

Li Cang squinted his eyes. The feeling of being used as the first channel for life energy to explain the pros and cons was like lighting his eyeballs to roast his brain. In the sage time after the chaos, the subtle perception of each nerve was magnified countless times, and his control over the burning wind, the fishy wind, and the three-phase power reached a level that was previously unimaginable.

"Ms. Shirley, your condition seems to have changed after the blood explosion?"

"Nonono, my lord, this is just a symbolic display of your strength reaching the next level. As powerful as you are, do you still need this little test to test my loyalty?"

Mom sells batches.

Sooner or later, I will sew your mouth shut.

The several layers of subspace bubbles that were shattered by the blood explosion seemed to have disrupted a certain specific deployment of the American Legion, so that almost half of the subspace bubbles that were intact showed a state of stratification and even mutual separation, from overlapping each other to becoming a beaded shape in the current field of vision.

But I have to say that the Americans are so fat and juicy. They are just two or three people in the subspace, but they can sustain a big blood explosion. Even Timi has brought out the disaster and threshold personality. It's a perfect tonic.

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I'm hungry
The magician's spellcasting pre-swing and mental formula were so simple and unpretentious. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the big magic wand made a sharp bang, and it shattered the subspace bubble that had no value to begin with, and shot towards the next subspace along with the shadows of the dead.

Wow~
The magical selection mechanism of the dead minions exploded magnificently. Whether it was one tenth or nine tenths has become a metaphysical problem rather than mathematical logic. The life units were instantly counted on one's fingers.

"Mission failed, retreat, retreat!"

"Run away!"

"go!"

Very decisive. After all, there was no point in trying to force it any further. The last few dozen seconds of the shield were like an insurmountable wall of despair and sighs. The mechanism was broken and the BOSS began to recover health.

After untold hardships, massive resources, and the death of a trainload of black witches and white witches, they finally got Li Cang's "pheromones" from the National Defense Formation and that damn Martinis, and tried every possible means to get rid of his beastly fate servants and teammates who were worse than beasts. It can be said that they had the best of both worlds, but they were still destroyed at the last moment.
Fake!

Fack Fack Fack!

It can't be suppressed, it can't be expelled, it can't be exiled, damn the origin of hostility, damn the long river sunset, damn fucking fuck!

"Walk?"

Raising his hand was another mockery of the laws of war. He bought this thing in wholesale and it had no CD.

Li Cang grimaced. There was no place on his body that didn't hurt. He was so angry that he had no place to vent. How could you just leave like that? I'm a magician and a succubus. Pah, do you want to give up the reputation of the King of Track Lines?