Chapter 1291

On the desolate and dead plain.

Dead bodies littered the field.

A bean-sized drop of cold sweat flowed down from Battle God's forehead.

The giant bull-headed ghost finally spoke out.

Sounds like thunder came from all directions:

"I am the master of Manshen Palace, you are young, how dare you be my enemy!?"

Boom!

It was as if the whole world was trembling, and the tinnitus was ringing!

The faces of the Kyushu League players changed wildly.

"Look...look at his head!"

The Puxiu Lottery King's face was pale, and he pointed tremblingly at the head of the bull-headed ghost, and there was a player ID logo shining brightly on it: Man Shen!

On the right is the level!

Level 98!

He... is he a player?

Everyone's breathing was stagnant. The brain couldn't react for a long time.

God!

Such a ghost is actually a player? It's still the owner of the hostile faction, Manshen Palace, what... what else are they playing? Just surrender!

"No...impossible!"

Ye Xinlian, the doctor's sister. Looking up his pale face, he comforted himself, "How can a player become a god, this must be an npc created by the system... yes! It must be an npc!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

After hearing Ye Xinlian's question, the giant bull-headed ghost laughed loudly. It was deafening, "What npc, I am a player! Player! Do you understand me?!"

"I'm from Earth!"

"Just like you, I came here to play games!"

Hong Zhong Dalu's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

This sentence almost killed the players of the Kyushu League.

Even Li Qingyue, who had always been calm, was full of horror, "How could players reach this level..."

"President, what shall we do now?"

"Let's split up and run away!"

"Level 98... This... This is too scary! The highest level of normal players is only 77, the difference is too much..."

"Strength is not at the same level at all!"

"How the hell are you still playing?!"

Fighting God, Li Linger, Doctor, Qianchang, Pifengfengtouxia and other players all collapsed.

The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched, "What the hell kind of game is this?"

"Is there a bug?"

"What player, how much money do you need to charge to become a god in the game?"

"Could it be the son of the boss of the game company?"

A thing called fear. Breed among the Kyushu League players.

After looking at the little guys below for a while, Man Shen seemed to be tired, and raised his right hand high, "Kill my little brother, you all go to bury them with them."

"die!"

boom!

The ten-meter-wide palm slapped down brazenly!

Huge shadows cover down!

Straight to the position of Li Qingyue!

"President be careful!"

The King of Puxiu's lottery prize had quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly put on his shield and rushed in front of Li Qingyue.

"Boom!!!"

With the loud noise, a bright red number of 41982 floated up!

410,000!

The general repair lottery king is full of blood. Instantly killed!

"unyielding!"

A green unyielding logo floated up, and Puxiu Lottery King was still standing, but his legs were trembling, and he looked at the Man God tremblingly, as if he was looking at the end of the world.

"Huh?"

"After receiving a flat a from me, you didn't die?"

Manshen looked at Puxiu Lottery King with great interest, "Your blood volume is quite thick. I guess you can rank in the top five among the shield guards of the Dayong Dynasty."

Ping a?

puff!

Everyone was about to vomit blood.

A flat a. 410,000 damage, what a fart! How terrifying is this fucking skill? ?

"President!"

"There's Ling'er, run away!"

"I don't have a suit on me, it doesn't matter if I die! You can't die!!"

King Puxiu roared loudly, with the determination to die, he was not afraid of anything anymore. "Brother Wolong, add blood to me!"

"good!"

Su Chen took out his staff, and performed a skill of rejuvenation + blood circulation.

Soon, the bloodline of Puxiu Lottery King began to rise rapidly.

"oh?"

"What a great doctor!"

"The amount of milk is so high!"

Manshen was surprised for a moment. Seeing that the King of Puxiu's lottery draw was almost full, he stopped wasting time and raised his hand to release his skills!

"Death and decay!"

He didn't seem to need to equip a weapon to cast spells, and with a wave of his hand, the situation changed.

An extremely dark and evil wave of energy. Surging and bursting among the people of the Kyushu League, it was like huge dark bubbles bursting, each time they exploded. It is to bring a piece of damage value!

?198275

?18187

?2711

?191891

Not counting Su Chen, the average blood volume of Li Qingyue and other players is just over 200,000. If you stay within the casting range of 'Death and Decay' for more than one second, you will die!

"Ruined."

"How can you bear such an injury?"

"After going offline, I must go to the official website to complain!"

"This barbarian is definitely on the hook!"

Everyone looked desperate.

At the critical moment, it was Su Chen who activated the 'Divine Muscle' skill, which greatly reduced the damage suffered by the whole team!

Deified muscle!

Take 6% of the damage for up to ten teammates!

When the own HP is lower than 5%, this skill will be automatically released!

This skill of the giant god guard can bear most of the damage of the whole team, but the damage of the player barbarian is too high. Even if the damage is reduced by 6%, Li Qingyue and the others still can't handle it!

"Nine Heavens Spirit Rain!"

Another skill shot from the holy doctor of Xuanhu!

above the sky. Immediately, there was a burst of cyan rain, and every drop of rain will restore the blood volume of the friendly army.

+18175

+17318

+161944

+191855

The three skills were blended together, and the blood volume of the ten players in the Kyushu League seemed to be riding a roller coaster, falling to the bottom all of a sudden, and almost full again all of a sudden. Thrilling.

Eight seconds later.

Death and withering is over.

Man Shen looked at the bloody people below in shock, with a look of astonishment on his face, "How could it be? You can bear my death and withering?!"

"Su Wolong!"

"you……"

At this moment, Li Qingyue had lost her previous reservedness and aloofness, she turned her head and stared at Su Chen in disbelief.

"You get out of here."

"He left it to me to deal with."

When Su Chen spoke, his eyes were dignified and deep.

With a wave of his hand, he took back the shield and staff, and replaced it with a big knife—the bloodthirsty sword of the Chaos Dragon Emperor!

To block this barbarian god, Giant God Guard and Xuanhu Holy Doctor are obviously not enough to watch, he has to use his super hidden profession!

"Little black!"

"come out!"

Su Chen shouted angrily, and the dragon mount skill was released.

Wow!

A flying dragon the size of an American ghost bomber appeared in front of Li Qingyue, roaring towards the sky!

"Roar!!!"

The black flying dragon glared at the barbarian god angrily. Although there was a huge difference in size, it had the blood of the dragon clan and was not timid at all.

"This... this is... what is this?"

Li Qingyue was dumbfounded, and muttered to herself: "Summon creatures?"

"Little black!"

"One gram!"

At this extremely critical juncture, a real man never explains too much!

You just see if I do it or not, then it's over!