I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 1351: Coming, the mask (the third one is over,

  Chapter 1351 is here, masks (the third one is over, today is still a handsome fish, ask for a monthly pass.)

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  Evil election transfer station. Compared with the beautiful scenery of the heaven election transfer station world, evil election is very rough here.

   Horror, evil, bloody, and the aesthetic level is in a mess.

   can be daunting.

  Nearly ordinary people will be fascinated by its strong aura almost as soon as they arrive in such a place, and will either collapse or degenerate.

  And now. . . The fifth transfer station of the evil election, before the arrival of the battle teleportation array, there are a lot of people.

  The breath is as deep as deep.

  At the forefront, there is a piece of A-level Chosen.

  They are preparing.

  Until the tall black robe **** at the forefront said faintly.

   "Since you have come out, you will get it, mortals will die, and the choice of heaven will be destroyed."

  All the evil candidates raised their weapons together.

  The killing intent has been sinking, and the sharp edge echoes!

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  Lother and others fought fiercely, seeing that the situation had arrived, they were naturally satisfied, but Amy had a headache.

   is over, the evil election is about to come, and such a big entrance is enough for the evil election to come to an army.

  She asked her golden wall, the heaven is here. . . .

  ——Slowly a step, is being recruited.

  ——According to the fastest speed, it will take half an hour to bring people down.

  Half an hour? In particular, the entire NY would be razed, and only half an hour was enough to allow the evil-elected army that came first to take the initiative, absorb these huge energy groups, and close the entrance.

  At that time, Tianxuan was not an opponent at all, and lost support. . .

  There is no second possibility of absolute defeat.

Amy analyzes the situation and feels frustrated and anxious. This mentality is completely different from the previous missions, because the most miserable mission failure is just death. Even if there is no money to resurrect, it is death. But if his homeland world is defeated, all his friends, family, and friends. The entire hometown of mankind must be extinct.

  How miserable the enemy-occupied area is, all the heavenly choosers know.

  So Ammy’s eyes were a little red, and he wanted to rush up to fight Loser and the others, and William and the others were similar.

  Wait for the descendants to come, and they will be killed in one round without even the chance to desperately.

  So I might as well wait for them to die before they arrive.

  William and others gathered and rushed up desperately. Lother saw that the energy group was densely covered with thunder spots, and knew that the light array was already preparing for the arrival.

  She smiled and drew the long sword from her waist.

  When the descent state is on, not only the descent, but also another one. . . . The limit is rapid cuts.

  Lother breathed out, and pulled out the scarlet blood sword on his waist, Zhenyuan returned.

  Flying sword after shadow flying shuttle, sharp sword light, make William and others' complexion changed, and Ammy belongs to the Western God's Court, and I have long known that the main and most common attack method of Eastern cultivation is the flying sword.

  Great, great.

  Lother suddenly flew the sword, scared all the top players, instinctively dodges, but others can't avoid it, and his head is about to be cut off. . .

It was also at this moment, someone seemed to be in the trance of that subtle time and space overlap, and saw a person walking from across the street not far away, black sweater and black mask, with a cup of coffee in his hand, as if he had finished drinking Yes, she conveniently put the coffee cup in the trash can next to it.

   By the way, municipal trash sorting, she also opened the cups separately.

  Never hurry, take it easy.

  It seems that her time is separate from theirs.

   Where she lives, a normal, safe and unsophisticated free person's life, ordinary and comfortable.

  Here they are, cruel and **** fighting on the tragic battlefield, recruiting blood, and killing people at any time.

  But when the lid of the cup was separated from the body, she looked sideways, that pair of eyes, that gaze. . . .

  In an instant, the split time and fear were both close and overlapped.

   is also at that moment, the flying sword of the flying shuttle, the sharp light of the wandering sword. . . .

  Suddenly a hand came.

   appeared out of thin air.

  Holding the hilt of Feijian out of thin air, his fingers hooked the hilt, and the afterimage was two, three, and four points. . . Two people, three people, four people, more than a dozen afterimages.

  These afterimages are to keep up with the flying context of Feijian, and all of them have grasped these little Feijian, grasped, controlled, then reversed, swept back, and finally wiped the throat.

   Kill 15 people instantly.

  The last fifteen afterimages overlapped behind Loser, and the fifteen small flying sword silhouettes also overlapped into the original scarlet blood sword.

  The blade fell on the mountain of her neck.

brush! Wipe the throat directly.

  At the moment when Loser swallowed blood and flying sword, the blood fog changed, and a puppet stood in the ground. The real Loser appeared on the roof of the bus two hundred meters away, kneeling there on one leg.

  She covered her neck with one hand, and blood flowed from her fingers. A pill was held in her fingertips, crushed and applied to the wound in her throat.

  The sword was too fast just now, and she was almost ready to save herself with a life-saving puppet, but she still hurt her neck.

  A ray of sword energy, thinner than a strand of hair, but almost cut her head.

  This is the person who once defeated her, smiling as if he had murdered mercilessly before.

   "Qin Yu, meet again."

  "You still wear a mask, why, in your own world, do you need to cover up your character?"

  Lother didn't seem to be afraid of killing his own Qin Yu easily, but instead smiled.

  Qin Yu turned around, looked at the scarlet blood sword in his hand, and said faintly: "You are such a poor person, so naturally you can't recognize how valuable my mask is."

  Lother was taken aback, and soon learned from the Golden Wall that Qin Yu’s mask—worth 2,000 stars, was specially used to cover his body and breath.

  In short, it is exclusively for local tyrants and cannot be bought with money alone.

  Limited noble edition.

  Lother was stabbed by Qin Yu's rough humiliation at this sight~ agitated.

  2000 stars, a life that can be resurrected! She bought a mask and pretended to be forced!

  艹!

   "You must be very popular on Tianxuan."

  She smiled and said.

  Qin Yu glanced at her lightly, lightly.

   "You are delaying time."

   "Yes, they are here, you can't kill me."

  Lother smiled.

  Darkness fell behind him.

  Huge dark beams of light, clusters of silhouettes, descend from the sky, descend from beyond the sky, descend from the thousands of universes.

  They are here.

  Come for killing.

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  The arrival of some people is destined to be frightening.

  Fears all the chosen, fears all local powerful supernaturalists, and fears a large number of elite soldiers from various countries who have participated in many wars.

   even more terrified ordinary people watching among all the tall buildings in the city center.

  A beam of light, a hell.

  It sent a hell.

  But the blood-red viscous air flow escaped freely from the beam of light, and there were more than nine thousand black shadows in the beam of light.

  Different looks, postures, breaths, and even strengths and origins, but they have one common feature-evil selection.

  Evil choice body.

  Believers who fight for evil.

  9999 day selections, 120 A-level day selections.

  The highest landing stuck at one time can't reach ten thousand.

  But it is enough. . . . Horrible! ! !

  Qin Yu glanced at Lorser coldly, and noticed that her expression and eyes were not surprised, only one kind of strange. . . As if to say: Nearly 10,000 people actually came.

  Someone told her that so many people would come.

  Where is that person?

  Qin Yu's fingertips rubbed a little, and his eyes were cold.

  (End of this chapter)