Chapter 2161: The King of Scrolls, Kicks the Scrolls Horizontally

Three minutes is short, not enough for Lao Wang to set up the chessboard; three minutes is long, and the American people have to switch 108 postures for this.

The immortal halo is not a real shield, but it is used by Li Cang as a shield. Not only does it have a shield, but it also has a shield counter, not only a shield counter, but also digs up your family's ancestral graves.

The space structure of dozens or hundreds of layers is not a real "layer". That is too difficult. In fact, in addition to the multiple layers used to isolate the world line drag force and replace the sub-space shuttle force provided by the American system, the main body is still based on multiple beads connected to each other.

Halfway through the time, Li Cang, who was in a sustainable bombardment posture, suddenly squeezed out a very cold smile on his face.

Smile.

The kind of expression package that Lao Wang would grin at when he saw it.

"I caught you~"

Yes, Li Cang finally returned to the first level of space he had experienced before, the subspace with his unfinished servants of fate. Several homologous links suddenly opened up, and the terrifying shadow of the skeleton gate loomed behind the vortex.

The bone sister in the [Gluttony] posture, the knife girl riding the concubine snake, and the silver mountain beast wrapped in the whistling cold wind

In addition to Lao Wang, the magician brought all his palus in, starting at zero frame, the field unfolded, and the bone sister even held a bunch of anti-jump bombs and cancer bombs packed in alienated skeleton boxes in her arms. No need to ask, you know it is definitely the work of Lao Wang.

"Lang~" Xi Niang called out halfway, then frowned, looking at the guys hiding outside the boundary with unfriendly eyes, "You are a thief who hides his head and shows his tail, die!"

The sound of gurgling water sounded in the void, and the water of the Yellow Spring appeared out of thin air outside the sub-space barrier. It seemed to be a winding stream, but in fact it was a turbulent undercurrent, in a way that the Americans and even Li Cang found incredible, and in a way that was not hindered by any obstacles, it carried the life and even the soul of the virtual figure in the entire space with the current.

"Ka La La~"

The layers of spider web-like cracks on the sub-space barrier appeared densely and abruptly, and the sound was like the collision of glaciers. At a certain moment, Li Cang even saw the spherical outline of another level of space being peeled off in this level of space, and the fragmentation into the true nothingness.

The scarlet life energy was bright and fresh. In the underworld, it quickly filled the entire subspace with a gushing posture comparable to that of Li Cang's own big magic wand, rolling back like a dragon, and completely driving the red-hot magician into a bloody rage.

Li Cang, whose conversion rate was as unreasonable as the Zerg, had scarlet in his eyes, and his whole body was like a blazing flame. With the big magic wand in his hand, the countless life energy instantly formed like a tide, and with some of his subtle expressions and movements, it surged and gradually transitioned to [Fishy Wind] and evolved.

"Tsk~"

In the eyes of Dylan and other people in the council hall, Li Cang's expression was no different from the devil's coming to the world. Out of ten, even one hundred percent, it seemed like he had tasted something delicious that satisfied him. Then he thought that the surging scarlet was even all the life energy of their compatriots, and the atmosphere in the council hall that had just been a little excited suddenly turned into ice.

In the subspace bubble structure, the three-color extermination characters rotated endlessly, the sound was like Sanskrit, the listeners never tired, the color was formless, and the truth was easy to understand. At this moment, it actually had the meaning of complementing the unpredictable means of the bride.

But the magician obviously couldn't see these. The purple immortal aura was swallowed by the dark storm. At the same time, a humanoid image that was no different from him stood on his feet, and the huge phantom of the threshold personality that was as vast as the sky and the earth had been forcibly awakened and torn into the void by hand.

As the red wind rolled, under the careful irrigation of the life energy of the American people who were completely destroyed in this subspace, the magician, who had no time to convert and distribute the energy to the rebellious sons, was forced to release a round of blood explosion.

Rather than saying it was a blood explosion, it was more like the silent and crazy roar of the threshold personality at this moment. The scarlet and dazzling strange power went from lingering to guarding to bursting out in a short moment.

"Boom~"

The expensive monitoring equipment in the American Congress Hall was full of plasma sparks and black smoke.

Congressman Dylan twitched from the corner of his eyes to the corner of his mouth: "Fix them! I don't care what method you use! Fix them for me immediately!"

"Establish the second link, quickly, I want to talk to the other side now!"

"Damn pigs, move!"

The final blow, ups and downs, Congressman Dylan's rage can be imagined. Not only the elite of the American Confederation were sent there, but also his private soldiers, a total of 8,000 dead soldiers for power games.

Subspace bubble.

Li Cang squinted his eyes. The feeling of being used as the first channel for life energy to bitterly explain the benefits was like lighting the eyeballs to roast the brain. After the chaos of the sage time, the subtle perception of every nerve was magnified countless times, and the control of the burning wind, the fishy wind, and the three-phase power reached an unimaginable level before.

"Ms. Shirley, your state seems to be different after the blood explosion?"

"Nonono, my lord, this is just a symbolic expression of your strength reaching the next stage. As powerful as you are, do you still need this little test to test my loyalty?"

Fuck you.

I will sew your mouth shut sooner or later.

The subspace bubbles that were shattered by the blood explosion seemed to have disrupted some specific deployment of the American Legion, so that almost most of the subspace bubbles that were intact showed a state of stratification and even separation, from overlapping each other to becoming a string of beads in the current field of vision.

But I have to say that the Americans are so damn fat and juicy. They are just two or three subspace bubbles, but they can support a round of blood explosion. Timi even made disasters and threshold personalities. It's a perfect supplement.

Reading the correct version! 6=9+Shu_bar released this novel for the first time.

I'm hungry

The pre-casting and mental formula of the magician are so simple and unpretentious. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the big magic wand made a sharp explosion, smashing this layer of subspace bubble that had no existence value, and blasting towards the next subspace with the shadow of the dead.

Wow~

The magical selection mechanism of the dead exploded gorgeously. Whether it is one tenth or nine tenths has become a metaphysical problem rather than mathematical logic. The life units are counted on one hand.

"Mission failed, retreat, retreat!"

"Run!"

"Go!"

Very decisive, after all, it was meaningless to force it. The last few tens of seconds of the shield were like an insurmountable wall of despair and sighs. The mechanism was broken and the BOSS began to recover.

After untold hardships and huge resources, and the death of a trainload of black witches and white witches, they finally got the "pheromones" belonging to Li Cang from the national defense formation and that damn Martinis. They tried every means to get rid of his beastly fate servants and teammates who were worse than beasts. It can be said that they had the best time, place and people, but they were still ruined in this last shudder.

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

There is no way to suppress, expel, or exile. Damn the origin of hostility, damn the long river sunset, damn fucking fuck!

"Go?"

Raising his hand is another tease of the law of war. He bought this thing wholesale, and it has no CD.

Li Cang grimaced. There was no place on his body that didn't hurt. He was so angry that he had no place to vent. How could you just leave like that? I'm a magician and a succubus. Pah, do you want to give up the reputation of the King of Track Lines?