Chapter 1667: Paste
No matter when, as long as it is upright, Nangong May and the weak and weak chickens can almost completely destroy the serious atmosphere on the battlefield. In fact, the pokeed sea snake and the biubiubiu weak chicken Almost lowered the b-square of the whole incident, so that Hao Ren began to suspect that the goddess of the gods who summoned the mirror would not recover her miraged miracle when she saw the two lost goods. - However, it turns out that he wants to be beautiful.
In addition to the two devastating goods and the strange atmosphere of their own bgm, the entire founding star wreckage has already become a pot of porridge.
The Guardian Fleet is battling with the mirror fleet, the drones are fighting with the same number of drones, and the comrades around them are entangled in their own mirrors, and the goddess of creation - she should have been her own The most powerful force on the side, but she just woke up, she was obviously too weak. After she was hit by a counterattack, she was hit hard. At this time, she could only use the power shield to protect the continent to prevent it from being in the universe. The gunfire and energy turbulence shredded, but there was no spare force to take the initiative again.
Honestly, it is a wise move to consider retreating now, but now the situation is completely chaotic, and the overwhelming mirror image completely drags the footsteps of everyone on the battlefield, even though the forced separation mechanism of the World Tree can bring Hao Ren and his teammates. They are pulled out (this function can be used without the world tree mark), but the Salaman army, the drone group and even the goddess of creation are very likely to be buried here.
Hao Ren quickly searched for ways to break the deadlock in his brain. He supported the nearby comrades in the hands of the sacred sword and the examiner's gun. Suddenly, he realized a rather critical problem.
"Oh, it seems that there is no mirror of mine?"
Every friendly army on the battlefield was entangled in the mirror created by the goddess of death, even the little weak chicken had her enemies against the buu, but Hao Ren ran around and saved the fire for a long time. To one thing: there is no mirror of him here.
And there is no mirror image of peas.
The former may be able to explain the past with his special pope status, but what is Peas?
However, Hao Ren did not have the opportunity to slowly understand this matter, because a shuddering breath suddenly locked him. He looked up at the illusion of numbness, but he happened to be with the pale evil spirit. relatively.
There was a slight surprise on the face, but then there was no temperature smile: "Funny... you are a more and more interesting guy. It seems that these gadgets don't work for you, then I Don't mind if you do it yourself..."
Before the end of this sentence, the pale figure has disappeared from the air. Hao Ren can't lock it completely, and he can't perceive the breath of the other party. He can only use the instinct to swing back and prevent it when the other party disappears. On his own side, and almost at the moment when the sword was in place, a terrible force had already been applied to him. He felt like he was slammed into the head by Lili, who was running at full speed, and then the whole People are flying out!
However, at the moment when the body flies out, Hao Ren’s spirit is more clear than ever. In the past, the tempering of spiritual power finally played a role, letting him think and realize one thing in this light stone fire:
He just used his own strength to pick up an attack from the evil god. The divine shield was not passively activated.
The power of the evil spirit... seems to be weak?
At the last moment of landing, he stabilized his figure and stood firm with a slightly embarrassed posture, but his feet were on the ground, and the pale figure only appeared at a distance, and then disappeared again. up in the air.
Another huge force struck, and there was some kind of corrosive energy erosion in the middle. Hao Ren was back in a dozen steps after he was hit, but he still did not stand still. Once again, the white light flashed, and another attack came!
"You don't press the routines!" Hao Ren was embarrassed, but he finally escaped the third attack. He even had Yu Yu screaming. "Under normal circumstances, you have such bosses every time." Shouldn’t you stand in the nonsense for at least two minutes before!”
The answer to him is a group of energy **** exploding in front of the eyes: "Boom!!"
The attack of the goddess of the goddess attacked one after another, and there was no stopping at all. It did not mean to keep the hand. Hao Ren heard the voice of the other party ringing in his mind, with a full contempt: "Oh, I heard that The kind of guy in your mouth..."
"boom!"
"They always like to waste time and energy when facing enemies that are weaker than themselves, just to show off their strength and set off their opponent's weakness."
"boom!"
"But in many cases, this stupid behavior only means variables, and I don't like variables."
"boom!!"
"You are a very interesting guy, um, enough to make my research interest, but I still think..."
"boom!"
"The first time you kill you, kill it completely, destroy your soul, destroy your means of resurrection, clear your teammates, block your help, and eliminate all variables. This is the most effective way. I don't like variables. I don't like the return of my opponents, I don't like the resurrection of heroes, I don't like the great legacy of someone inheriting, I don't like the bridge where the brave is getting stronger and stronger, so it's a pity that I can't study your secrets."
In the last bombardment, Hao Ren was almost blown out. His half body was already black, and the rigid shield on his body was almost completely extinguished. The sword in his hand did not even speak for a long time. In the end, he only said one sentence: "This sword thinks this time is a bit mysterious."
And the pale figure reappeared not far away, and it seemed that even the hairstyle was not messed up.
However, Hao Ren smiled and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "I found two things."
"Well?" That has exactly the same looks as the goddess of creation, but the guy whose character is obviously extremely bad has smashed her head. She actually stopped the attack and seemed to be planning to give Hao Ren a chance to speak.
"First, in fact, your nonsense and extra actions are also quite a few, but you don't want to admit it." Hao Ren took a look at his body, and his wounds made him grin, but surprisingly, his wounds turned out to be All are skin trauma, "Second... In fact, are you getting weaker?"
The goddess of death did not say anything, but stood there with a mocking smile, which seems to be the default.
"In any case, you are at most a fellow symbiotic symbiotic with the goddess of creation, even if you recover more power in your sleep, you can't completely crush all of us plus the goddess of creation. Degree, so you summon so many mirrors to fight against us."
Hao Ren said that he took a breath and quietly retracted his censor's gun into the portable space: in the previous battle, one thing has been proved, that is, if you can't hit it, then a strong attack is meaningless. In view of the predictive ability and instantaneous movement of the goddess of death, the use of this gun in his hand is not very useful.
"Mirroring is really scary, but it's clear that they don't instantly wipe out everyone here, but instead turn into a long war of attrition - which is obviously a bit contradictory to the 'efficiency' you ask, so only One, you don't have the ability to kill everything," Hao Ren looked at the goddess of death, and the dark part of his body was gradually replaced by new flesh and blood. "And making these mirrors also consumes a lot of effort, your attack now. It is much weaker than at the beginning."
"What about that?" The pale evil face is expressionless. "So you feel like you are my opponent?"
"Since you are not infinitely energetic, but an opponent that will also be weakened, then I am afraid of something," Hao Ren smiled. "When you shine the blood, the result of this battle is doomed!"
The goddess of extinction does not know that the bloodline is awkward. In the face of Hao Ren’s "nonsense," her answer is a flash + flea.
At the moment when the pale figure disappeared, Hao Ren stretched all his nerves, and the crack in the portable space was opened, and a metal chain in his hand extended from the crack and shone.
The experience accumulated by the previous ten days of bombing has played a role. Under the effect of near intuition, he swayed his right hand in a certain direction without looking at the ground. An unusually thick, edge wrapped with metal, The chain with eight corners of the Bible was sharply whistled by him, and the figure of the goddess of the goddess appeared in that place—just like taking the initiative, her whole face was looked at by the one. The Bible that is so close to God is a solid one!
A loud bang, a place where the Bible and the enemy came into contact with a dazzling ball of light, Hao Ren felt that a force that he could not understand was suddenly released. The strength of this force seems to be average, but it seems to be With some kind of "attributes" that can't be offset, can't be defended, and can't be exempted, in the previous battle, the goddess of extinction is like an invincible goddess who has been soaked out by such a simple and unsmiling face!
Not only did she fly out, she even drew a long ditch on the ground, and when she got up, her breath was noticeably reduced, and the strange energy released by the Bible was still wrapped around her. Constantly licking and weakening her strength.
"How is it possible?!" This incomparable evil spirit finally gave a scream of exultation. "What is that?!"
Hao Ren took advantage of the iron chain to bring the Bible to the wind: "This is called 'love of the mother'. Of course, given your 'speciality', this mother is not necessarily your mother - but the feeling of the face is definitely it's the same."
"The nonsense!" The goddess of the gods couldn't understand what Hao Ren was saying, but she could still feel that she had been greatly challenged. In the rage, she rolled up a pale storm, like a tornado. I rushed to Hao Ren, who was holding the Bible.
Hao Ren’s round of the brickwork with a horn is a meteor hammer: “Feel the love of the stepmother!”