nyslfriends Chapter 1276 Evil God
Chapter 1276 Evil God
Chapter 1276 Evil God
Behind Shui Meier, a terrifying opportunity flashed, and the figure was suspended behind her, dressed in a black robe, with a cold face.
The moment this figure appeared, he felt that he couldn't see it directly, couldn't name it, and couldn't hear it.
Here Qinya seems to be isolated ∼ out of the realm of chaos!
"My followers, call the deity - here, why?"
Is this person the evil god?
maybe.
However, those who have entered the Chaos Realm early know that he is the man in the Chaos-Universe!
Ancient Evil, Shui Meier, Evil God.
It turns out that behind this is the man's layout?!
"Lord Evil God, believer Shui Mei'er is incompetent, the leftovers you ordered, Yuzhou Yuqin and Sing Wanyaoqin, fell into the hands of others.
The dragon breathed, the sound shook the sky!
In front of that figure, however, revealed infinite humbleness.
The blue Flood Dragon stands proudly, but its head is lowered, and its humble attitude makes people dare not speculate on the identity of the figure.
"waste!"
With a wave of his hand, the evil god swung the blue flood dragon to the ground, and then the figure turned around and looked at Yingluo's direction.
"Go away! I'll stop him for you!
Xing Wusuan's figure stood in front of Yingluo and the others.
This is a clone, but if the clone is broken, the strength of the main body will be affected.
This is a bold move!
"Thank you, no need.
It's Yingluo.
"Zheng Yi"
The sound of the qin rang, Yuzhou Yuqin and Sing Wanyaoqin stood side by side on the Yingluo, one hand and one qin, and the two qins sounded at the same time, and the two recovered little raccoons cheered behind them at the same time.
The light green light of Yuzhou Yuqin and the light blue light of singing late Yaoqin light up at the same time.
The evil god said in surprise, "Strange, how can the life derived from my world exert the power of a demigod?"
The melodious tune of the fishing boat sang late, when Yingluo played this song, could only rely on the power of the piano to get a glimpse of the true face of the evil spirit.
Actually... is a jade-faced gentleman.
The evil god waved his hand gently, and it was the power of the evil god. With such a casual strike, it can be seen that he did not take the opponent in his eyes at all.
However, the movements of Yingluo's hands did not dare to stop at all, the music of the piano continued, and there seemed to be a scene of fishing boats singing late in the surrounding. This situation can accommodate everything.
"interesting!"
The evil god smiled.
A half-round blood moon appeared in the air, and the rays of light shrouded the three people and one dog.
The power of the evil god is coming!
Suppress everything!
There was a cracking sound from the strings.
"I come!"
Luo Tanmeng held a wolf pen and waved a picture of a fishing boat singing late, shattering the evil spirit brought by the blood moon with a peaceful breath.
The Evil God was also full of interest, as if he was really listening to music and appreciating paintings.
"Is the delicacy that I specially cultivated into a delicacy before I know it?"
Delicious, delicious?
The evil god hooked his lips and reached out to pick it up.
A drop of blood essence flew out from Luo Tanmeng's body, and the evil god dipped his finger and put it in his mouth, "Huh? This blood tastes better?"
"Good niece next door!
After Luo Tanmeng scolded angrily, a long picture scroll appeared in his hand and fell in front of the evil god.
One pair after another, the calligraphy and painting are just like asking for money, and each pair has the power of Xing Wusuan's all-out blow.
This horse is really free of money!
Although it is not difficult for the evil god to deal with the power of this calligraphy and painting, after all, this is only a divine soul power, and it cannot replenish energy from the outside world. "Eat another picture of your aunt!
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Luo Tanmeng threw out a pair again.
It's the fishing boat singing late!
However, it's not the half-finished product she made, it's that pair of fishing boats painted by Jiang Xiaolong that sings late! The wild geese were frightened by the cold, and the sound broke the Hengyang River.
It's good to write and draw!
A peaceful force charged towards the evil god, and there were faint signs of breaking the evil god's power. "The power of demigods?! Why are there demigods in my world!
There are too many mysterious things brought by this day, whether it is Yingluo or Luo's dream, it seems to be beyond his control.
The power of this pair of fishing boats singing late, even he did not dare to deal with it casually.
The blood moon landed and smashed into the picture of the fishing boat singing late.
Hit hard.
"Eat my sword!
Ying Baiyi didn't know when to go around to his rear, the original sword intent condensed and shot a long sword, sharp and unmatched to break all methods!
"Damn it, damn it, it's actually the original sword intent? How is this possible?! In this world, I don't have the law of the original sword intent at all!"
The figure of the evil god seemed a little crazy.
"Wang!"
Dogs are real dogs!
Seeing that the Evil God's power was almost exhausted, the roaring dog finally made a move.
Tengu Roaring Moon!
The figure of a black dog is infinitely enlarged, sitting under the picture scroll of the fishing boat singing late, facing the power of the blood moon together.
What is the level of the roaring dog?
Among the nine sons, no one knows.
Even Yingluo, who first came to Daqingshan, didn't know.
With the gradual improvement of the laws of the world and the continuous iteration of power, the strength of the Howling Dog has also changed several times, and each time, its strength is comparable to that of the world's top beggar.