ps: I didn't sleep all night last night.,Pondering the next plot over and over again.,How to write it to be more refreshing.,And then I'm sleepy during the day.,It's really miserable to insist on writing more than a thousand words.,Gritted my teeth and deleted.,I really couldn't bear it and went to sleep.,It's too late when I want to come.,The scholar can't stand everyone.,Today's number of words is a little less.,Tomorrow go all out to code words.,Strive to break out three more!

The collection is very powerful, the scholar is very happy, if you can trouble supporting the recommendation ticket, just burst into the top ten of the new book, I don't want the chrysanthemum to be insecure, for the chrysanthemum, the scholar said that he would fight, and the brothers held the ticket in their hands to pity the poor scholar, and rewarded one...... Good no good?^^

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"Rampant!"

"Look for death!"

The intermediate-level protoss with blue eyes looked coldly at the human youth standing in front of him, more than twenty intermediate-level protoss shouted angrily, and stomped on the soles of their feet, thirteen of them shot towards Han Lingyue, and the rest bypassed Han Lingyue and shot towards Ke Bei and Xiao Jiu respectively.

The strength of the Intermediate Protoss is ten times stronger than that of the Junior Protoss!

Breaking through the speed of sound was easy for them, and before the cold cheers of the more than twenty mid-level gods landed, their bodies had already shot out with a deafening sonic boom!

"I said, Uncle is here!"

Han Lingyue's cheeks still had a faint evil smile, her five fingers slowly opened, and a stream of dark cyan energy was directing and puffing, and the golden light in her eyes was like a substance!

The five fingers suddenly clenched, and the dark cyan energy shot towards the surrounding void.

With Han Lingyue's fierce grip, the whistling wind stopped abruptly, with his body as the center, and the air around him instantly froze fifty meters.

The bodies of more than twenty mid-level Protoss suddenly froze in mid-air! The body is still in a forward posture, and the mouth is still slightly open.

The scene was extremely weird, and the mid-level gods who were still shouting angrily just now froze like an iceberg in an instant.

The wind stopped howling, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

"Hmph, miracles are something you brutes can do?"

Han Lingyue slowly stepped in front of the mid-level Protoss who was stiff in mid-air.

Afraid!

All the mid-level Protoss had the same thought in their hearts, their bodies were frozen, but their brains were very clear, and the strength of their whole bodies exploded instantly, but they couldn't even turn their eyes!

Because of extreme panic, their hairs stood up one by one, and the youth in front of them made them feel unprecedented horror, the pressure on them from the youth was too great, even in the Heavenly Corpse Mountain, only the king of the high could make them so frightened.

"I'm a good person, really a good person, if any of you are willing to honestly explain the miracle, I will let it go, well, in fact, human beings are very friendly, and I am one of the representatives, I am very friendly."

Han Lingyue still had a faint smile on her cheeks, her gaze gently swept over the stiff cheeks of the twenty-seven mid-level gods, and said slowly in a gentle tone.

"Okay, today is your luck, you start with you"

Han Lingyue casually pointed to an intermediate Protoss on the left, the golden light in his eyes flickered, and suddenly the intermediate-level Protoss regained its freedom, and its body fell violently into the air.

"Die!"

The face of this intermediate god who had just regained his freedom changed, and he rushed towards Han Lingyue with a roar, the distance between the two was less than three meters, and the intermediate god clan suddenly erupted, and the speed was faster to the limit, as if teleporting, it appeared in front of Han Lingyue, and smashed Han Lingyue's head with a fierce punch.

Han Lingyue's face was gone, she smiled evilly, a golden light flashed slightly in the depths of her eyes, and the body of this intermediate god came to an abrupt halt, and its fist stopped only three inches away from Han Lingyue.

"You're not good!"

Eyebrows raised slightly, Han Lingyue stretched out his palm, and shook it in the void.

Rumble!

The body of this mid-level god turned into a puddle of flesh in an instant.

"Next, it's your turn"

Han Lingyue had a faint smile on her face all the time, and casually pointed at another mid-level Protoss.

"Enough!"

The five high-level gods glanced at each other, their faces changed for a while, and with a burst of applause, the five figures instantly came to Han Lingyue's body.

"Enough for your uncle!"

The golden light in Han Lingyue's eyes became a little brighter, and the void slapped towards the five high-level gods with a palm.

The five high-level protoss only felt that a huge force that could not resist suddenly attacked, and the air around them seemed to freeze suddenly, and their bodies smashed towards the ground uncontrollably.

Bang!

The high-level protoss slammed into the ground, his body sank into the ground, and five humanoid pits suddenly appeared.

"Noise!"

Han Lingyue glanced at the five high-level Protoss whose bodies had fallen into the deep pit with displeasure, slowly turned around, and walked in front of the Intermediate Protoss that Fang had just pointed to.

"When will the miracle occur? Say"

Han Lingyue seemed to have lost some patience, and asked coldly with a bit of coldness in her tone.

As soon as his voice landed, the Protoss found that he had regained his freedom, and looked at the five high-level Protoss who had fallen to the ground in astonishment, his body trembled slightly, and his face was a little struggling, the young man in front of him was too terrifying, I am afraid that no one other than the king is his opponent.

"I, I don't know!"

His face changed a few times, but he finally chose to shake his head.

"Well, then you can die"

Han Lingyue's face did not have a trace of expression, and slowly walked in front of the next intermediate god race, and before the voice reached the ears of this intermediate god race, this intermediate god race turned into a puddle of meat like the first god race.

Xiao Jiu, who was fighting fiercely in the junior gods, turned around and saw this scene, opened his mouth in shock, and was even hit on the head by seven junior gods at the same time, but he still didn't move. still grew his mouth and looked at Han Lingyue blankly.

"This, when did this guy break through?"

Ke Bei, who was wandering among the more than thirty junior gods, also caught a glimpse of this scene, and was immediately stunned, and was almost hit by the junior gods, he was not Xiao Jiu, if he took a blow, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"How strong is he!"

Ke Bei took Ling Bo's slight steps to dodge the attack of the junior god clan, and glanced at Han Lingyue in astonishment, and at the same time doubts welled up in his heart.

Since Han Lingyue was so powerful, he could easily handle all the Protoss by himself, why did he have to come by himself? Or did he know that he was desperate to kill the Junior Protoss?

Ke Bei racked his brains, and he really couldn't understand why Han Lingyue did this.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make any sense at all.

Rumble!

At the moment when Ke Bei was distracted, he took a step slower, and suddenly three fists carried a terrifying strong wind and attacked him.

"!"

Ke Bei's face changed, he bent down violently, and Ling Bo took a slight step in an instant. Although Kebei's reaction speed was extremely fast, it was still a step slower.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ke Bei was punched in the chest and twice in the back! Fortunately, he stepped back and unloaded most of his strength, but a trace of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Fuck your uncle!"

Ke Bei scolded angrily, Ling Bo took a slight step to the limit, his body disappeared like a teleportation, and the next moment Pu Dao slashed out.

Whew!

Three slashes in a row, and the three heads suddenly flew up. Ke Bei glanced at it, and used his body to resist the attacks of more than a dozen junior gods, and the giant version of Xiao Jiu, who still had no change in color, was itching with envy in his heart!

"Grandma's, you must hurry up to complete the serial tasks of Jiuyang Divine Skill, next time Lao Tzu will definitely draw a King Kong not bad body!"

Ke Bei secretly hated in his heart, and his body quickly retreated, once again distancing himself from the junior god clan.

"Sixty-eight left!"

Ke Bei has been silently remembering the number of primary gods killed, looking at the junior gods who are rushing up, he slowly exhaled, tightened the Pu knife in his hand, and his figure flickered, and he waved the Pu knife in his hand again.