Under the deep sea, the emergence of more than 30 mass production machines instantly made the reincarnationists in the distance stunned.
He cursed and couldn't afford to offend, so these people quickly evacuated.
The situation is already very obvious. The driver of the No. 1 aircraft is super rich. Not only the wholesale of Longhinus guns, but also the mass production machines are made at will.
This is a big deal, it’s just for you to play alone!
While the reincarnationists cursed, they were all worried, fearing that the main god would suddenly release a mission, and that the last survivors in this world would leave.
If this is the case, they will have no way to die.
More than 30 mass-produced machines can be built at will. Who knows the upper limit of the No. 1 machine, but you can't win even if you want to use the human-sea tactics.
The mission is unknown, the reincarnators have no restrictions, they can come and go freely, and the monsters have no choice.
Behind it is the crossing mouth, which is intimidated by the large number of mass production machines, from surrounding to gathering, roaring and roaring.
The situation changed, and the siege became a counter-encirclement, and the mass production machines scattered around and surrounded eleven monsters.
In terms of image, the appearance of the mass production machine is really uncommon. It is pale all over, and there are no other facial features except for red lips and big mouths.
The long, big white face, grinned slightly, was the two neat rows of white teeth, which made people shudder.
With this look, it’s hard to say who the villain is when it comes to the chrysanthemum beasts.
The sea water buzzed, and black fine sand overflowed the seabed, surrounding the hands of the mass production machine, turning into a sharp Longinus gun.
Roar roar roar!!
With the roar of the first aircraft, the war was about to break out, and more than 30 mass-produced aircraft were launched instantly. The Longinus gun tore through the sea water, pierced through the monster's hard skin, and bloomed blue blood flowers.
The sea water stirred violently, the sound was like a cannon, and the deep blue water mass filled it, spreading rapidly towards the surrounding area.
Soon, standing in front of the fuselage of the first one who was watching the show, he was blocked by a large piece of blue sticky sea water, and he could not see the battle inside clearly.
It is a good thing to not see clearly. The roars and chewing sounds occasionally make the scalp of the women in the cab numb.
With a little imagination, you can guess what is happening inside.
Not like this, not like this.
Yingying shook her head repeatedly and refused to admit that these mass production machines had anything to do with her, so as not to have nightmares at night.
Not bad, it seems that you have a good appetite and are not picky about food.
The long black hair was shaking in front of him. Russell pressed his head in anger. He first disgusted her and then stuffed her back.
The space was limited, Ying Yingying's head was stuffed in, and Duan Xinlan's head was immediately poked out.
Unfortunately, it was right next to Russell's ear.
Hehehe...
As soon as the laughter was halfway through, Russell elbowed on his face and reluctantly retreated.
After several repetitions, Russell was wrapped around his neck by an arm of unknown who it was. He was not forcing it, there was no way, it seemed that this was the best result.
If you stuff it back, something might appear.
The dinner...Ahem, the battle lasted for five minutes, and as the sound of chewing gradually faded, Russell's eyes narrowed slightly.
An arc spread along the foot of the first aircraft, and the dark blue sea water settled into the seabed, revealing a terrible battlefield.
Eleven chrysanthemums are destroyed, and corpses are everywhere, and they should be made into corpses.
Next to it is a mass production machine with a belly erect. It has red lips and big mouths, and blue flesh and blood can be clearly seen between the teeth.
No, I'm going to vomit.
Ying Yingying's head suddenly poked out, her face turned pale and ugly. As she said that, she wanted to show Russell her menu today.
Russell was so scared that he fucked the air conditioner. At the critical moment, he controlled the first unit to stand upside down and almost avoided it.
Vomiting
AhAhAh, don't come over Ah!
It's so disgusting...I can't do it anymore, I'm going to vomit...
Vomiting
The picture was too terrifying. Russell opened the cockpit and kicked all the people into the water polo outside. He then rolled up a ball of sea water and cleaned the cab from beginning to end.
Too bad, I have no thoughts at all.
Russell sat in the driver's seat with his face covering his face, waved his hand and let the production aircraft hold the nuclear bombs and monster corpses, lined up to jump into the crossing mouth under the cracks in the deep sea, and at the same time took the chickens back from the water polo.
puff!!
Yingying spit out the sea water in her mouth, struggled to lie on the operating table, looking at the mass production machine that never returned, and suddenly felt a little reluctant.
Will those mass-produced aircraft... die of nuclear bombs?
Why, because they are bleeding, I feel distressed?
Russell raised his eyebrows and said unruly: I don’t know whether he died of a nuclear bomb, but if he survived, the planet behind the portal would suffer. You can see that they have a very good appetite.
Rumble!!
With a dull sound, the portal shone violently.
Just as the seabed was shaking continuously, the transmission equipment opposite was destroyed, the transmission port closed and disappeared, the strong light was dim, and only the amplitude after wave was echoed under the sea.
it's over!
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly and said quickly: Pay attention to it. After the last time the plot ended, the main god suddenly arranged the scene change. Looking carefully, maybe you can find any rules.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery around the first aircraft changed drastically.
The dark sky covered the top of the clouds, and blood-red lightning rushed through the thick dark clouds. A sudden explosion broke through the black ink and swept the scarlet blood rain.
Endless blood-colored mist was swept by, and the storm was blowing.
Looking down from a high altitude, cracks are everywhere on the scorched earth continent, the magma river flows endlessly, the hot high temperature distorts the air, and emits a pungent smell of sulfur.
Innumerable human-shaped mist flowed with the magma, wailing straight into the soul. Wherever you can, there was a scarlet light flashing in the wasteland.
Although the air is hot, it gives people the chill of falling from the ice cave, filling the gloom of the world and forming the main tone of the whole world.
Where is this?
Almost at the same time, the reincarnation people who suddenly entered this world were all frightened and swarmed together in groups of three or five. Many of them ran to the first-class fuselage, wanting to hug them with their thick legs.
If I guess correctly, this should be hell!
Russell touched his chin, and he would definitely not admit his mistake with his experienced experience. He turned around and looked at Yingying, who was confused: How about it, do you see what the plot is?
No, it’s not OK, there are too few prompts, I want to take a look again.
The magic was released, Yingying evaporated the water vapor on her body, her face was slightly stiff. There were too many plots about hell, and she could not confirm for the moment.
But one thing is, when it comes to hell, this world must be very dangerous.
This hell seems a bit deserted...
Russell looked around and muttered: If the devil wasn't too lazy, hell should be very lively.
What, is this still called deserted?
Kang Xi said unwillingly, pointing at the resentful spirit floating in the magma river: See the special effects there, it’s so crowded here!
Haha, you know nothing!
Russell sneered disdain: There are not only resentful spirits in hell. These suffering guys are just the most basic tourist attractions in hell. They are part of the hell, and they are not even considered to be the aborigines.
What's the meaning?
Kang Xi suddenly felt very cold and trembled and squeezed into the crowd.
Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world.
Russell pursed his lower lips: Another level of meaning, hell without the devil cannot be called hell!
Gudu!
Several consecutive sounds of swallowing saliva sounded. Ying Yingying saw the atmosphere was solemn and her morale was severely hit, so she immediately coughed: Don’t scare them, it seems that you understand very much.
OK, understand a little!
Russell shrugged, not giving much explanation for this. He was thinking of opening the door to hell and trying to see if he could return to the world, suddenly the scorched earth shook continuously.
Rumble
The magma river surging violently, and hell creatures with two horns on their heads crawled out, their eyes were hollow and dark, and their bodies were covered in skin and bones, as if they had been hungry for thousands of years.
Climbing out of the magma river, the dense hell creatures closed their mouths up and down, making a terrifying scream, and they picked up a resentful spirit from the magma, and swallowed it into their stomachs like fruit.
The cracks in the wasteland were torn open, and densely packed small demons of bat wings swarmed out, mixed with monsters of varying heights from time to time.
Monsters made of bones, carrion, rust iron, limbs, etc., are very visually impactful, and their curious looks are endless. You can't imagine it, and they can't grow without them.
But if you look closely, you will find that these regional creatures have everything, but they lack blood.
Because there is no, so long!
The reincarnations were surrounded by hell creatures that could not see the end at first sight, and they all found it difficult to keep calm. They didn't care about hiding their trump cards at critical moments. They showed up with various abilities and props, and broke through together.
It is not the point to break through, and staying there will definitely be a dead end!
Hello, where is your holy light, hurry up and use Ah!
Yingying remembers that Russell has many abilities, in addition to black wings, and white wings, the power of holy light is perfect for beating hell creatures.
Don't be stupid, this is hell. If you really show your white wings, just wait... Look, look there.
Russell curled his lips at two o'clock. A reincarnator who exchanged for the priest's ability had just swung the heavy sword of the cross and killed all directions with a whirlwind. He was soon gathered by the hell creatures, and there was no residue left.
Then who is the first plane belongs to you, I will go out and have some fresh air.
Fresh air in hell?
The girls didn't understand it very much, and they thought it must be a mistake.
real?Would you be so kind?
Guan Yin is skeptical, and has been deceived repeatedly in love, and his words are filled with distrust.
Of course it is true, when did I lied to you?
Russell hummed, squeezed through the crowd, pushed Duan Xinlan's face away, and left the cab with difficulty.
The dark shadows sprinted, wrapping around the first machine finally stood above its head.
Russell looked at the dark and boundless hell, and his telepathy spread out, trying to find the boss of this world.
Nothing to find!
There was no big problem, so he took out the devil's cell phone and called directly.
The result was that he was overthinking. Not all devils kept pace with the times like Miss Satan. Communication in this hell was basically yelling.
Russell silently put away his phone, his eyes full of darkness, and the shadow extended from under his feet, pulling out a huge grim face on the scorched ground.
He cursed and couldn't afford to offend, so these people quickly evacuated.
The situation is already very obvious. The driver of the No. 1 aircraft is super rich. Not only the wholesale of Longhinus guns, but also the mass production machines are made at will.
This is a big deal, it’s just for you to play alone!
While the reincarnationists cursed, they were all worried, fearing that the main god would suddenly release a mission, and that the last survivors in this world would leave.
If this is the case, they will have no way to die.
More than 30 mass-produced machines can be built at will. Who knows the upper limit of the No. 1 machine, but you can't win even if you want to use the human-sea tactics.
The mission is unknown, the reincarnators have no restrictions, they can come and go freely, and the monsters have no choice.
Behind it is the crossing mouth, which is intimidated by the large number of mass production machines, from surrounding to gathering, roaring and roaring.
The situation changed, and the siege became a counter-encirclement, and the mass production machines scattered around and surrounded eleven monsters.
In terms of image, the appearance of the mass production machine is really uncommon. It is pale all over, and there are no other facial features except for red lips and big mouths.
The long, big white face, grinned slightly, was the two neat rows of white teeth, which made people shudder.
With this look, it’s hard to say who the villain is when it comes to the chrysanthemum beasts.
The sea water buzzed, and black fine sand overflowed the seabed, surrounding the hands of the mass production machine, turning into a sharp Longinus gun.
Roar roar roar!!
With the roar of the first aircraft, the war was about to break out, and more than 30 mass-produced aircraft were launched instantly. The Longinus gun tore through the sea water, pierced through the monster's hard skin, and bloomed blue blood flowers.
The sea water stirred violently, the sound was like a cannon, and the deep blue water mass filled it, spreading rapidly towards the surrounding area.
Soon, standing in front of the fuselage of the first one who was watching the show, he was blocked by a large piece of blue sticky sea water, and he could not see the battle inside clearly.
It is a good thing to not see clearly. The roars and chewing sounds occasionally make the scalp of the women in the cab numb.
With a little imagination, you can guess what is happening inside.
Not like this, not like this.
Yingying shook her head repeatedly and refused to admit that these mass production machines had anything to do with her, so as not to have nightmares at night.
Not bad, it seems that you have a good appetite and are not picky about food.
The long black hair was shaking in front of him. Russell pressed his head in anger. He first disgusted her and then stuffed her back.
The space was limited, Ying Yingying's head was stuffed in, and Duan Xinlan's head was immediately poked out.
Unfortunately, it was right next to Russell's ear.
Hehehe...
As soon as the laughter was halfway through, Russell elbowed on his face and reluctantly retreated.
After several repetitions, Russell was wrapped around his neck by an arm of unknown who it was. He was not forcing it, there was no way, it seemed that this was the best result.
If you stuff it back, something might appear.
The dinner...Ahem, the battle lasted for five minutes, and as the sound of chewing gradually faded, Russell's eyes narrowed slightly.
An arc spread along the foot of the first aircraft, and the dark blue sea water settled into the seabed, revealing a terrible battlefield.
Eleven chrysanthemums are destroyed, and corpses are everywhere, and they should be made into corpses.
Next to it is a mass production machine with a belly erect. It has red lips and big mouths, and blue flesh and blood can be clearly seen between the teeth.
No, I'm going to vomit.
Ying Yingying's head suddenly poked out, her face turned pale and ugly. As she said that, she wanted to show Russell her menu today.
Russell was so scared that he fucked the air conditioner. At the critical moment, he controlled the first unit to stand upside down and almost avoided it.
Vomiting
AhAhAh, don't come over Ah!
It's so disgusting...I can't do it anymore, I'm going to vomit...
Vomiting
The picture was too terrifying. Russell opened the cockpit and kicked all the people into the water polo outside. He then rolled up a ball of sea water and cleaned the cab from beginning to end.
Too bad, I have no thoughts at all.
Russell sat in the driver's seat with his face covering his face, waved his hand and let the production aircraft hold the nuclear bombs and monster corpses, lined up to jump into the crossing mouth under the cracks in the deep sea, and at the same time took the chickens back from the water polo.
puff!!
Yingying spit out the sea water in her mouth, struggled to lie on the operating table, looking at the mass production machine that never returned, and suddenly felt a little reluctant.
Will those mass-produced aircraft... die of nuclear bombs?
Why, because they are bleeding, I feel distressed?
Russell raised his eyebrows and said unruly: I don’t know whether he died of a nuclear bomb, but if he survived, the planet behind the portal would suffer. You can see that they have a very good appetite.
Rumble!!
With a dull sound, the portal shone violently.
Just as the seabed was shaking continuously, the transmission equipment opposite was destroyed, the transmission port closed and disappeared, the strong light was dim, and only the amplitude after wave was echoed under the sea.
it's over!
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly and said quickly: Pay attention to it. After the last time the plot ended, the main god suddenly arranged the scene change. Looking carefully, maybe you can find any rules.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery around the first aircraft changed drastically.
The dark sky covered the top of the clouds, and blood-red lightning rushed through the thick dark clouds. A sudden explosion broke through the black ink and swept the scarlet blood rain.
Endless blood-colored mist was swept by, and the storm was blowing.
Looking down from a high altitude, cracks are everywhere on the scorched earth continent, the magma river flows endlessly, the hot high temperature distorts the air, and emits a pungent smell of sulfur.
Innumerable human-shaped mist flowed with the magma, wailing straight into the soul. Wherever you can, there was a scarlet light flashing in the wasteland.
Although the air is hot, it gives people the chill of falling from the ice cave, filling the gloom of the world and forming the main tone of the whole world.
Where is this?
Almost at the same time, the reincarnation people who suddenly entered this world were all frightened and swarmed together in groups of three or five. Many of them ran to the first-class fuselage, wanting to hug them with their thick legs.
If I guess correctly, this should be hell!
Russell touched his chin, and he would definitely not admit his mistake with his experienced experience. He turned around and looked at Yingying, who was confused: How about it, do you see what the plot is?
No, it’s not OK, there are too few prompts, I want to take a look again.
The magic was released, Yingying evaporated the water vapor on her body, her face was slightly stiff. There were too many plots about hell, and she could not confirm for the moment.
But one thing is, when it comes to hell, this world must be very dangerous.
This hell seems a bit deserted...
Russell looked around and muttered: If the devil wasn't too lazy, hell should be very lively.
What, is this still called deserted?
Kang Xi said unwillingly, pointing at the resentful spirit floating in the magma river: See the special effects there, it’s so crowded here!
Haha, you know nothing!
Russell sneered disdain: There are not only resentful spirits in hell. These suffering guys are just the most basic tourist attractions in hell. They are part of the hell, and they are not even considered to be the aborigines.
What's the meaning?
Kang Xi suddenly felt very cold and trembled and squeezed into the crowd.
Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world.
Russell pursed his lower lips: Another level of meaning, hell without the devil cannot be called hell!
Gudu!
Several consecutive sounds of swallowing saliva sounded. Ying Yingying saw the atmosphere was solemn and her morale was severely hit, so she immediately coughed: Don’t scare them, it seems that you understand very much.
OK, understand a little!
Russell shrugged, not giving much explanation for this. He was thinking of opening the door to hell and trying to see if he could return to the world, suddenly the scorched earth shook continuously.
Rumble
The magma river surging violently, and hell creatures with two horns on their heads crawled out, their eyes were hollow and dark, and their bodies were covered in skin and bones, as if they had been hungry for thousands of years.
Climbing out of the magma river, the dense hell creatures closed their mouths up and down, making a terrifying scream, and they picked up a resentful spirit from the magma, and swallowed it into their stomachs like fruit.
The cracks in the wasteland were torn open, and densely packed small demons of bat wings swarmed out, mixed with monsters of varying heights from time to time.
Monsters made of bones, carrion, rust iron, limbs, etc., are very visually impactful, and their curious looks are endless. You can't imagine it, and they can't grow without them.
But if you look closely, you will find that these regional creatures have everything, but they lack blood.
Because there is no, so long!
The reincarnations were surrounded by hell creatures that could not see the end at first sight, and they all found it difficult to keep calm. They didn't care about hiding their trump cards at critical moments. They showed up with various abilities and props, and broke through together.
It is not the point to break through, and staying there will definitely be a dead end!
Hello, where is your holy light, hurry up and use Ah!
Yingying remembers that Russell has many abilities, in addition to black wings, and white wings, the power of holy light is perfect for beating hell creatures.
Don't be stupid, this is hell. If you really show your white wings, just wait... Look, look there.
Russell curled his lips at two o'clock. A reincarnator who exchanged for the priest's ability had just swung the heavy sword of the cross and killed all directions with a whirlwind. He was soon gathered by the hell creatures, and there was no residue left.
Then who is the first plane belongs to you, I will go out and have some fresh air.
Fresh air in hell?
The girls didn't understand it very much, and they thought it must be a mistake.
real?Would you be so kind?
Guan Yin is skeptical, and has been deceived repeatedly in love, and his words are filled with distrust.
Of course it is true, when did I lied to you?
Russell hummed, squeezed through the crowd, pushed Duan Xinlan's face away, and left the cab with difficulty.
The dark shadows sprinted, wrapping around the first machine finally stood above its head.
Russell looked at the dark and boundless hell, and his telepathy spread out, trying to find the boss of this world.
Nothing to find!
There was no big problem, so he took out the devil's cell phone and called directly.
The result was that he was overthinking. Not all devils kept pace with the times like Miss Satan. Communication in this hell was basically yelling.
Russell silently put away his phone, his eyes full of darkness, and the shadow extended from under his feet, pulling out a huge grim face on the scorched ground.
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