This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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As soon as the swordsman with the sword in his shoulder stood up, he felt a tingling in his right arm.

Turning his head, he saw dozens of knuckle-long red ants crawling out of the wound and began to gnaw his shoulder vigorously.

With a shot on his right arm, the invisible sword energy directly shook the ants to death, but the toxins attached to the ants' mouthparts continued to pour in, making the swordsman's consciousness trance.

"What is this?" The swordsman asked subconsciously.

"A kind of evil thing." Cui En raised the lyre in his hand, "I call it the [Insect Mother Lyre]. After it hits, it can continuously summon red fire ants in the target body. It tastes good, right."

"Disgusting stuff."

With a reverse slash, the toxin in the body was cut to the opposite effect. The swordsman stepped on the wall, as if a huge gecko was crawling against the almost vertical wall, and appeared in front of Cui En in a blink of an eye.

The sudden turn did not give Cui En enough time to react. When the opponent picked up the Insect Mother Lyre and wanted to fight back, the swordsman had already swung his sword and cut off Cui En's arm.

But to the surprise of the swordsman, what came out of Cui En's broken arm was not blood, but white quicksand.

"[Quicksand Clone], this is not an evil thing, but a treasure. To fight a treasure hunter, you must be prepared for the opponent's body full of treasures."

Another sword light flashed, this sword light appeared from below the swordsman, making him too late to react, and the sword light directly cut off a piece of flesh and blood from his waist.

The arm that had been severed just now turned into a small Cui En standing on the ground with a strangely shaped knife in his hand.

"[Yesterday's Knife], you can store a thing from yesterday and release it today. Anything is possible. Then, this is it."

Taking off his wide-brimmed hat, a huge steel maid suddenly appeared behind Cui En.

After the maid appeared, she opened her chest directly, revealing the bright small room full of fairy tale style.

"[Polite Iron Maiden], only people who really understand etiquette can use it. Although it looks very warm, you don't want to go in a second time."

The maid swallowed the swordsman directly, and the swordsman's heart-piercing screams soon erupted from inside.

After eliminating the swordsman in a very short time, Cui En jumped down and stood in front of Lu Fan and Satan Ye.

"It's you in the end."

Facing the sudden attack on Cui En, Satan Ye pulled out the Conscience Sword in his pocket and threw it directly at Cui En in front of him.

Looking at the Conscience Sword above his head, Cui En lifted his cloak.

Under the cloak, there was an endless darkness, and everything wrapped in the cloak was sent to this darkness, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Use the cloak to collect multiple conscience swords, this cloak continued to enlarge, and then the two people in front of him were collected.

After gathering Lu Fan and Satan Ye, Cui En shook his head gently.

But so.

I thought that the person who caused the president's headache would be so powerful, but now it looks like it's just so-so.

Of course, if he only relied on his own strength, he would have problems dealing with a swordsman.

But the way of fighting treasure hunters must not rely solely on their own strength, the application of treasures is the most important.

Reflecting on the strengths and weaknesses of this battle, Cui En was about to return to life when he suddenly heard a burst of hysterical laughter.

Lifting his head, he saw a giant with a naked body appeared in the sky, drinking wine and laughing wildly.

Staring at this giant, Cui En immediately rushed to an indescribable sense of fear, followed by an urge to indulge and enjoy.

"This is... the **** of pleasure, why does he appear?"

The **** of pleasure is a powerful **** believed by most treasure hunters.

After all, the job of a treasure hunter is to lick blood on the edge of the knife, and either die on the way to obtain the treasure or die in his own hands.

In order to paralyze their nerves, they often worship the **** of pleasure, and rely on the other's blessing to get more happiness, so as to better paralyze themselves.

However, this **** usually responds to the prayers of believers only occasionally, and spends most of his time entertaining himself in his temple, and he does not easily go out.

Seeing the gods who came here suddenly, Cui En first bowed his head and saluted, and then asked loudly: "Supreme gods, are you here to perform miracles?"

"The purpose of the miracle was originally a chatter of a passing crow..."

"what did you say?"

"The true meaning of happiness comes from indulgence, from enjoyment, from..."

"What are you talking about?"

It seems that after hearing what Cui En said, the **** of pleasure suddenly stopped laughing, put down the wine jar, stared at Cui En below and said, "The devil is here, and the gods are looking forward to his performance."

"The devil is here, the gods are looking forward to his performance."

"The devil is here, the gods are looking forward to his performance."

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Unlimited repetition of words, UU reading www. uukanshu.com made Cui En feel a sense of fear from the heart.

The words of the gods are themselves part of the truth.

The other party keeps saying all kinds of crazy words, and these crazy words will be transformed into actual things because of the power of the gods. The language of shining golden light condenses its own entity in the air and transforms into content mixed with contradictions and paradoxes. .

Seeing the words condensing different paradox patterns in the air, Cui En felt a little chill on his back.

Gods are above, what happened to him.

Is he crazy?

Before he could understand, he saw something that frightened him even more.

The blockbuster essays fell like snowflakes, twisted together by invisible hands in the air, and flew to the center of the Treasure Hunter Association.

Many people have seen this spectacle, and some even bowed down in front of the **** of pleasure, thinking it was a rare blessing from the gods.

But Cui En just felt wrong.

Looking at the place where the text fell, he squinted his eyes and couldn't help shouting: "There is... a place where evil things are kept!"

Swiftly racing in that direction, Cui En felt that something bad was about to happen.

When he rushed to the important warehouse of the Treasure Hunter Association, he had already seen countless paradoxical writings shrouded here, and there were more golden writings gathering here.

They know what's here!

The magic defense attached to the warehouse was vulnerable to the power of the gods, and countless paradoxical words directly penetrated the magic barrier and flew into the warehouse.

The next moment, Cui En found that the whole world was deformed, distorted, and then sank into darkness.

From above, then the entire True Blood City was crushed into a painting without any thickness in an instant, and then it sank directly into the ground, disappearing from the map without a trace.

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