In a game of chess, the situation of City B is played on it as accurately as a three-dimensional projection.

This is a well-preserved four-entry house, a dilapidated and silent ten-mile courtyard, a desolate house, He Wei and Mo Yu sat on the high roof, with the darkness shielded from the fake sun above their heads, and in the middle was the killing heaven and earth a game of chess, and there were a few empty bottles scattered on the roof next to it.

He Wei leaned crookedly on the half-leaning roof, and was still carrying a pink bottle with a thin neck and long belly in his hand, even though he had drunk so much, there was no other look on his face, and he squinted at Mo Yu, and said, "Look, it's good that I pulled you out earlier, otherwise you wouldn't be afraid and couldn't help but intervene." ”

The smoke, fighting, and blood on the chessboard were all realistic, and together with the dangerous situation of Bai Tang, Mo Yu quietly held the bottle and took a sip, and said, "No, he can handle it." ”

He Wei chuckled, continued to drink the Yang-nourishing kidney soup, and said: "Seriously, Meng Po's soup, it's still okay to drive away the cold and warm the stomach, tsk, other ......" He gave Mo Yu a tacit and obscene look, took a sip of the soup, and then continued: "Now City B is equivalent to a copper furnace, and everyone in it has to boil to death, and even the little ghost who didn't want to die for gossip didn't dare to go in again, guess who can win this game." ”

Mo Yu said, "I don't know. ”

Now it seems that the so-called Hades have completely controlled the situation, and the cultivators who rushed in at night, as well as the self-conceived plan to capture the thief, have all been reported to the leader of the Hades by the traitors of the human race.

Catching turtles in the urn, counting will be calculated, which is almost such a performance.

But it's hard to say, after all, human beings are always good at creating miracles.

He Wei looked at the surging wind and clouds on the chessboard, and said in surprise: "Dong Guoliang is not dead yet?" It's a long life. ”

Mo pardoned: "Sooner or later, I will die." ”

This sentence is not wrong, but this kind of words sound a bit underwhelming, He Wei silently adjusted his mood, continued to look at the chessboard, and said: "Dong Guo Liang is pestering the master of the underworld, but it is very interesting, and Zhang Huaide is okay." ”

On the chessboard, an old man who was as clear as a bamboo stood with his hands in his hands, without the slightest anger in his body, but he was able to stop the pale and weak young man on the road.

The two stood opposite each other, still fighting for their aura.

Dong Guo Liang is already a veteran of the Dao Law Realm, looking at the realm that should be the peak of the Breaking Dan Realm, this cultivation is already very good in the current human world, although the Dao Law is not as earth-shattering as the one in the world, it is still true to prolong life and increase the life span by an extra hundred years.

Dong Guo Liang also had a brilliant time in this era, but he didn't expect to take care of these mundane things, and he was a fool who didn't cultivate the Tao.

The entrance of the mouth of the mouth is spicy, slid through the throat and fell into the abdomen, and then all turned into fire, even they are a thousand-year-old ghost, can also feel the warmth of the body, Mo Yu tasted the things in his hand, his eyes were all light, and with a wave of his hand, the B city on the chessboard ran like a spinning top that was twitched by a big hand and turned an angle, and the scenery of the characters inside who were like delicate little dolls was instantly enlarged and projected onto the silent sky above.

In that picture, a young man with bright eyebrows and eyes was running rapidly, surrounded by a thin black gas, like a spirit jumping out of an ink painting, lively and cunning, and he also carried a thin male ghost on his shoulder, and he was separated from him by another bloody hell ghost.

Behind them were countless thorns, and the surrounding land sank from time to time, as if the calm and hard ground had suddenly turned into a soft swamp full of traps, and it was as if it were about to fall if you were not careful.

This is the first fierce rival he has met today, and the scene like that is not enough to see.

Even though Yu Jiu had sent an invitation to hell to Bai Tang at that time, Mo Yu knew that that that little thing was not enough to let Bai Tang's soul, who had already returned to the furnace once, return to the underworld.

Of course, Bai Tang didn't think so at that time.

His first reaction was, "it!" The second reaction was, "The monster wants to go to heaven!" ”

Obviously, they were fighting monsters from non-yang things, but those monsters further refreshed his understanding of the monster world.

"Seven, you, tell me, what is that they are taking, holding?" Bai Tang swallowed his saliva and looked at the ordinary breeds who were steadily blocking the door.

Yu Jiu had decisively shrunk his head and shrunk into Bai Tang's trouser pocket, pretending that he was just a thin piece of paper without a body.

Huang Qi was relatively strong, his eyes were still very clear, and he said calmly to his own employer who had already begun to stutter: "F89 80mm individual rocket."

Tube. ”

Bai Tang stared at the rows of former humans and current ordinary soldiers of the underworld who wore neat military uniforms and held army green individual combat bazookas, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

What can be said? Thanks to his fanatical worship of the Chinese soldiers in his peaceful days, he is no stranger to the things in the hands of those people.

F89 80mm individual rocket launcher, an infantry personal anti-tank and offensive weapon, light weight, short range and great power! It's a close-range killer!

Obviously he is no longer human, why use such a weapon made by humans! It's not scientific! This interracial transnationality is so unreasonable!

The muzzle of the black hole hole of the bazooka in front of them was already aimed at Bai Tang, and almost at the moment when he reacted, the five soldiers who were obviously well-trained also measured the distance and completed the installation of the ruler, and the muzzles of the five black holes emitted a cold fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Bai Tang's pupils immediately condensed into vertical pupils at that moment, and his hands gushed out a strong and mellow yin qi, and he pressed down suddenly.

The thick yin qi stirred and swirled rapidly, bringing up an invisible and violent air current, which inadvertently carried the five shuttle-shaped cannonballs off the established trajectory and loaded them heavily towards the ceiling.

The air let out a whining sound of being torn, the original furniture in the room was stirred by the black whirlwind, the windows rattled, and the whole room seemed to be pulled inward by the great tearing force.

"Bang~"

Fifth, the continuous explosion blew up the entire ceiling, and those ordinary species who were originally lying on the ceiling like Spider-Man were caught off guard and stupid, and many of them didn't have time to run, and the straight knot was blown out.

The F89 80mm bazooka is a weapon suitable for individual combat, and its power is not much stronger than a gun, but its power is far from being compared with the kind of cannon carried by a gun truck.

A huge pit was blasted out of the ceiling, and the cold aura in the air made all the non-living people present show comfortable expressions, such a yin space was just right for their activities.

It's even better if there's nothing falling from the ceiling, and it doesn't feel good to be smashed at every turn.