Jiang Yiming was among the souls of thousands of Mexicans, and soon saw the soul that could still emit mental fluctuations under the pressure released by himself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although he is already in a state of soul, it can still be seen that he is a typical mixed descendant of Spanish and local Indians, with a certain difference in appearance from whites, and his facial features are a little softer. He is almost two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as ordinary human calves.

He thought: It's really a high-quality test subject, it's so strong without being strengthened, and if it is strengthened in a targeted manner, the combat effectiveness will definitely be very good.

"I wasn't going to introduce myself to you, because I don't know how many of you will survive. Now because of him, I will tell you in advance that I am the oracle of the god of nature, who is the lord of dreams. ”

Jiang Yiming's powerful spiritual fluctuations covered these thousands of frightened souls, making each of them aware of their weakness.

"You're talking about the dream that you can enter after sleeping?" The half-breed suddenly became respectful.

Jiang Yiming nodded and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Octavio. Paz. The half-breed felt the pressure on his shoulders lighten, but when he looked at the other compatriots, he saw that they were still frowning and grimacing, and knew that this was a good treatment for himself, so he respectfully gave his name.

Jiang Yiming bowed slightly, indicating that he understood, and then said to everyone: "Okay, you all follow me, whoever dares to escape will only die!" ”

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down, and all the Mexicans except Paz felt as if they had added another hundred kilograms of weight to their bodies, and their legs involuntarily bent down. This uncomfortable situation lasted for more than ten seconds before it disappeared.

"Got it." "Okay." "Where do we dare to escape?"

Jiang Yiming was satisfied with their performance, turned his head and flew towards the very conspicuous top of the church, the roof with the cross was very wide, and it looked like it could accommodate many people.

Upon entering the church, he found that the hall was more than three hundred square meters, and that the benches could seat two or three hundred worshippers.

Such a space can barely fit a few souls, because souls can fly in the air, piled up like a mille-feuille, and can make the most of the church.

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Jiang Yiming was among the souls of thousands of Mexicans, and soon saw the soul that could still emit mental fluctuations under the pressure released by himself.

Although he is already in a state of soul, it can still be seen that he is a typical mixed descendant of Spanish and local Indians, with a certain difference in appearance from whites, and his facial features are a little softer. He is almost two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as ordinary human calves.

He thought: It's really a high-quality test subject, it's so strong without being strengthened, and if it is strengthened in a targeted manner, the combat effectiveness will definitely be very good.

"I wasn't going to introduce myself to you, because I don't know how many of you will survive. Now because of him, I will tell you in advance that I am the oracle of the god of nature, who is the lord of dreams. ”

Jiang Yiming's powerful spiritual fluctuations covered these thousands of frightened souls, making each of them aware of their weakness.

"You're talking about the dream that you can enter after sleeping?" The half-breed suddenly became respectful.

Jiang Yiming nodded and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Octavio. Paz. The half-breed felt the pressure on his shoulders lighten, but when he looked at the other compatriots, he saw that they were still frowning and grimacing, and knew that this was a good treatment for himself, so he respectfully gave his name.

Jiang Yiming bowed slightly, indicating that he understood, and then said to everyone: "Okay, you all follow me, whoever dares to escape will only die!" ”

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down, and all the Mexicans except Paz felt as if they had added another hundred kilograms of weight to their bodies, and their legs involuntarily bent down. This uncomfortable situation lasted for more than ten seconds before it disappeared.

"Got it." "Okay." "Where do we dare to escape?"

Jiang Yiming was satisfied with their performance, turned his head and flew towards the very conspicuous top of the church, the roof with the cross was very wide, and it looked like it could accommodate many people.

Upon entering the church, he found that the hall was more than three hundred square meters, and that the benches could seat two or three hundred worshippers.

Such a space can barely fit a few souls, because souls can fly in the air, piled up like a mille-feuille, and can make the most of the church.

Jiang Yiming was among the souls of thousands of Mexicans, and soon saw the soul that could still emit mental fluctuations under the pressure released by himself.

Although he is already in a state of soul, it can still be seen that he is a typical mixed descendant of Spanish and local Indians, with a certain difference in appearance from whites, and his facial features are a little softer. He is almost two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as ordinary human calves.

He thought: It's really a high-quality test subject, it's so strong without being strengthened, and if it is strengthened in a targeted manner, the combat effectiveness will definitely be very good.

"I wasn't going to introduce myself to you, because I don't know how many of you will survive. Now because of him, I will tell you in advance that I am the oracle of the god of nature, who is the lord of dreams. ”

Jiang Yiming's powerful spiritual fluctuations covered these thousands of frightened souls, making each of them aware of their weakness.

"You're talking about the dream that you can enter after sleeping?" The half-breed suddenly became respectful.

Jiang Yiming nodded and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Octavio. Paz. The half-breed felt the pressure on his shoulders lighten, but when he looked at the other compatriots, he saw that they were still frowning and grimacing, and knew that this was a good treatment for himself, so he respectfully gave his name.

Jiang Yiming bowed slightly, indicating that he understood, and then said to everyone: "Okay, you all follow me, whoever dares to escape will only die!" ”

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down, and all the Mexicans except Paz felt as if they had added another hundred kilograms of weight to their bodies, and their legs involuntarily bent down. This uncomfortable situation lasted for more than ten seconds before it disappeared.

"Got it." "Okay." "Where do we dare to escape?"

Jiang Yiming was satisfied with their performance, turned his head and flew towards the very conspicuous top of the church, the roof with the cross was very wide, and it looked like it could accommodate many people.

Upon entering the church, he found that the hall was more than three hundred square meters, and that the benches could seat two or three hundred worshippers. (To be continued.) )