Chapter 114

In the twinkling, the mouse could do nothing for him.

The man seemed to be aware of this and began to organize the mouse's attack.

And they're flying out of the wall with their claws

And then Ivy took it.

The man didn't expect ivy to be so experienced in actual combat. The key is that he is still very talented.

Fighting is also a gift.

Ivy has a talent that he envies.

His lethality increased at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Later, the rats charge in groups, cooperate with the array, and use up all kinds of methods. Ivy only sprinkles them at will and walks around in idle court. All the attacks are destroyed.

It's amazing.

The man had begun to withdraw.

However, he found Ivy's dark network firmly locked in on him.

After fighting till now, Ivy felt his breath was strange and had a sense of deja vu.

All of a sudden, his spirit flashed and he said with a smile:

"the dragon will howl, don't hide, come out, where can't be an animal? It's pitiful to hide the head and tail!"

A stream of evil fire leaped and jumped in the chest of the Dragon general. In a huge rat shadow, his obscene body gradually rose.

"Fool! If you don't call uncle Po's name, maybe I will let you go. Now I can only send you on the road! "

"I didn't catch you. How can I get on the road?" Ivy disdained to say, "I just yelled casually just now, you idiot jumped out on your own. It's funny."

"Asshole, don't be complacent," the Dragon general said bitterly. "Do you think you've got me? Now let's show you what's the power of terror!"

"I know you hide your strength, so what? In front of me, you're still a piece of shit, rat shit!"

The dragon's face was gray and his teeth were creaking.

He quickly put out his own magic.

"The real rat emperor!"

The blood inheritance limit is usually combined by several kinds of magic, which is very difficult to cast, and the corresponding magic power is also extremely powerful.

Once the real body of the rat emperor is launched.

The shadow of a giant mouse is shrinking rapidly, and the figure is becoming more and more solid.

Finally, he and the dragon will howl into one.

His nose was forward, his front teeth protruded, and a few tufts of mouse whiskers sprang out of his cheek.

Although the appearance is ugly, but the strength is increasing geometrically.

Especially good at several magic, wind, shadow, virus, and death, magic power get 300% - 1000% bonus.

And the guardian star has the effect of instant connection.

"Molars, the law of molars."

This kind of law belongs to the minority, therefore it is more in tune with magic, especially supplemented by the blood of the rat emperor.

A series of white light suddenly came to face. Ivy shook his head suddenly. A mark appeared on the wall behind him. Black gas rose from the seal. What's more, the tooth mark was still growing and expanding, creaking and creaking, and the sound of grinding teeth came continuously

It's a rat bite. It's like a piece of wood.

Ivy was in a cold sweat.

There may be many criteria for evaluating the power of a magic, but there is only one criterion for evaluating killing Magic: simple and effective.

It has the advantages of fast casting speed and less consumption of magic energy. It can be turned slightly during the attack. It has great power. It can bite the opponent even if it is only abraded. It can kill the enemy with the spread of epidemic virus.

It can be described as the necessary magic of home travel and killing people and goods.

Sleeping trough!

Ivy's lightness of making fun of his opponent was lost in an instant.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The air was full of teeth marks.

It's acceptable to have a bunch of molars, but they can bite in the air!

Ai Wei's body is full of teeth marks, and his movement space is limited. Those tooth marks are still expanding.

Originally a small tooth mark, slowly more and more, bigger and bigger. And spread the disease to the air.

The dragon will howl out the winner's smile, and can't help but sneer:

"what's the matter, our great genius, have the ability to continue to be a cattle 13? I don't know how many of you have been killed

Once a villain is successful, it is always shocking to be crazy.

Under his command, the mice in the room gathered more and more, even forming a conveyor belt. A snow-white figure, lying on the conveyor belt, was bloody and had been dead for a long time.

"See, Phoenix girl, the favorite of heaven, I can play whenever I want to. The only thing I can't do is to die. If I die, I have to be played. My brother mouse can also open meat, ha ha ha."

Under the influence of Mickey and Jerry, Ivy doesn't have a bad feeling about mice, he is just a stream of four evils.

Now, however, looking at the clown with sharp mouth, round eyes and moustache in front of him, his heart is churning.The Dragon howled and snapped his fingers. He thought it was very handsome.

The nameless woman was covered with mice in an instant, and the chilling sound of gnawing sounded. The rats expanded three times as a whole, leaving only a skeleton for the girl.

Pink skeleton, a flick of fingers.

The mice nibbled at each other again, leaving only 12.

They are huge, covered in black fog, bared fangs, ferocious faces.

At least at the level of advanced Warcraft.

"Today, you are lucky to die under the lips of my twelve generals and enjoy the funeral ceremony."

The Dragon general howl seemed to have a chance to win. He moved a chair and sat down. He took his time and said:

"I, the twelve generals, can eat all kinds of pigs, cattle, dogs and chickens, and become the only one among the twelve guardians. The ugly mouse of the offspring, the mouse of the Yin rat and the mouse of the Mao Dynasty... "

Ivy retreated to the last position. His body could hardly move, but he still said arrogantly:

"these animals are also called generals. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid there are not many generals left."

Finally, he adjusted his posture and made a magic attempt.

"The rule is freedom."

It's a two-way distraction.

His body turned into a wisp of black fog, and suddenly shuttled through the dense rat marks in the air without any obstruction.

In the eyes of the dragon will howl in amazement, a long specially made "troublemaker" whirled around the room to maximize the speed, and suddenly pierced up from under the chair.

Yes, he's imitating, or replaying.

Poof!

No one farted so loud that there was a small round hole under the chair.

Ah!

A shrill scream resounded through the night sky.

Ivy gave a clear smile. A condescending arrogant voice came out:

"sorry."

It's another critical hit, the legendary apologetic technique.

The dragon will howl to the ground, tightly covered fingers exude blood.

He tumbled and struggled, still not forgetting to order:

"bite him!"

Squeak!

The mouse was about to leap forward when it suddenly let out a cry of fear.

What a big cat!

Flying cat!

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