Angel fashion doesn't add attributes, it's just handsome.

The pressure is very high.

But sometimes handsome and forced style is also a kind of strength,

The power of Form 2.

Old Man Jin felt like his small universe was about to explode at this moment, and his body seemed to be filled with the force of the middle two.

Nianyuan: "......." ”

Do you want to tell him that this fashion is fake?

Forget it, the old man may not believe it.

"Uncle Jin, I'll leave it to you here. Gao Jian gave a thumbs up to Queensway.

"It's a trivial matter!" Old Man Jin's blood was boiling, and it seemed that the next moment he was going to tear apart this armored rock giant who was about ten times taller than himself, as well as the master behind him.

"Forget it, I'll help you before we leave. Punishment, reduce the aura of wisdom. ”

Gao Jian stretched out his hand and pointed at Nian Yuan, and the Seraphim also pointed his sword at Nian Yuan at the same time.

In the next second, an angel circle that can often be seen in film and television dramas appeared above Nianyuan's head. And just above the aperture, there is a big character with a vigorous and powerful pen: weak.

"Okay, Uncle Jin, his intelligence has dropped by 20%, and you have a great advantage. ”

"Okay!"

Uncle Jin was shocked by Gao Jian's hand, and he could only sigh that the young people now are simply strong.

Nianyuan: "......." "I know it's fake, but I really care.

[Negative emotions from the distant years +666.] 】

Nian Yuan naturally didn't want to fight with a mentally retarded aura, so he began to try to get rid of this thing in various ways. However, this thing is a fantasy projection to put it bluntly, and it is not easy to use a lot of energy.

This made Uncle Jin, who was fighting with the armored rock giant next to him, happy enough.

The aura of wisdom reduction is invincible,

After putting it on, this product is really mentally retarded, and he can't take it off.

I have a big advantage!

Thinking of this, Queensway couldn't help but pour out explosive power again, crushing the armored rock giant back one after another.

"Let's take a look, the perfect combination of the power of the South Gate King Kong Ding and the Seraphim!"

"Town!"

With a bang, a large tripod whose height was no less than that of the armored rock giant appeared out of thin air, and it actually pressed the huge armored rock giant under the ding.

"Grandpa is so handsome! too handsome! too handsome!" Jin Ming subconsciously wanted to press Lan Xing's neck again, Lan Xing's hand quickly turned himself into an ice sculpture, and Jin Ming slapped it and shivered from the cold.

Gao Jian looked at the invincible Uncle Jin thoughtfully,

Is there really an attribute?

Hidden attributes?

......

The other side is very different from the way it fights here.

The two inner mansions, one of whom uses a knife, is Yu Zifan, the righteous son of Dian Canglin. He played with a knife in one hand, and he was able to pass on the true legend of the cang.

The other person is called Jian Yifan, and he is the one who is the best at making swords in the Advent Ghost Cultivator.

The battle between the two is the most martial arts, and they don't summon magic phases, and the hand-to-hand white-knuckle battle is full of dangers in an instant. It can be seen that Zifan is slightly weaker than Jian Yifan, but the hundred-person array on the ground slashes a sword qi from time to time, which can always help Zifan save the battle situation just right.

"Mr. Caviar, I'm here to help you!"

Gao Jian just finished flickering the Queensway, and flew towards Yu Zifan with a roar, followed by the very windy Seraphim.

"Good!"

Yu Zifan saw that Gao Jian had summoned the archangel to add a buff to Queensway, and he was a little greedy when he looked at it from a distance, but he didn't expect this hero to come to help him so soon.

His opponent, Jian Yifan, didn't care too much about Gao Jian.

Wei Zixiu has just sent a message to prompt, the ghost face you see is fake, and it has no combat effectiveness, as for where the real body is, he will find it in person.

If it is found, Wei Zi will take action as soon as possible.

He reminded a few ghost cultivators not to bother with the ghost face.

Jian Yifan didn't look back, he saw the mentally handicapped buff just now, and laughed here for a long time. As a result, now Ghost Face is looking for him......

Jian Yifan struggled for a moment, and then began to meditate silently.

After all, it's on the top of my head, and it doesn't affect me.

Yu Zifan's mentality is completely different, he is waiting for the angel fashion while fighting on this side, he can see that the old man Jin has indeed become stronger, and the strength is terrible, after suppressing the armored rock giant, he is chasing after Nian Yuan's ass and beating. And now that Nian Yuan has reduced his intelligence, isn't that the same as beating his son?

However, Angel Fashion and Wisdom Aura didn't come as promised.

"Mr. Caviar, the two ultimate buffs of the Archangel are CD, can I help you with a little trick?" Gao Jian shouted at the top of his voice.

Gao Jian also has an understanding of his own skills.

It doesn't matter if the aura of wisdom reduction is added to the enemy's head, anyway, the ghost cultivators have long known that it is fake. But angel fashion can't be added randomly, after all, not everyone is as middle two as old man Jin, give him wings and he thinks he is an angel.

A calm type like Yu Zifan can discover the secret of the illusion right away.

"Okay!"

Yu Zifan felt that he was not picky, didn't the big and small moves be all moves?

Jian Yifan was careful.

Illusion's skills also have CDs?

Or is this grandson holding back something?

"Psalms, holy prayers. ”

Gao Jian spit out the fixed form again, Seraphim closed his eyes, put his hands in fists in front of his chest in a prayer gesture, and spat out a series of obscure and tongue-twisting numbers in his mouth: "Six-six-six, six-six-six, six-six-six,......。 ”

Yu Zifan: "......." ”

[Negative emotions from Zifan +666.] 】

So, is this holy prayer?

Yu Zifan, who was waiting for the BUFF, was almost out of breath, and he didn't connect the even moves in his hand.

Fortunately, Jian Yifan on the other side was not in a good state at this time, and this thing almost laughed when he looked at the Seraphim teasing him.

"Opportunity, disease!" Gao Jian seemed to have discovered Jian Yifan's flaw at this time, and made a bullet to Jian Yifan. A flash of light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already appeared in front of Jian Yifan.

Jian Yifan is an illusion, don't bother with him, so he didn't hide.

As a result, Guanghua suddenly deflected downward at this time, and directly submerged into the crotch of Jian Yifan.

Jian Yifan: "......." ”

[Negative emotions from Jian Yifan +666.] 】

Yu Zifan, who saw all this on the other side, only felt that his legs were tight.

This sword is a true warrior!

Don't hide this?

The two of them subconsciously retreated a few meters each at this time.

Yu Zifan wanted to see what kind of thing the ghost face was rushing over, and it hit so accurately.

And although Jian Yifan said that he didn't care, but that thing hit his crotch, he actually cared a lot in his heart, he wanted to look down and see if there was a problem.

As a result, as soon as he lowered his head like this, Jian Yifan was stunned for a moment.

At this time, a small hole was pierced in his crotch by something like a flying needle, and a small column of blood spurted out of this small hole, as if it was really his own body spurting blood. Jian Yifan carefully understood it and found that it was indeed an illusion, but this illusion was very realistic, and it was difficult to find the clues without feeling it personally.