The 100 20 Chapter 5 is the first saint to fall into the pit!

At this moment, on the tower of the fortress, countless people have continually blew themselves up, and the wave of destruction has covered a wave of waves, surging and vast. Look. Mao. Line. 中.文.网

Throughout the sky, it seems to have turned into a situation of Flame and Thunder, and the ruined Strength is rampant here.

In the constant self-destruction of the Terran, the formidable human immortal dao Expert on these towers has also been unable to withstand, and some cultivation bases have been lost.

Even if some cultivation base is deep, the heart is on the verge of collapse.

The Terracotta Patriarch propped up a mask in anger, resisting the devastating Strength that erupted around him.

After the first few blews, even him, he suffered a slight injury, his body was full of confusion, and his breath was somewhat disordered.

“Abominable…” The patriarch looks at the servant’s ancestors and rushes through the influx of the Terran, and the heart hates gnashing teeth.

As time went by, the people who launched the self-destruction against him gradually grew into dozens of people and dozens of people from the very beginning.

Nowadays, there are already hundreds of people besieging him. Although the individual Strength wants to be very weak for him, this continuous self-explosion is also abnormally terrifying.

He casts Divine Ability to resist, although it can withstand a moment, but with the body quickly lost mana makes his bottom of the heart faintly disturbed.

Once his mana is exhausted, he will face hundreds of inexhaustible self-destructive frenzy.

That kind of scene, he thinks terrifying.

“What can I do…” The patriarch of the horse fell into deep anxiety.

At this moment, Ye Jia, who was watching the game in Hollow, suddenly expressed a gesture: “Is it necessary to mention the shameless guy?”

He thought about it and immediately smiled: “Since you are coming, please prepare a welcome ceremony for you. Look. Mao. Line. Chinese. Wen. Net”

After all, he looked at the forehead on the forehead of the tower, and he was sure to mention the place where he was about to come, and his fingers were a little farther away.

I saw his fingers pointing, and a piece of flat land suddenly bulged, forming a small soil slope, not high or low, just as high as the standard.

After forming this small soil slope, Ye Jia took another finger and hollowed out the middle of the breakthrough.

In this way, a soil-like terrain resembling a bottle is formed.

“Oh, it’s also the location you pick too remote, otherwise it’s not good for you.” Ye Jia thought with a smile.

After all, his palm volleyed, and a Space channel was formed in a short distance.

“Get something better…” Ye Jia thought for a moment, then lightly smiled, “It’s it.”

Then he gently slammed his finger, and within the Space channel, the brilliance flashed, and the rumbling sounded, and a violent feces burst out.

When the big manure torrent came out, he went straight to the hollowed out slope and quickly filled the soil slope.

When the large dung filled the hollow soil slope, there was a terrifying stench that rushed to the sky and caused the situation to change.

This large dung is not the general dung, but the old manure of some Great Desolate animals that Ye Jia deliberately found.

These Great Desolate beasts, Strength are in Abbots Immortal, Strength formidable, but Innate is obscured, without intelligence, living a life of sorrow, eating and drinking Lazar is no different from ordinary creatures.

But after all is the strong manast of the giant beast, the cockroach is the average manure can be compared. And the large dung in this pit is still refined by Ye Jia, stinky forformable.

Do not say anything else, if the general Jin Xian entered this pit, it is absolutely dead.

As a saint, this pit can certainly not hurt him, but it will never be better.

Making a super septic pit, Ye Jia quietly waited for the appearance.

Sure enough, not long after, a breath that only Ye Jia can detect will come instantly. Then in the place of the pit, Space was twisted…

“Ah! Which slay is here to pull!”

The sound of the turn pale with fright was introduced into Ye Jia’s ear.

“Hahahaha…” Ye Jia laughed and leaned forward.

But the pit is not high or low, just burying it from head to toe.

When the first one comes out of the Space Channel, it is completely overwhelmed by the long dung. It is naturally both shocked and angry.

But it is strange to say that it is reasonable to say that the body of his saint, the general filth is near. These big dungs, not only near his body, but also straight into his mouth!

If he was hurriedly blocked by the formidable mana, he was afraid that it would be the first saint to eat in the history of Great Desolate.

This is the case, this mighty big dung is still getting the whole body, and when he breaks out the pit, there is still a saint.

“It’s anger me to death too!”

He cast Divine Ability, and finally cleaned up the filth, but the stench could not be dispelled, and he could not linger.

Ye Jia secretly snickered: “This stinks, I am afraid that I have to haunt him for thousands of years. It is a stinking year.”

No matter how you cast the spell, you can’t get rid of the stench. In desperation, the quasi-finger finally got angry and lame, not taking care of it.

He turned to look at the battlefield, and when he read it, he saw the situation clearly, and then he was not gloomy: “Who is right against me, it is hateful!”

His face changed and he immediately said, “Don’t treat my Western teaching as a soft persimmon, see me give you some color!”

After all, he is the both hands hand seal, a movement technique, and golden light.

Of course, this golden light can only be seen by the prospective mentioning and hiding in the Hollow empty Ye Jia. Both sides of the battlefield are unaware.

Innumerable golden light hiding the sky and covering the earth, and it has been poured into the body of the people.

Golden light As soon as they entered the body, the people of the horses and horses would have a golden light flashing, giving birth to a light golden mask, shrouded in the body of the week, shining.

The light golden mask was shrouded, and a mighty Strong was flowing. This strong Strong, like a mountain, vast like a sea, sea, unstoppable.

“This is…” The man patriarch was surprised to see at his own pale golden mask, and his heart was very surprised.

Under the protection of this golden mask, those self-destructive people can’t break through anyway, and any magnificent Strength will be destroyed by this light golden mask.

The patriarch turned his head and looked again. He found that the men of the Terracotta Warriors had such a light golden mask to protect the whole body, so that all enemies could not be damaged.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the horse is overjoyed: “This must be the sage to help my family in the dark! It’s great!”

Then he was sneered: “With the support of the sage, I see what else you have!”