Chapter 1765: Hitting the Target Every Time

Both of them were so angry that their noses were crooked. This Timi was simply a disgrace to his career. After landing, these birdmen were too lazy to disguise their transportation!

I mean, have those unlucky subordinates on this line developed to this extent? They can actually be divided into multiple camps to play vertical and horizontal alliances?

"How did they get up?"

"These ships just moored directly on our Sky Island?"

"Damn, it's really a ghost!"

"Bang!"

A figure was thrown down from the roof. Li Cang glanced at the life with contempt, put his hands behind his back, and the cruel and silent burning wind rose into the sky, swallowing up the screams.

"Fuck the king!"

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"I mean elegant, too elegant!"

The double anchor swept the entire island like the most sophisticated radar, sifting through the land of Sky Island inch by inch, but there was nothing found. The feeling of being blind made Li Cang extremely unhappy.

"My lord, you have actually 'seen' it, but just ignored it."

"Shirley."

"Please be sure to call me by my formal name!"

"Do you need me to ask Liliana to come and talk to you?"

A miracle happened again. Shirley's voice was soft and charming with a hint of inherent hoarseness, full of magnetism: "It's just a crude disguise, my lord, this can't be hidden from you, you just ignored some things, there are differences between alienated blood and alienated blood, not to mention people who try to disguise themselves as alienated blood creatures or even ordinary beasts like snakes, insects, rats and ants, or subordinates, what do you think?"

"This"

Li Cang fell into deep thought.

When he closed his eyes and thought, the double anchors of bloodthirstiness and calcium sucking formed a reverse energy flow, radiating in all directions, passing over every tiny, living creature like a blind man touching an elephant.

Suddenly, a kind of inexplicable and mysterious feeling surged into my heart, and a deep black appeared between the scarlet and white.

Double anchoring, officially transitioning to three-phase.

Three-phase anchoring replaced the original straightforward narrative, just like expanding from two dimensions to three dimensions. "In front of my eyes", the points representing vitality and calcium structure transformed into a clearer three-dimensional structure. With a shape, it is naturally impossible to hide.

Buzz buzz buzz~

At least more than a hundred slender burning winds rose to the sky around the stilt house and the sky island, and the chaotic energy field and the shining skill glow were all solemn.

Then, there were screams.

The pain of being burned by the burning wind and forcibly stripped of life is not something that ordinary people can easily endure, and it is so abrupt and unexpected that at least half of the lurkers were directly hit and blasted out of the invisible state.

They may not understand one thing. Stealth, lurking, and even diving have no substantial connection with Wushuang. The moment Li Cang and Lao Wang came back, the most favorable period for them had been completely declared over. Even if there was no three-phase anchoring, it was only a matter of time. No matter what the purpose was, it was impossible to achieve it without taking action.

The movement of the Fire Wind Nuclear Cancer Krypton Hydrogen scared Lao Wang: "Why are there so many of them? Has your Fire Wind evolved to the speed of light QA?"

"Coincidence, part of it is a mirror image, and thanks to Shirley."

"My pleasure, master."

"It's also my honor, Shirley."

"Nonono, my lord, this is a villain ability, and it also belongs to you. The role I play in it is insignificant."

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This is not a commercial mutual praise at all.

Li Cang, who is as stable as he is, rarely has the urge to call this little bitch out, convert it into a physical entity, strip it naked and beat the groove hard. The little bitch is very good at being weird, very good, keep it up.

Even if you are directly hit by the Burning Wind, it is not fatal, and the followers have countless ways to reasonably avoid this damage. There are countless skills, props and creations, but as long as you are touched, you will have to wait for a long time before you can regain the ability to resist.

The result is that Li Cang's finishing blows follow you like a shadow, and he never stops. The orthodox Burning Wind is occasionally mixed with mirror images, which are simply elusive. What kind of avoidance to see the effect is directly a luxury.

Feeling or intuition is a very mysterious and idealistic thing. As a basis for judgment, whether it is feeling intuition or hearing, smell, vision and touch, at least there must be corresponding signs to prevent it. But if the various attacks are not directed at you, what if you are just infected and implicated?

The opportunity is fleeting, not to mention the instantaneous Isoleye Burning.

Compared with the Burning Wind itself, the hit rate of the mirror Burning Wind is simply at an incredible height that does not belong to it at all.

"Damn, not a single shot missed?"

Li Cang's expression was quite interesting. For Mr. Bad Shooting, who was well-known on the track line, possessing this kind of supernatural passive splashing ability was obviously a miracle that could only be created by God accidentally knocking over something while asleep. It was enough for him to brag about it to Old Wang for several years.

There were more than a hundred people in total. With Li Cang's pitiful agility, if Old Wang insisted on chasing them, it would probably be difficult for each person to chase them, and they would have to eat a mouthful of exhaust gas.

However, what happened was that those people lost the protection of the invisible "shell" that was as powerful as the barrier force field that could isolate everything, so they were naturally and nakedly exposed in front of a group of lackeys.

At this time, there were no level 3+ lackeys on the Sky Island, and the Twin Tyrants and the Mountain Lord were even less popular. The version of Big Dog and Second Dog, who acted as laborers, was probably as humble as dust and mud to any living creature present.

The problem was that they had an attacking instinct. Another problem was that these sunny and cheerful big boys who were in stealth like Lanling King were not particularly clear about the strength of Big Dog and Second Dog. Based on the principle of steady progress, they almost subconsciously outputted to the face of Big Dog and Second Dog.

So, everything went wrong as it should.

The Big Dog and Second Dog, who were always exposed to the rehydration pool environment, would be eroded by the cancerous and deformed attributes. They didn't care even if they suffered a little damage, but these lurkers were usually unlikely to do this.

Whether it was the Lurkers who took the initiative to attack or were splashed with blood, they could all be understood as being infected with the cancerous and deformed attributes in a more direct way than the Burning Wind, and their screams were particularly horrified.

No one could remain absolutely rational when their blood was infected and about to collapse, even if it was just a tiny bit. If this thing was not removed in a timely, effective, and reasonable way, it would be like a thorn in the flesh, forever parasitic and rooted in the blood, and it would become more and more serious as the subordinates became stronger.

But those were all later. Now they had to face a more cruel situation, that is, even if they had more advanced means of concealment, it was impossible to avoid the sight of any lackeys. The lackeys were stupid and crazy, but even the four dogs could not distinguish the difference between their own kind and the food. The human smell and cancerous deformation on the Lurkers mixed into a strange fragrance that the lackeys loved the most, which was the best and most solid beacon.

Almost at the same time, these more than one hundred people felt countless greedy, eager, and hungry gazes sweeping over them, underground, in the sky, everywhere, making them feel like uniformly marked rations.