Moustache is in a terrible mood today, or he is in a terrible mood these days.

Since entering the swamp of doom, there have been strange things.

Can't go back, can't go offline, can't send messages.

Even the player system disappeared.

Do you want to have divine power on him? I'm afraid he's stunned at the moment.

Along the way, they met lizards, scorpion snakes, scorpion snake kings

These common monsters are so powerful that they can't even fight here.

When they were closest to the swamp, a large wave of scorpions and snakes scattered their team. Now, only he was with the waning moon.

If that's all, there's nothing to say.

The problem is, after entering the swamp, I met a group of angels.

These guys have terrible strength. One of them, strong in flesh, knocked himself unconscious at once.

They don't kill themselves either. They say they want to bring them back to practice as puppets.

Thinking of the word puppet, moustache thought of seeing the players without intelligence in the broken mountain palace that day.

"No..."

Moustache uttered a cry of discontent.

I would rather die than become a puppet.

Little beard looked at the waning moon and said, "what can I do now?"

The waning moon's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she shook her head for a while, "there's no way."

"Two little guys, fall into our hands, still want to escape?"

At this time, a ten winged angel said.

"Hum, don't be complacent. When our emperor comes, a finger will kill you!" roared the waning moon.

"Hehe, is your great emperor the guy named mieba?"

The ten winged angel disdained, "just him? Dare you come in, maybe!"

"The great emperor is what you can guess. It's a swamp of bad luck. It's you. It's easy to die if you leave the brigade now." said the waning moon.

"Ha ha, little girl, sharp teeth and sharp mouth. It's very good."

"However, it's safe to leave the brigade. The more you go in, the more dangerous it is. Don't you know what's here?" the ten winged angel sneered.

"Isn't it a treasure? Isn't there a few dragons? It's no big deal." said the waning moon.

"Ha ha..."

The ten winged angel laughed.

"What a fearless ignorant man!"

"Don't worry, we won't tell you. I'm anxious to kill you!"

"Ha ha..."

The two ten winged angels burst out laughing.

"You..."

The waning moon and moustache were helpless.

Now, under control, there is no escape.

You can't even kill yourself.

"Really?"

Suddenly, a voice came.

Hearing this, the two ten winged angels stagnated, and a trace of panic appeared on their faces.

"Who? Hide your head and show your tail, and have seed!" the ten winged angel shouted.

"Ha ha..."

A figure appeared in front of the four people in an instant.

"Emperor!"

The waning moon and moustache made a sound at the same time.

His face showed an unbelievable color.

Then he burst into tears.

It should be said to cry with joy.

"Emperor, I thought we would be made into puppets. We'll never see you again."

They murmured, and their faces were moved.

The ten winged angel looked at Su Ziyang coming step by step. There was a trace of panic in his expression.

"You... Don't come here, or I'll kill them." the ten winged angel shouted.

"Please help yourself! They are protected by divine power and can be resurrected anyway. In this case, it's just time to send them back to the city." Su Ziyang's speed did not slow down.

"Do it quickly and kill us."

"Don't be stunned, hurry up."

The waning moon and moustache are also adding fuel to the fire.

One of the ten winged angels couldn't bear the pressure. With a loud drink, he rushed to Su Ziyang.

"I'll see how good you are."

In his hand, the angel's giant sword pierced the air, splashed some sludge and directly stabbed Su Ziyang.

Terror and prestige make people's scalp numb.

However, Su Ziyang didn't move at all. He looked like a fool.

"Emperor, be careful!"

"Emperor, pay attention!"

The waning moon shouted at the same time.

The two ten winged angels also sneered at the curtain.

Don't move, don't move, and want to rely on the flesh to resist the semi artifact?

The corners of the mouth of the ten Winged Angel Rose, and the strength in his hand also accelerated a bit.

The next second, he looked sluggish and stared at the scene in front of him, showing an incredible expression.

I see.

The Angel Sword in his hand was gently clamped by Su Ziyang's two fingers.

The second finger seems to have hundreds of millions of powerful forces. The ten winged angels can't get it back even if they use up all their methods.

"Hum..."

Su Ziyang used his two fingers to force the angel's huge sword, which burst into powder and dissipated without a trace.

The ten winged angel had not returned to God, but he found that Su Ziyang grew rapidly in his eyes.

When he saw a finger pointing at the center of his eyebrow, he poked it.

"No..."

The cry stopped abruptly.

The body of the ten winged angel, centered on its head, exploded into powder.

When the wind blows, there is nothing left.

Quiet.

It's quiet.

The three stared at Su Ziyang with surprise in their eyes.

"Hiss..."

The sound of pumping cold air kept ringing.

Especially the other ten winged angel, who was full of fear and trembling violently.

Fear wrapped him all over.

The body, as heavy as lead, stepped forward, but with a bang, fell to the ground.

"Kill God... Emperor, don't... don't kill, I'm wrong!"

The ten winged angels knelt down in front of Su Ziyang and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Oh, wrong?"

Su Ziyang looked down at him with a colder voice.

"Emperor, I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. Please spare my life." the ten winged angel kowtowed repeatedly.

"Spare your life? Yes," Su Ziyang said faintly.

"Thank you, thank you." the ten winged angel kowtowed madly.

"But on one condition!"

"Emperor, you said that as long as I can do it, I will promise." said the ten winged angel.

"Where did you come from? With whom? What is there in the swamp of bad luck?" Su Ziyang said.

"Emperor, I said, I said."

For fear that Su Ziyang was not satisfied, the ten winged angel said.

"Emperor, I came with MAILUN, the prince of Jianzhou."

"MAILUN is surrounded by a strong ancestor, whose name is Guling!" said the ten winged angel.

"Gu Ling?" asked Su Ziyang.

"Yes, Guling! His strength is extremely strong. He is a strong ghost. In this swamp of bad luck, his strength is not affected by the laws here." said the ten winged angel.

Hearing this, Su Ziyang frowned more tightly.

If so, it will be in big trouble.

That is equivalent to, here is the man's Dharma field. When fighting, it will suffer a lot.

"Go on," said Su Ziyang.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The ten winged angel continued to speak without a trace of concealment.

The more he listened, the tighter Su Ziyang frowned.

His face showed a very dignified color.

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