Chapter 467

He is very upset and annoyed. His anger is like the lava from a volcano, and he doesn't know when it will erupt.

he wants to hit people and explode everything in front of him. You know, since he got the keel Libra, he has been following the wind and water all the time. Only in the rainy night did he touch two nose ashes...

is this rainy night his natural nemesis? Is it his old enemy in the game? The nightmare of his life?

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not to mention, maybe it's true that after five times the amount of blood on a rainy night, absolute defense will be activated again, and the dead will still be Qingtian...

the plague world depends on luck, but the skill "hate" is not needed at all.

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"eh, the first wholesaler is dead? Am I right? "

"No mistake, it's really his death. It's the first time he died since the battle. I don't know how he died. I'm a little curious."

"Be curious and ask yourself, what are you going to grind?"

"Whatever he is, kill it quickly. This sb game doesn't let you have a rest."

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a group of people talked about Qingtian's death. After all, he was a public figure and the second expert in novice village, but few people talked about rainy night.

According to the law, the previous storm on a rainy night is absolutely big enough. Why didn't anyone notice him?

Well, who can see at such a fast speed? All the black monsters can only see a black shadow, and the dark ghost hands can't react. What's more, the speed of the rainy night is even higher? Who knows it's a rainy night? At most, there are two comments:

"ooh, a wind has just passed by my side, which hurts my face."

"Fool, who has no wind? Don't compare. Don't worry about it

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care for the mentally handicapped and care for the mentally handicapped...

after resurrection, Qingtian looks for the position of rainy night, but how can we find it?

So he had to take bitterness, swallow helplessness in the heart of the oath: when the rainy night comes back, we must let him look good, let him know his own strength...

to know that not every competition only depends on the blood volume, attack power and defense power, he does not believe that there is no weakness in rainy night.

The words are divided into two parts, within the ten level copy of the variation.

Why can rain night walk out safely? Why can I forcibly exit a replica?

All this is naturally because of a part hidden in his backpack, a Dharma God of pestilence.

At the moment when he realized the true meaning of pestilence master from rainy night, he lived in his backpack on rainy night, occupying a space. During this period, he did not know how many interests and disasters he planned for rainy night.

Take little, pay a lot.

It can be said that as a teacher, he is extremely qualified, and even can be selected as excellent...

although he has just fallen asleep for a short time, it is reasonable to say that he will not recover so soon, but who let the rainy night understand hatred in the desperate situation and strengthen it again and again under the situation of death, thus successfully opening the first stage of plague God Dharma.

We should know that the rainy night that successfully opened the first stage can be regarded as the disciple of pestilence Dharma God, and can really be regarded as a beginner.

The successful introduction of the rainy night makes the plague Dharma God not stingy, but directly sends a large wave of rewards from the body, so that the strength of rainy night can be improved as soon as possible, and the rainy night can understand the plague magic as soon as possible, so that the plague Dharma God's reputation will not be weakened in the future.

But who knows so much about the body in deep sleep? He steals most of the reward unconsciously, which undoubtedly greatly speeds up his recovery time, but also greatly reduces the harvest of rainy night...

I can't imagine how strong he will be if the reward of rainy night is not absorbed by the spirit of plague Dharma?

When the skill of summoning God was about to start on a rainy night, an inexplicable throb made the spirit of pestilence awaken from confusion.

After understanding the current situation, he hastened to stop the rainy night and send out a copy to face the eighth God of the celestial camp: brutality.

Pestilence God, the eighth God: brutality, the intersection between the two gods is not deep, not even come and go.

At this moment, from the position where the rain night disappeared, a vague shadow slowly converged, and the pressure in the copy increased with each concentration of ten. The cold air was filled with a black smell of death.

When the figure completely converges, the breath of death in the air reaches the peak in an instant, and his momentum also comes to the peak, fully able to compete with brutality.

Although the dress was very simple, the God of the eighth day did not dare to take it lightly and look at the figure in front of him.

Pestilence? Is it really him? A series of information about pestilence God appeared in the mind of the eighth God:

the first God in ancient times, no rival under the creation God? After the end of the ancient god war, it disappeared, and its body was found in the early ancient times, and it was confirmed that he was dead.

This information has been imprinted in his mind since he was promoted and can not be forgotten.We should know that ancient times, ancient times... Are in the past, now is the third era: the end of ancient.

Is the first ancient god resurrected across a great age? What on earth is he planning? How successful was his plan? Thinking of this, the eighth day God's heart pounded violently.

We should know that the position of the eighth God is not unchangeable. The last one died and the next one took over.

And he was a lucky man. He was a rising God from the end of ancient times. He killed countless military exploits successfully.

If he had been in ancient times, he would have run away in the first place when he met the pestilence Dharma God, but now he has different ideas.

He wants to prove that he is not weaker than others...

"war? No? " A moment later, the eighth day God brutally gathered the momentum of his whole body into a point, and made a roar like a volcanic eruption, directly attacking the spirit of the plague God.

It's no exaggeration to say that if a pure gold NPC comes to bear this sound, it will definitely die immediately.

But who was the God of pestilence? The terrible voice was like a breeze blowing his face, and all the cruel and terrible breath contained in it disappeared.

This style of trade is light and light, which makes the eighth God on the opposite side raise their vigilance. The gods of this older generation have unpredictable means and can't be regarded with common sense. They must not be taken lightly and capsize in the gutter.

He is also famous for his timidity and prudence.

Pestilence didn't speak because no matter how he answered, he would lose his reputation and become a passive.

The two scarlet ghost fires under the grey robe seemed to have the blessing of burning agent. For a time, they were full of light and breathed with the general trend of heaven and earth.

On the other side of the eighth God: brutality, feeling the breath of the abyss, such as prison, the heart is awe inspiring, there is no speech, but the war spirit in the heart is like a raging fire.

He is not afraid of war!

However, this is not the end. At the next moment, a space door is opened from the side of pestilence God. The phantom body of nightmare is peeped out from the door. After recognizing the situation in front of him, he immediately sends out the breath of terror and unites with the God of pestilence.

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