Well, there are too many strange events seen today, and the resistance of most evolutionaries has been able to barely maintain their reserved silence, no longer screaming in exclamation, and by the way, they picked up their jaws from the surface of their feet and put them back, and a set of actions flowed smoothly and threw themselves to the ground.

The neon dragon shook his head and was about to get up,

"Poof~"

The warlock continued to hehe, haha, "sheep sheep", he personally felt that the BGM was quite emotional, and the small streamers kept hitting the big white sheep who was completely stunned.

This is exactly what the Warlock bragged about, and it is said to be a zero-level "trick" unique to the Warlock class - the sheep transformation technique.

Normal Sheep Transformation Technique: 100% chance to turn the opposing unit into a kind and orderly pure white sheep, which can only bleat, has no ability to resist, lasts for three seconds, and is immediately destroyed when it receives an attack.

Critical Sheep Transformation: 1% chance to turn the opposing unit into a kind and orderly pure white sheep, which can only bleat and have no ability to resist for three days.

All the above data are truly copied from the oral description of the warlock, and the warlock himself solemnly declares that the sheep transformation technique does not belong to the transformation system but to the curse system, and the sheep that are conjured are only females and not males, and the skill cooldown time is "full" and "as long" as "three seconds".

The Warlock's explanation of how to deal with the technique of sheep transformation is as follows:

"Run, run, run, don't look back."

Of course, most of the sheep don't have much effect on the average awakened and alien beasts, at most, they don't adapt to it for a while, and they will turn back immediately after being hurt - but it's disgusting enough to hold it up!

has been changed back and forth so many times, I'm afraid that the three views and festivals will be shattered, and if it hits critically...

Luckily, there is basically no such thing as self-esteem in a creature like a neon dragon, and it doesn't have a nervous breakdown at all.

It's just that it's losing itself in a constant motion of going back and forth every three seconds between the two states, and its brain is a bit of a crash:

(Who am I?) Where am I? Where am I? And why does this wall, which is sometimes high and sometimes short, keep hitting me?! ）

According to the definition of a warlock, the sheep transformation technique is not even a skill, it is just a "trick", and everyone will complete the mission when they look at Yile, and there is no definition of damage and combat effectiveness.

However, this is how Lin Chou saw the horror of the sheep transformation technique, since it is not a skill, then the word "defense" is impossible to talk about?

The warlock and the stubborn donkey had already suffered a lot of injuries when they were just fighting each other, even to the extent that he couldn't even afford the little trick he never cared about, don't look at the coquettish horse now, if his sheep turns out of the flame, the big guy at the bottom will be able to turn over the city wall in no time!

The warlock held the three yellows as heavy as holding the Heavenly Dao, muttering and praying to his Heavenly God Buddha,

"Archimedes, Euclid, Thales, Grothendieck, Mitchell, Pol... Lord Sanhuang is on top, hurry up and give Uncle Ben a critical attack, I can't hold on! ”

Belch...

Lin Chou was shocked, how could these names not feel like hell or abyss painting style at all...

Who cares about the evolutionary who is full of city walls, the cheers are called a wave, and this wave is stable and sorry for himself.

They are not afraid of the beast tide or the death in battle, what they are afraid of is an unclear and meaningless death - for example, dying under the completely unreasonable skill of the neon dragon, they always feel that they are embarrassed to see their ancestors or something.

A few people who were active were ready to jump down and overturn the big guy with a knife, so frightened that Lin Chou threw out the pot and nailed the goods directly to the city wall.

“...”

After Lin Chou finished explaining the warlock's sheep transformation technique, and the warlock nodded and admitted it, the big guy, you look at me, I look at you, it's all over.

The evolutionary who was nailed to the city wall by the pan took himself off, put away the pot and returned to the wall by the way, scratching his head and breaking out in a cold sweat.

If he cut down with that knife, there would be a blank period of one and a half seconds left, which would be enough for the neon dragon to react and brush the big guy into a solid one.

Or the commander hiding behind the loudspeaker,

"The Jiang family's auxiliary team, huh? The Warlock can't hold it anymore... Pull it over..."

"Yes, yes, this is reliable, the buff is brushed up, and the blood is returned first..."

The warlock's face darkened,

"What the hell..."

Well, the Holy Light Department brushed the Demon Department, and they came up with it!

Lin Chou had a lot of vision, picked up the nine buns and jumped on the city wall, and stuffed one into the warlock's mouth.

"Don't delay you from casting spells, do you?"

The warlock chewed on the bun,

“emmmmm... In fact, this kind of trick doesn't need to be read at all, I just think it's more emotional to shout it! ”

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"Did it work?"

The warlock said,

"To be honest, it's not very useful... What this thing does to regenerate mental energy... It's a drop in the bucket..."

"How much longer?"

"I don't know... It's okay for a while... If you don't have a critical hit... I'm probably going to die here today..."

God, he dared to think of it, let this kind of guy hit the 1 percent chance?

In short, Lin Chou has already begun to wonder whether to stew a crockpot chicken on the spot, and it just so happens that Sanhuang also has raw materials.

Uncle Warlock is a soul player, and when he saw Lin Chou's expression, he guessed that he was not far from ten,

"—Kirisao, give up your impolite and dangerous thoughts!"

Lin Chou: ???

The warlock is in a hurry,

"You, you..."

At this time, as the best translator of the year, the mountain master jumped out,

"Hey Linzi, what Uncle Warlock means is that if it is stewed with three yellows, then the question is - if you look at the people on this city wall, who is responsible for playing Ming'er?!"

Lin Chou pinched his chin,

"Hmm... Your two chickens seem to be pure yellow, although the color is a little more tender, but they are also pure yellow. ”

The best translator turned around and left, with a chill down his spine, mmp, and something was going on.

...

In Shangcheng District, Liu Renjun stood on the wall of Shangcheng District, which was almost his own, looking to the west.

A large number of bloody corpses climbed the city wall like a tide, and the array spread out from under the meteorite almost covered the entire upper city, and the bloody corpses and masked black-clothed men kept revealing their bodies in the array, and the smoke emitting a disgusting rancid smell floated into the air, forming a gloomy cloud of corpse qi.

Four men in robes covered with sterling silver lines sat cross-legged around Liu Renjun, their eyes closed silently.

If the warlock was present, he would definitely be able to see bursts of violent mental fluctuations converging from all directions to the four people, and the four of them were like spiders in a web, perceiving and controlling everything anytime and anywhere.

Suddenly, the bodies of the four of them shook,

"Sir, our present... One of them has lost its spiritual link. ”

Liu Renjun frowned slightly,

"Dead... Sure enough, they still have some confidence, but it doesn't matter, everything is already under our control. ”

"Bah..."

Liu Renjun was in the middle of distant thinking and prospecting, one didn't hear clearly, and couldn't help but bow his head,

"Huh? What did you just say? ”

The sight of the sight made Liu Renjun completely stunned.

The four people below fell on the city wall, twitching and shaking, salivating at the corners of their mouths and dazed and frightened.

"Uhh Baa..."

"Bah!!"

A flash of light every few seconds meant that they still had a lucid moment, but it was too brief to allow them to convey any useful information.

Liu Renjun's eyes froze.

The teleportation array below instantly collapsed into a huge gap, and the flames erupted, everything in the array vanished, and the teleportation was terminated.

Then, the out-of-control spiritual storm swept across the entire Shangcheng District, and a large number of bloody corpses that had been laid out in various places in the Shangcheng District and on the city walls in accordance with Liu Renjun's will immediately went out of control, and the black-clothed people who came with them were the first to be attacked, and they were wiped out almost instantly, and there were few survivors.

Then, the blood corpse that had regained its nature sniffed the breath of the human being, and went on a rampage all the way, roaring and shaking the sky.

The massacre, has begun.

Liu Renjun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were cracked,

"What... How could it be..."