When Ah Guang arrived, he saw a skull that was still opening and closing its jaw flying over, and felt the evil aura that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, he did not hesitate to raise the war hammer high and smash it down.

"For the goodness of the worlds!"

"Click!"

Chicken Fly Egg Fight!

No, it's a big hammer that 'grinds' bone meal.

If the sledgehammer is 80 and the small hammer is 40, Ah Guang can smash the person who gave the money to bankruptcy.

A snake can't be without a head. When the last Four Heavenly Kings fell, the offensive of the Northern Dao was considered to have collapsed.

The battlefield, which is nearly ten kilometers wide, is full of players chasing the undead army.

After the wolf-like American server players catch up with the bones, it is a blast, and when they encounter the upstream 'tomb' nation, their ferocity is no less than that of the national server players.

Zhentama excavated cultural relics handed over to the state?

I'm sorry, Lao Mei doesn't catch this up.

In order to chase and kill, they quickly reincarnated, abandoning the bulky turtle and turning into the agile snow leopard.

The term chasing the dead and chasing the north is extremely appropriate at this time.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, the demon queen decisively ordered the general from the Scorpion Dynasty: "Ahmet, this is up to you." ”

"Me?" the former Scorpion Prince was a little stunned, "Please forgive me, according to the information that has been transmitted, Abyss City should have the absolute upper hand." Your Excellency, wouldn't it be better to take the opportunity to move forward now?"

"Yes, so I'll leave it to you. Atlantis's direct troops are whatever you want, and it doesn't matter if they die. The demon queen didn't look back, and took Ayi to the pillbox of the ghost crab, and said from afar: "For me, the safety of Master Moma is paramount. ”

Ahmed bowed deeply.

He kind of understood. Meritorious service or something, for the two commanders Klee and Ash, all the military achievements are not comparable to Jason, who is the core of the Abyss Legion.

Is this a personal decision?

Or is it foresight to the enemy's backhand?

He didn't dare to speculate in the slightest time, he raised his hand and looked at the would-be heroes around him: "You all heard it." Human and orc auxiliaries disperse on the spot and clean up the battlefield. But I need to keep a 300 shield crab force as the core force, in case the enemy counterattacks appear. Since Lady Klee is not available, let's give her a congratulatory gift of Northeast Road. ”

"Oooo After shouting in high spirits, they dispersed to perform their duties.

At the same time, Gracchi here kept scolding.

[#!$%^ (Cthulhu foul language, don't learn from small pot friends)]

But so what?

It's stuck in it, and it can't be withdrawn.

I don't know why, from the beginning, the eyes of the fish, shrimp and crabs besieging it were wrong.

Full of the smell of [gluttony]!

Those red crab people are incredibly agile and fast, and seem to be completely unaffected by the dry weather on land.

Rather than being the legendary Atlantean warriors from the underwater world, it feels as if they have lived on land all their lives.

All kinds of flashing and moving are relaxed and comfortable, full of chic charm.

But what they say in their mouths is completely different.

[The name Shenma is so hard to choose]: "Gatano Toya, Lan Tigos, Basatan...... Gracchi, you're the fourth!"

[Yu Ling Lingling]: "It doesn't matter if it's not delicious! Stir-fry! Let's have some soy sauce! Let's get some chili! It doesn't matter what it tastes like." ”

[Sanshui Qingxia]: "After those spikes are chopped, chop them and stir-fry them as bamboo shoots?"

[Mr. Phantom Chen]: "No, I think after adding holy water, its body can be used as a cold dish like jelly." ”

As a gram boss who is very sensitive to mental power, Graki is very sure that these sick crab people in front of him are definitely discussing how to ...... Eat it!

Gracchi's grand and tyrannical will fell from the sky, full of destruction and evil, and a normal guy, under this thick spiritual pollution canopy, probably can't even speak, can only hold his head, and desperately pick his temples or something.

However, these guys are stunned and not much of a deal.

Whether it is the whispering of the sinister and the strong oily spiritual pollution, the impact on them is there, and it can be felt that after these guys are spiritually corrupted, there is less sassy talk.

I don't feel like it's a big effect!

The only thing that remains unchanged is the eyes of the fiery red fruit-

Eat, eat, eat!

[What kind of madmen did the Abyssal Ones raise!?]

Gracchi was furious! The spikes on his body suddenly stood up, turning into a torrential downpour, splattering in all directions.

Under normal circumstances, spikes pierce the victim's body, infusing them with a special liquid to make the victim an undead slave for him to drive.

It found out that it was very wrong.

The opponent's strong individual can block its spikes with a clank, or nimbly dodge them.

Even if you can't dodge, there is a lot of chance to block it with the equipment on your body.

What if it is really stabbed?

It is true that the venom injected into the spikes is not something that the crab people can resist, but the body made of [biomass] will melt in just a few breaths, turning into a mass of mud and a carapace that decomposes at a high speed.

But more crab people continued to rush up without fear of death.

Unable to expand his minions, Gracchi had to use his spines to split into clones to stand up to the crimson monsters that pounced on him.

These doppelgangers are very human-like, with good martial arts, and they can fight many coconut crab people with just their fists and feet.

Who knew that the side of Abyss City actually took out some strange weapons, and with a monotonous explosion, Gracchi's doppelgangers were killed in large areas.

It was a very thick iron pipe, mounted on a shelf made of two wheels, and the swarthy nozzle of the pipe periodically erupted tongues of fire.

Sadly, these demonic shrimp people did not shy away from bombarding the crab people who were fighting with Gracchi's servants. Whenever a cannonball blasts its own people into the sky, they will even let out a cheerful burst of laughter.

"What a neutral camp!" Graki roared indignantly.

The [Chosen Son's Father], who had just blown up the [Junchen Tianya] into the sky with a mortar, complained: "When will it be cool to have a Makqin machine gun." I always fire, and I'm a little tired of firing too much. ”

The [Cloud Sky Qing] next to him smiled and crooked his mouth: "Praise Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure big pipes, one breath of three thousand six hundred turns, great compassion and great compassion to purify all sentient beings?"

"Yes, yes!"

"By the way, don't you think the three gram bosses are now delivering food?"