The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 908 What kind of bad intentions can a kitten have?

As soon as Lao Wang came to this kind of time, he came to God, and invited out his translator + speaker combination that was not working at all times: "Everyone, don't bark your teeth and ask me, do you really understand our situation? Does the color of the name, and the size of the island, mean anything?"

Lao Wang is no longer the young Lao Wang he used to be. Lao Wang is now a mature Lao Wang.

As a conscientious senior in the industry, Lao Wang is willing to give some advice to his juniors and leave room for those who are long-hearted, as long as his mood is not so bad, especially if there are faces among these people who are flower growers.
Well, it is relatively easy to distinguish the facial contours of Han and other common big families from the surrounding neighbors.

Then, these words are more or less warning and murderous, meaning that the fish and mosquitoes have no meat on their legs, now I will give you a step to kneel down, go away and don't get blood all over your body.

Just yelling like this, let alone, there are really more than a dozen islands that are desperate to get out of the way and hide halfway.

Either the conscience is not enough, or the strength is not enough, in short, I still have a relatively clear self-cognition. The three islands are placed there, and the width of the visual inspection is more than 10 kilometers. A master who is at the pinnacle of self-confidence shouted, well, let's stay away from the fights of gods and don't join in the fun.

In the end, Lao Wang's trick of mocking Xiaolian really disgusted the guys who pulled the opposite team into a relatively large scale. He was gearing up to teach these shameless young people a lesson.

"Hehe, you have backbone!"

"Bones are so hard, the soup must be rich in calcium if you interrupt it?"

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, you don't know if you're dead or alive!"

"Be smart and give me things to keep for you. Maybe I can show you a way to survive when I'm happy!"

"Insanity."

There was a lot of chatter, I don’t know how many languages ​​were swearing, Lao Wang’s translator went down on the spot, and it took several restarts to respond again.

Lao Wang sneered: "Are you worthy? My brain is filled with water, why don't you go out quickly and save the green tree in your heart?"

Before the words fell, and there was no time for the other party to interpret and respond at all, all kinds of artillery, howitzers, anti-aircraft guns, and machine guns on Li Cang Island had already started roaring, and chain crossbow arrows rained all over the place, locking the nearest one on the spot. A batch of empty islands immediately began to pull back.

Old Wang Li Cang did not adjust the orbital line when he came out, so Kongdao is naturally in orbital mode at the moment.

That is to say, except for manpower and prayer power to knock down the chain crossbow at the connection point, there is no island that cannot be dragged away by them. The rules of the orbital line cannot be questioned by any subordinate.

In almost two seconds, the air island clusters in all directions completely lost their accurate vision, and the world was full of explosions, flames, and thick smoke, and there were also many smoke bombs and tear gas bombs with large equivalents and high obscuration rates.

A thick smoke billowed and howled ghosts and wolves.

More people in the rear vaguely heard the screams of killing that could not be concealed by the artillery fire during the roar, and they couldn't help but panic in their hearts-it doesn't matter who got on the other first, the front has already been directly on the side. battle!

Ordinarily, if the strengths are almost equal, this kind of chaos is the most popular and dominant for Li Cang's side. If you want to grab the goods in my hand, then you have to go to my island first. Why don't you shout? Working hard on the track line is not used to your stinking problem.

As for now
Big Kunkun and Goudan took off, and the dense airdrops began.

People who have never even seen a wild boar run will occasionally feel self-confident. They always feel that everything cannot escape the law of sliding shovels. When Sky Island was used as a springboard to ignore the fact that Sky Island’s subordinates were still standing guard on the island and raging back and forth, they suddenly and slightly understood a rather simple truth: awesome people really have their own awesomeness, and they always It can rise up in unexpected places.

Damn, I’m still on my own island. Whoever robbed who? It’s just that you, as the party being beaten by fire, don’t have any self-consciousness. Why the hell are you rushing to my island to beat us up? ? ?
The most exaggerated one is Pharaoh, this guy is obviously suppressed enough by the sea of ​​bitterness for ten days, and when he makes a move, he turns into a black demon of Balala + a "ring of resistance to fire" covering a radius of 5 kilometers, a super giant I don't know how many Hun'er were frightened away by the huge range of fel fire aura coming down, but the Hun'er who were really touched by the fire must have disappeared immediately.

You may not be injured because of this, but the pain specification beyond the tolerable range is inevitable.

The decibel volume of the screams suddenly surpassed the continuous artillery fire, and it lasted less than three seconds before stopping abruptly. It was not that the fel fire was not durable enough, but that the pain contained in the initial tearing of the vocal cords did not allow them to produce a normal volume. roar.

The contest between subordinates can always give people some surprises. Among the hundreds of empty islands, several subordinates performed exceptionally well. Even the Magic Mountain, which was not equipped with horse legs, could not go through a few rounds under their hands.

The figures of these people are naturally unable to hide from the owls hovering in the air and spreading the true sight. The three fel fire bullets almost knocked over two of them at the same time, and the third bullet went straight through the body of the No.3 slave, basically It didn't affect him in any way.

"what?"

Tai Xiaoyi did not fire the sop again, but cautiously threw out a dark side of the moon to hide herself, changed the position, and then said through the intercom: "Mr. Zhong, Cang, you have a position 15 degrees ahead. Somebody punched through a set of Magic Mountains and took a bullet from me, ah—”

In just a few words, Tai Xiaoyi suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Old Wang: "What's the matter? Miss?"

Da Leizi said, "I'm here, the little lady was hurt a little, but she's fine."

Li Cang interface: "I'll go find it."

The third person who was sniped released a very conspicuous orange beam to injure Tai Xiaoyi, and at the same time exposed his position in front of Li Cang. Dozens of magic mountains and hundreds of dog legs gave up on their opponents. , surrounded the past towards that person.

Li Cang moved even faster, rising and falling like a cannonball, blocking the guy's way.

"Are you planning to go to my island?"

"Boy, who gave you the courage to die"

boom!
Before he could finish his ruthless words, a scarlet-like mist and beam of light had already torn apart the ground under his feet and spewed out wildly. The guy moved very quickly, and he sensed the crisis almost instantly. Layers of eye-catching bright yellow, like a golden sculpture.

After all, he was half a step too late, his right hand and right arm hadn't had time to get out of the range of [Fen]'s attack, and they were directly blown into wisps of fine powder.

"Huh? Interesting."

On the contrary, Li Cang was a little surprised, because the attack logic of the small blood blast added with Foehn elements was almost the same as that of the big blood blast, at least the bones would be preserved, and it was impossible for the arms and legs to disappear together with the bones.

Sure enough, when Li Cang's big magic wand hit it, the man's arms and legs had recovered, but the man's face didn't look any better because of it——

Li Cang chose to attack at the cost of consuming the red bars, so the [Fen] skill would naturally not use mental power to activate some kind of explosion like in the hands of Isolaye, but the Foehn and blood bar replacement technique double whammy.

To some extent, after this thing was transferred to Li Cang's hands, it actually became more terrifying countless times.

"Damn!"

The guy let out a roar, and lost his balance after being bombarded by Xiaoxue, so he had no choice but to pick up the big magic wand that followed.

lol~
There was another ear-piercing explosion, and the man was directly thrown by the big wand and rolled tens of meters away. Before he could recover, a group of heavy guns from the Demon Mountain had already approached him.

More than a dozen heavy guns cut through the man's body like hot knives cutting butter, but not a trace of blood spattered out. Where the gun blade passed, the two-part wound closed automatically.

He got up like no one else, and a ball of light that was condensed like gold and stone raised his hand and threw it at Li Cang. At the same time, dozens of servants of fate that belonged to him had already followed the crowd to Li Cang.

"Innocent brat!"

Urbis Machado, that is, the man who glows like a gold and stone sculpture, his hands are trembling slightly.

He is very familiar with the performance of Li Cang's ground explosion skill. It is clearly a variant of Isolaye's mental attack skill. The expression of excitement and fear appeared on Machado's face at the same time. The monster's skills are collected and used for itself. The fear is that even if you want to know it with your toes, this thing is definitely the iron proof that the other party can kill Isolaye!

Normal subordinates understand how buggy and terrifying Isolaye's defensive light film is. It takes mental damage, is supported by the illusion itself or the one behind it, and is fed back by reducing the will and reason of the subordinates who are substituted into the illusion. itself.
Under multiple blessings, they have almost become real immortal bodies. The harder they fight with them, the longer they linger in the second level or even the first level, the weaker the subordinates themselves will be.

For the subordinates, this kind of "inconspicuous" mob with a simple structure is the ultimate hob meat that they would rather go directly to the night-dire than face. There were quite a few people killed, but they absolutely didn't want to believe that someone could really kill Isolaye. That thing is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not something that normal humans can hope to kill directly!

Li Cang didn't have time to pay attention to how shocked Machado was by every one of his skills. Dozens of kobolds in gold armor and servants of fate suddenly rushed up around him, holding a crescent-shaped long-handled sickle, which seriously distracted him. .

By the way, is this familiar stuff from the Egyptian area?

The ball of light thrown by Machado failed to fall on Li Cang, and was directly drawn by a magic wand into a goddess scattered flowers. The scattered fireflies fell on the surrounding land and dead bodies, bursting into a frenzy. Severe corrosion sound.

The soil was collapsing, and the fresh and plump corpse quickly shriveled up, revealing the pale, scorched bones in the thick black and yellow smoke, and started moving again.

Li Cang's feet were empty: "Wipe"

The ground under the feet suddenly turned into dirty quicksand in black, yellow, black, and yellow, and quickly attacked the surface of the empty island, devouring everything above it like life, regardless of enemy or friend, life or death.

The quicksand coiled up from the feet of those corpses, forming new organs, flesh and blood tissue, skin, eyes, ears, mouth and nose for the corpses with only dry bones, and finally even the crude armor was fully evolved.

The quicksand swallowed everything within the range, but did not bury Li Cang, but restricted Li Cang's movements, imprisoned him like a reinforced concrete pure soil, and stretched out countless tentacles to firmly bind Li Cang's body, thinning The sand layer spread from the contact point to Li Cang's whole body, forming a hard shell on his body surface.

Those dog-headed servants of fate with thick skin like black bears and the corpse monsters summoned by Machado's skills rushed towards Li Cang like chicken blood, all kinds of weapons and claws desperately greeted Li Cang, and directly killed him. The whole person is submerged in quicksand.

Machado grinned: "Asshole! You've been fooled—"

Old Wang rumbled past, without stopping, chasing a few people rumbling away: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Cang, why are you still dragging after you haven't seen him for a few days?"

Li Leisi's unkind laughter in the communicator: "Pfft~"

Machado: "???"

Jill couldn't fix this scene for Machado, and it took him a long time to think about it again, but he couldn't remember what he wanted to say just now.

fuck, aren't you teammates?

Not a teammate?
teammate?
?
?

The blood of Li Cang and those monsters almost mixed several flat quicksands into mud, struggling to tear up several dog-headed "Anubis", Li Cang suddenly suffocated against the rapidly expanding yellow sand tornado in Machado's hands. A particularly interesting line: "I remembered! Imerton, right? You simulated Imerton's blood? No wonder it looks so familiar! I always like that movie!"

Machado: "."

Yes, is it that obvious?
Machado was a little dazed for a moment, and before he could react, the tornado had taken shape and out of his control—sorry, my short-lived little fans.

Then, Machado heard the guy roar with interest: "Then are you also afraid of cats?"

Machado was in the gap period of continuous release of skills, and before he could react at all, he was swept by a huge black shadow that forcibly smashed through the magic sandstorm, and his butt flew back several hundred meters.

What is this?

cat? ?

cat! !

You call this kind of thing a "cat"?
How the hell do you have the nerve to call this kind of thing a "cat"!

Ms. Qiu was already very experienced as a stepfather's doormat, and it was only natural for her to be thrown out. She reacted very quickly. She raised her paw and slapped her hard——

"click~"

Half of Machado's body was shattered, and countless tiny vortexes were set off by the golden sand all over the place, re-condensing towards the body, and gradually recovered, but the speed of healing was obviously not as fast as when Li Cang caused damage to him.

When Machado's head re-condensed and his sight resumed, what appeared in front of him was Miss Qiu's big mouth
Head separated!

The dreadlocks and tail on Miss Qiu's neck pierced into his body at the same time, impatiently sucking him physically.

It's an old routine. Ms. Qiu has used it against old Caipesh's Dragon Blood Knight. To some extent, this is Ms. Qiu's recognition of Machado's nutritional value.

Machado doesn't think so.

Those three tails and hundreds of dreadlocks basically completely ignored the physical immunity mechanism brought by his skills, they were simply pumping his red and blue bars with water, and his physical strength, strength, and magic power quickly left him, The brilliance of Machado's unreleased counter skills was extinguished like a candle in the wind.

(End of this chapter)