The system is speechless, and now there is not even a defense tower built, how to stop it? I don't have an entity, it's just a program, what do you use to stop it?

However, the system still found a countermeasure in an instant, which was to strip away all the energy around the white-bearded old man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The system has gained absolute control of the Summoner's Canyon, and everything here is under the control of the system, not only the grass and trees here, but also the free energy in the air, in the rocks, in the earth, and in the rivers. Magic, on the other hand, must rely on these energies to be used.

"Space, tear!"

The white-bearded old man said indifferently, he can use this magic very well, because the magic level is very low, and coupled with the secret he has mastered, he can delete many syllables, making the chanting speed extremely fast, and he can't even detect him chanting the spell if he doesn't pay attention to it. As a result, this magic is particularly quick and abrupt to use.

The white-bearded old man already showed a confident smile on his face, and the corners of the young tyrant's mouth were also slightly raised, and he pouted with a cold smile. He had seen the teacher perform this trick, and in his own house, the teacher used this trick to punish a slave who ate inside and out, and the power of space turned into a sharp razor, tearing and shattering the muscles and flesh of that person's whole body in an instant, and bearing the pain of a thousand knives in the same instant.

The cry was like a nightmare, and the other slaves were scared to death on the spot, and four more in the next few days, but the rest were all faithful and never betrayed again, and several of the nails planted by the other brothers surrendered and defected to their service.

"A good show is about to be staged, and it is a thousand good plays performed at the same time."

Time ticks and ticks, one, two, three...... However, the imaginary scene did not appear, and thousands of people huddled together, punching and kicking, all while desperately snatching the magical equipment buried in the fragments of the jar. Those people frantically checked and their hands were cut by shards and bloodied, and they didn't care.

It's not that they don't feel pain, it's that this little pain is nothing in the face of great wealth.

The white-bearded old man felt pain, his face ached, and it was hot.

Failed to cast a spell? How is this possible? How could he have failed to cast a magic that had been ripe for a long time. However, the facts were clearly in front of him, and the white-bearded old man had no room for justification.

Seeing His Highness's puzzled gaze, the white-bearded old man's face turned red, "Your Highness, I was afraid that the blood of these ants would defile that armor, so I stopped casting spells. ”

The young tyrant believed it, nodded and said: "Indeed, that item is extremely sacred, and it must not be defiled by the blood of these lowly people, or the teacher is thoughtful." ”

"Then let them die without blood!" The white-bearded old man's eyes rose with a sinister aura.

The white-bearded old man didn't dare to use techniques such as spell reduction this time, almost like a primary school student reciting a text, reciting word by word, pronouncing the words clearly, and not daring to have the slightest ambiguity.

His mantras are recited very well, accurately, without any mistakes, and if there is a chanting contest, he is definitely the first place deservedly. However, all the energy around it is stripped away by the system, and no matter how good the spell is, it has an egg.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

The confident expression of the white-bearded old man vanished in an instant, turning to anger and then to horror - he finally noticed the anomaly around him.

"Your Highness, be careful, someone has blocked the surrounding magical power, this is the forbidden demon realm, and we have stepped into someone else's realm."

A realm is an area created around a certain person with extraordinary strength after exerting his power, which can affect the energy, space, and even rules within the range. It is precisely for this reason that the saint-level powerhouse is also called the saint-level powerhouse.

Summoner's Canyon is not a realm, but it is more powerful and vast than any realm. Even the powerhouses of the Holy Realm have to be crossed and lying down here, without any possibility of arrogance.

……

Seeing that the system had put things in order, Cangyue Hitomi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's a magician who came, if it's a martial artist, even if the system strips the energy between heaven and earth, it will have little impact." ”

Qin Bing nodded approvingly, "So, what should I do now?" ”

What to do?

This is indeed a tricky question. What should the white-bearded old man do? What about those who take advantage of the chaos?

All this happened so fast that the guards standing guard around the pocket jar store were stunned for a few seconds, and finally came to their senses and hurriedly rushed forward, cordoning off the scene, and at the same time sending a signal to call for help in all directions.

There were only a few dozen guards in total, and there were hundreds of people involved in the robbery, and the number of people on both sides was not proportional at all, and if those people were determined to resist, the guards would not help at all.

Cangyue Hitomi saw the scene in front of the door of the pocket jar through the screen "broadcast" by the system, and muttered to herself, "It's time to build a few defense towers." system, why not build a defense tower yet? ”

The system replied, "The elements and energy needed to build the towers are converging, and the progress is currently at 12%. ”

Well, just keep waiting. But what about what happens in front of the pocket jar?

Stampede Tread......

The sound of neat steps came from far and near, and the dreadnought pioneers in full armor rushed over first, and the bright long sword halberd stood like a forest, and the majestic momentum made everyone retreat in unison, not daring to make any provocative moves.

"Brothers, I don't believe they dare to do anything to us! Didn't the brothers who got the baby rush out and wait to be searched? ”

Hearing this, those who grabbed the good things immediately moved their hearts, and subconsciously wanted to run away and rush out, but at this time, there was a stabbing sound, and the body of the person who had made the incitement before flew out violently, as if someone had kicked him and slammed it into the wall of the pocket jar store.

The crossbow arrow trembled, but the man was like a painting, his body was completely embedded in the wall, and he couldn't pick it out, with his body as the center, the blood was bursting and spreading in all directions, forming a bloody and terrifying but powerful picture.

Not far away, on the roof, a man in a hood looked up. His face was blurry due to the distance, but his smile was particularly clear, because, it was the smile of death.

Precise archery skills, decisive killing intent, everyone present was cold. League of Legends not only dares to kill, but also kills very decisively and ruthlessly, without any hesitation.

Everyone understands that their own life is in the hands of the man wearing a hood, he is the god of death, and whoever wants to die on the third watch, no one can keep him until the fifth watch. Even the young tyrant and the white-bearded old man were afraid in their hearts and did not dare to make a mistake. (To be continued.) )