My Doomsday Territory Chapter 649
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Chapter 649: 649
Tang Yu was flying for the first time for several days in a row . The wind that was blowing on his face was isolated by the extraordinary force field, and his hairstyle was not disordered .
But he still turned over, changed his posture and continued to fly—sitting on his buttocks after sitting for a long time, not to mention flying .
He missed the days when the trip was all based on a floating boat . Dachang’s airship, except for the flagship, has limited protection capabilities, and can’t keep them watched at all times? It’s better to fly by yourself .
Oh no . . .
The number of times you can take a floating boat yourself is limited, and you travel by teleportation team . For more than 99% of the year since the end of the world, you have spent more than 99% of your time in the territory . At the beginning of that time, you upgraded to go out and fight small monsters . Later, all It’s because he blame him to upgrade and achieve VIP13 without leaving home . . .
Tang Yu was lost in thought .
噗 ——
The surrounding space became viscous, and the resistance was transmitted to himself through the extraordinary force field, as if jumping from the ground into the water, and suddenly the pressure came from all directions .
Tang Yu frowned, his consciousness quickly broke away from the rules of enlightenment, and his spiritual power swept away .
Is a bit like a realm, but . . .
“Oops! It’s the realm of God!” The face of Dachang Heyi changed suddenly . He saw that Tang Yu didn’t know much about this “common sense” and quickly said, “The realm of God refers to the realm of gods and can be regarded as a god . The place where embarrassment is . . . Shinto is a system different from traditional cultivation, but it embodies the gods and possesses the deities of the realm of God, which is equivalent to our divine realm . It is invincible! “
“Come on, let’s go out!” Dachang united the state, and wanted to leave the envelope of the realm of God . “Last time I passed here, it was clear that it was just a place of several Asian ethnic groups . The civilization was backward and the strength was not strong . There is a god! “
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Dachang’s unity was very grieved . The monarch sent him to show the way to the master of the Tang gate . He already had a good intention . Who knows, he broke into the realm of the gods .
I hope this **** has a better temper .
Tang Yu glanced at the side, last time? The last time was decades ago .
He also flew back, and within a few breaths, he flew out of the realm of God, and his body and mind suddenly relaxed a lot .
Dachang United Realm breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s safe, I’ll find a suitable way . . . “
The chanting voice ceased in the summer, and the realm of the invisible God suddenly expanded, once again covering them .
Dachangheyijing shook his hand holding the map, “I retreat!”
A golden light shot from a distance, and the speed was extremely fast .
The high-level breath is pressed down, and the source operation has become much delayed .
“God of war, shout of war?”
強 Unknown strong one stumbling .
I do n’t know it . The divine power spreads and the priesthood is manifested, just like the eye-catching name on the head, or the kind with its own LED flashing .
Is equivalent to a breath of extraordinary third order .
“Escape, run away!”
The Dachang Heyi Realm has just turned into a streamer and fled . The loud roar seemed to shatter the space . The Dachang Heyi Realm was frozen in the air, and blood was leaking from his eyes, ears and nose .
After a moment of golden light, he flew to Dachangheyi Realm .
Tang Yu Ning looked, and seemed to see a statue through the dazzling Jin Mang . . .
The turquoise body looks a bit sloppy, the skin is crumpled, the cheeks are drummed and drummed, and two strong and powerful hind feet are bent, like squatting in the air .
It looks like a car-sized frog .
No wonder the roar just sounded a bit like “呱” .
Is n’t that the gods of the mountains and seas are all the same, is there a big difference from what he expected?
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該 “Damn, this is an alien beast . This deity is the least reasonable!”
Alas, it turned out to be an alien beast . . .
Strangled frog eyes stared at the two, that gaze . . . there seemed to be a kind of excitement and eagerness to try?
“呱 !!!”
The invisible sound wave oscillated, and Tang Yu’s skin was covered with tiny tadpoles . Fortunately, the second-order Divine Warfare armor worn on his body offset most of it . He only felt a bit sloppy in his mind, and it would be better to relax .
The vision of Dachang Heyi is extremely dignified, but his action of re-absorbing exuding nosebleed has destroyed the killing atmosphere . But after all, sucking back blood can reduce the loss of the source . As an old-fashioned one, he knows how to A source is used on the blade .
The body seems to be covered with layers of shackles, not only the suppression of the field, but also the multiple DEBUFF superimposed on the body .
The God of Frogs . . . The breath of the God of War Roar once again rose, and he appeared in front of the Dachang Heyi Realm, with his thick frog legs kicking .
Boom!
Like a meteor falling to the ground, Dachang Heyi fell into the ground, and the dust flying was dozens of meters high .
Slash!
A few crescent-shaped swords flew out, showing a trend of encirclement . The golden shout of the shouting **** of war broke out, and he flew out several kilometers away .
At this opportunity, Dachang Heyi flew out of the ground, looking like a wolf, but the breath did not fade .
“Don’t run away, we are not as fast as Him . “
“Can’t wait to die ?!”
“It’s just frontal . “
“?????”
Tang Yu touched the tip of his nose . If he himself left in a minute, he would still need ink .
He is currently only at the beginning of the extraordinary second-order, and his combat power is comparable to that of the middle and late stages . It is definitely incompetent to deal with domain-level strong players .
But the gods seem a little different .
He is more focused than the practitioner, and the God of Warcry . . . the clergy seems to be a subsidiary?
He is not guessing out of nothing . The battle roar can suppress the enemy and strengthen himself, but other than that, this frog **** doesn’t seem to have other abilities, and Dachang Heyi has been banged for so long without losing much origin .
“No matter how high-level he is, he is only a helper brother . We two have one output and one meat . Why ca n’t we fight . “
“???” The Dachang united state is still 懵, why do you always feel that I have no culture?
But he was also decisive . Seeing that he could not escape, he immediately burned the origin, and a blue-gray smoke appeared from the cuff, entangled with the God of Warcry .
Roar!
Huh!
Huh!
The three colors of gold, cyan and red are interlaced and changing .
In the distance, in the central area of the realm of God, several Asian tribes have merged to form a large tribe of tens of thousands .
At this moment ~ www . novelhall . com ~ In the empty wasteland, a huge piece of bluestone is carved into the shape of the God of Warcry, but the technique is a bit rough, the eyes are large and small, and the mouth is crooked .
There are hundreds of human figures around the idol, or the ears are bigger, or the skin is wrinkled, or the mouth grows to the base of the ear . . . Asian people with a slight gap look around the idol, roaring the unknown language of the god .
There are countless other Asians outside, “Oh oh” roar .
They looked at the twinkling golden light in the sky, their eyes full of awe .
“Oh oh oh!”
“Oooo!”
“Oh oh oh oh oh!”
“Ga?”
The chirping sound stopped .
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