I am the dragon king in the dimensional chat group

"Ohhhhh, no matter who you are, since your body is not here, it is absolutely no problem for these adults to clean you up, after all, they are."

Izayoi did not resist this coercion, let his stature gradually become shorter, and finally sat cross-legged skillfully.

"After all, although these seven adults don't know their real faces, it is a few of them who walk in the world and are famous enough to scare you to death."

Izayoi, who regarded the terrifying coercion as a quilt, turned over and simply lay down on the ground, continuing to explain with respect and professionalism.

"Hey, this time it's a three-in-one walk, tsk tsk, this face is big enough, after all, even the seven walkers summoned by the powerful enemy I faced when I was the strongest back then, also It's just two and a half, it's time to go on the road, and this big scene will send you off, and you should be content."

ps: Will the last few chapters be difficult to understand?All the characters that appear are original characters, let’s guess what the word is.

Chapter 141 Chapter 138

"der, derder, der~der, der, der, derderder, derderder, derder..."

A wonderful bgm began to play in the open space with the appearance of the seven figures.

The magical rhythm made everyone's facial expressions weird.

A bgm that should not be played at this moment or even should not appear in this scene is just played out of thin air.

It's also this moment, whether it's chat group members from various worlds, or weak group members bragging about charades in the live broadcast room, well, there are only a few not weak members.

Or the black mist that kept getting close to Izayoi and the others before.

They all temporarily put down all the movements in their hands, and listened to this inexplicable familiar tune with concentration.

Obviously, everyone has never heard of it, but they all have a feeling of deja vu.

It seems that it has a kind of magic, which makes everyone addicted to it.

Presumably the family members are listening to the voice of God and thinking about life.

And the thoughts of the members of the chat group are also the same as the above... Generally speaking, they are childhood sweethearts.

"Ah! It sounds terrible, what kind of broken bgm is this! I'm going to smash this speaker!"

Naiyazi was the first to make an impression after hearing it, and everyone else also blocked their ears with the name of Naiyazi's "cup throwing".

But... It's not that the bgm is so ugly that it's hard to eat.

It's just the volume and the timing of it...

It's not so wonderful.

Whether it sounds good or not, it's actually quite an exciting bgm.

In other words, if this kind of bgm is quieter, it does sound good at certain moments.

But now the loudness completely covers all the other sounds in this space, and it explodes at a super loud volume.

And this bgm still seems to penetrate directly into the depths of your soul, no matter how you try to block it, it will still be annoying.

At the same time, this bgm is not only incompatible with the atmosphere and is too noisy, but also gives people a strong premonition that is very bad.

just like……

It's like someone is going to be put in a coffin and carried away.

And that person might even be himself.

Naturally, members of the chat group are not in a good mood to listen.

The black mist on the other side also seemed to be affected, and the black mist began to vibrate violently, and then began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah, sure enough, no matter how many times you listen to this bgm, when the mentality is affected, it will still be affected. After all, it's not just about the music. It's time to turn down the volume, and by the way, help my little brother send that guy away, please, please, Qiu Lijiao."

Izayo took out a headset of the same style as Nagai Izayo from nowhere, put it on his head, and yelled at the center of the bgm on the field a few times.

Although Izayoi knew that the headset was useless.

But you can also comfort yourself to some extent, just like feeling empty and lonely, self-comforting is also very effective when your legs cannot be closed together, isn't it?

Perhaps it was just enough time, and the super loud volume that can torture people to the point of insanity began to decrease.

Everyone also let out a long breath.

Also, this crowd is the key point, circle it, and take the test.

Because even if it is several worlds away, the group members watching the live broadcast.

It is still more or less eroded by the torture king bgm.

Many actors even rolled on the ground twisting left and right, still shouting that I want, I want... Bah, shouting master, I was wrong, I was wrong, stop reading.

But speaking of it, although it was not as exaggerated as the actors' performances, just judging from the fact that the giants in the group also frowned.

It can be seen that the power of the magic sound piercing the ears is indeed not weak.

And it ignores the difference in strength and directly causes the same impact.

This alone makes the members of the chat group think highly of it.

Well, although this is a lot higher than most of the group members.

Maybe it was because he felt that he had done enough face-to-face, so the seven figures didn't think about adding special effects.

What bgm, what light, what mosaic, all began to peel off.

Yes, the word peeling is used to describe it.

It's just that some parts of the black mist were peeled off along with it.

Just a face-to-face, Black Mist suffered serious damage.

Probably because Hei Mist also suffered from pain, the long, black, and big "knuckles" that Hei Mist had used before stretched out again.

After accumulating power for a while, the "slam" fiercely and quickly took a photo of Qidao's figure whose face was still invisible.

It's like swatting a fly.

It's like saying hello again.

"Let's start playing, everyone hold your popcorn, sit in a row, come, pay attention to see what strokes can be found from the crotch of the four-dimensional crotch on the black mosaic, or first determine how the other party wrote the word, How about it?"

Izayoi patted the open space next to his butt, put on his sunglasses and drank a drink very leisurely.

"We... no, big brothers, shouldn't you help those seven summoned creatures? What if you haven't fought them yet?"

Joseph trotted over and asked, clutching his wound.

"...a summoned object?...I think the one with that bgm is not a summoned object."

Lin Jiangxian was not pretentious, he just imitated Shizayoi and sat on the floor.

And what Naiyako, what Saiki Kusuo, also imitated.

Those few who didn't want to be so vulgar continued to hang in the air.

But one thing is the same, and that is the suspicious eyes that everyone casts on Izayoi.

"Hehe, you'll know later, wait for these seven b... the dead seven dwarves turn around and you'll understand, just watch now and see if there's anything on that foggy oligo Hole card. Regarding Joseph's question, I can only say that if, if these seven guys fail to fight, we are ready to run away."

Just kidding, the seven adults have a total of seven master incarnations.

This time, a three-in-one came, and it would be no problem to play abnormally with the strength of a single player in normal times.

If he is really not defeated this time, then Izayoi really only has the option of running away.

Otherwise, if you go shopping, the last sixteen nights will definitely not be easy.

"The watch said, watch, and see if Fangzheng can wake up, don't spend so much effort to save a vegetative person, if that's the case, I might as well dismantle him and feed it to the dogs. Dead people are more dangerous than vegetative people." value."

Shiliuye glanced at Fangzheng, who was not far away from the ground but was still conscious, and said casually.

Then you can clearly see Fangzheng who has remained still all the time, and the hand that looks like a square seems to have moved a bit.

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Chapter 142 Chapter 139

"How about (lowering the voice)... Let's have an accident, how about letting the accident accidentally kill this cube man? Out of sight, out of mind, the vegetable people are really troublesome to say, can't do anything, can't do anything. If you can’t do it, you still have to confess like a father, and if we feel bad, he will feel bad too, right? Why don’t you just help him out.”

Fangzheng, who could hear the outside world, trembled slightly.

It was distressing, so painful that even the ten fingers of my heart moved.

He just got too many DE buffs and couldn't move normally.

He neither fell into a coma nor died, nor did he become a vegetative state.

You can only hear, feel, and see.

Founder: "mmp"

The above are what Fangzheng said in his heart, but because of the blessings of various debuffs, Fangzheng couldn't yell out hoarsely while lying in the decayed coffin.

God tmd, how can this broken management be so infuriating?

If it wasn't for Fangzheng's current death being determined by half the data, the sentence just now would have already pissed the "vegetative" Fangzheng to death.

Still don't have to be responsible, the kind that no one knows.

It is a truly miraculous way of death that is even more outrageous than an accident.

If you are angry with your aunt, why not?

As long as he thinks that he will be torn to pieces in the wilderness amidst the laughter and laughter, Fang Zheng feels that he is not good.

You know he still feels pain now, hey.

Because he often watches anime, Fangzheng is very clear about the problem children around him.

A sand sculpture Naiyazi, the evil god of the body, it is not surprising to do anything. The prototype is probably the management of Nihui Shizaiye in Wenerli. Lord, don't care about Qi Tian, ​​lack of emotion, bald man, bad-looking Jotaro, wolf-eating gray wolf, good-for-nothing general, old and unscrupulous Joseph.

In addition, there is a particularly vicious big monster Yakumo Zi and the comatose Ten Thousand Massacre Evil Party Accelerator.

Later, maybe the group members in the live broadcast room of the chat group will also boo and cheer together.

Ah, what a happy happy end.

Fangzheng believed that these guys might really do things that would make him despair.

Fangzheng, who was already annoyed by various debuffs, coupled with the wonderful atmosphere, his mentality can be said to be bloody.

Can you tm not mess with me, and then tm mess with me, the first thing I do when I get up is to chop... the administrator.

Only YY is left for Fangzheng, because his current life and death are indeed in accordance with the destiny.

It can be said to be one of the worst traversers in history.

And he chose to cross over at his own risk.

Sure enough, I came here to give the black man a coffin-carrying bgm joy, and to add performance to the other party.

Fangzheng, who felt his body being tossed and turned by the chattering group members, became more and more angry.

Because he was just made up for the knife.

It was made up by Kouhe.

"You don't need to kill it. It's not bad to take it back as a shield. You see, this Steve is quite fleshy."

"Hey, Fangzheng just moved a little?"

"Shhh, move as long as you move, but we should hurry up, otherwise what are we going to do when the other party wakes up? Think about it, what does a dead person want to hear most? It's 'moved, he moved' This sentence, and basically said that the other party is about to come back to life, keep your voice down, hurry up and sell him."

"Hush! Yazi got it. When I play, I'll put on a mask for everyone, so Fangzheng will still help us count the money even if we don't know we sold him."

"Allah, let's join in the fun."

Hearing this, Fangzheng really went into cardiopulmonary arrest.

Coupled with the black coffin-carrying bgm that has been circling in his mind, Fang Zheng really couldn't help it.