Throughout the ages, regardless of the world or race, there has been no distinction between 'fame' and 'profit'.

With fame, are you still afraid that there will be no profit?

The Temple of the Law is not only a place for the Dharma Master to pretend to be forced, but also a large-scale magical exchange institution that can cross the multiverse.

The offset point is the only hard currency here.

The magic suits and various magic spells that Mei Jiecao drew with the offset point before were all flowed out of the Law God Temple.

Of course, regardless of whether it is a stall or Taobao goods, everything is divided into three, six, nine and so on.

If you don't see the real superlative, will it only appear in some Sotheby's and Christie's auction houses?

What Mei had drawn before was the leftovers of mass production.

It wasn't until he got the registered membership of the Dharma God Temple that he really stepped into the eyes of the multiverse mages.

Of course, when he saw that [Black Iron Level Registered Member], Mei Jiecao knew that there must be some platinum and black gold on it. Most of this stuff is tied to your spending power.

It's like there is no Xinyue member three, are you embarrassed to say that you are a fan of Penguin Factory?

Ahem!

I haven't seen a big snake, so I don't know what Stark is, oh, big!

I haven't seen how much the real master has in his mouth, and he has been a frog at the bottom of the well for the rest of his life.

The time is too short, and Mei Jiecao can't pick one, so he casually picks one that he is familiar with in the black iron-level column list of the Law God Temple.

The face has been transformed, and it is still the face of Strange in 1943, which falls in Natasha's eyes, but I don't know how many times more handsome.

Handsome!

Very handsome!

The thief chicken is handsome!

At this moment, Mei Jiecao seems to be a collection of all the male gods in the world, and the most handsome faces in recent years are not as good as him.

Without the depth of laughter in the past, he always has the bitterness and greatness that cannot be told secrets, and now he is more like a handsome prince.

Because in him, Natasha actually felt the nobility of a prince and noble.

When you raise your hand and your foot, you have an inexplicable bearing.

I don't know if it's a delusion, it's clear that Mei Jiecao is black-haired, and I always feel that he has dyed blonde hair now, and it's still long blond hair with shoulder-hanging shoulders!?

This...... It's not a delusion!

Because the 100% power mage possession card that Mei Jiecao has selected now is the blood elf prince Kael'thas * Sunchaser in the Burning Expedition version of "World of Warcraft"!

A prince of a dead country, shouldering the future of the entire blood elf race, has become an evil minion under the conspiracy and tricks again and again.

He has a tragic fate that seems to be accidental but is actually inevitable, and in the end he goes crazy and becomes the pawn of the demon commander Kilgardan.

He represents tragedy, but also strength.

And, until he faced a siege from many Foot Men in the Storm Fortress, he wasn't fighting alone......

Here, Abomination is getting a little impatient.

"Okay, sneaky guy, report your name. What I want to kill is a real strong man. ”

"Mei, you can call me Mr. Mei!" Mei Jiecao elegantly made an aristocratic greeting gift.

This makes the abomination even more unpleasant.

The emir who was born in the Soviet Union, and the defeat of the aristocracy or something, can be said to be deeply ingrained in his mind.

"Hmph, if you're strong enough, I'll remember you. Unable to hold back the killing intent and desire to destroy in his heart anymore, the hatred began to charge towards Mei Mumu.

"Wow!"

The sound of footsteps shaking the earth and mountains.

In just one step, he crossed the distance of fifty meters and killed with the momentum of Mount Tai. Without the soft and mysterious moonlight in the sky, his massive body could have shrouded even a small plum wood in shadow.

Suddenly, a sturdy phantus with red armor and a shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the abomination.

Although the figure is also very strong, nearly 2 meters tall, which is only a human conceptually strong, he looks much thinner than the Hulk. It's just this 'human' who is a little translucent, with strangely long ears and long eyebrows, bursting out with unimaginable power.

"Bang!" he raised his shield, sturdily blocking the abomination of the huge fist. Hundreds of millions of tons of terrifying power were all unloaded under his feet, causing the entire grass to sink down, and the surrounding area was instantly raised high.

After all, he blocked the blow, even if the whole person was like a nail, and it was driven into the ground a full meter deep.

Before Abomination could unleash another punch in his astonishment, another burly figure appeared from the void, also dressed in excessively ornate armor, wielding a huge two-handed battle axe, and came up with a slash.

Abomination instinctively blocks with his own arms.

In his imagination, his arm, which could even carry a rocket launcher, should be able to take this axe.

He was wrong.

Fishy blood spurted out, and although the wound was not deep, only about fifteen centimeters, it was nothing for a big monster whose forearm alone needed an ordinary adult to hug, but breaking the defense was breaking the defense.

The substantial damage, as well as the pain and tremors coming from his arm, came as a surprise to the abomination.

"Get out of here!" he slammed into his left arm with a hook punch.

It was almost hit, but the somewhat translucent man suddenly roared.

"Drink!" the thunderous drink aroused the most primitive fear of disgust.

It was a hateful recollection of his youth, all kinds of torture in the Soviet Union. This kind of mental attack that ignores the body and goes straight to the brain makes the abomination temporarily lose his mind and run around like crazy.

Taking advantage of the chaos of abomination, the two phantoms, along with the other two shadows that came out from behind, launched a siege.

One of them in the back is a mage, throwing fireballs constantly.

The other one was a bit weird, he was dropping bombs.

Seemingly primitive metal ball bombs, each shot can blast a blood hole the size of a cantaloupe in the body of the abomination.

"Damn! Damn! What is this?, you have the ability to fight me head-on!" Abomination snarled at Umemu.

Mei Mumu was unmoved, and stood there as a quiet beautiful man.

A gust of wind blew, raising his hair, out of place with the noisy battlefield.

Perhaps, this is the forced style!

Abomination was like a trapped beast, roaring and frantically waving his limbs.

He was wounded, and he was also wounding the other party.

When he slammed one of the phantoms to the ground and slammed his big fist a dozen times in desperation, the translucent creature finally burst open, turned into a beautiful brilliance, and disappeared.

After concocting the same method, the blood-soaked hatred stood in front of Mei Jiecao again.

"Tiny one, if you have any other tricks, just use them. Abomination roared angrily.

Just as Mei Jiecao was about to say something, the ruins of the building shook for a while, and Hulk finally crawled out.

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