After listening to the Zu'an artist boast for half an hour, Li Yucheng finally gave up the communication with the Zu'an artist, and he was ready to go to the top of the mountain to see the results himself.

Because he felt that if he continued to communicate, he would probably be unable to help but make a move on his allies, and this group of brocade guards was too shameless to brag, and it simply challenged his bottom line.

"Shura Warrior God"

The unfinished Zu'an artist looked at Li Yucheng, who was pressing Bai Bao and his party away, and said: "Alas, why did this person leave, I am only halfway through, and many wonderful parts have not been mentioned, why don't you make an appointment with him next time for a teahouse?" ”

After hearing the words of the Zuan artist behind him, Li Yucheng led the team to walk faster, as if there was something ominous behind him.

The man with twelve-pack abs on one side couldn't help but persuade when he saw this scene: "Forget it, halfway through what you said, the green tendons on the head of the commander of the box army are jumping, if you want to say it again, I doubt that he will not be able to help but beat you." ”

"Why, he was clearly excited to listen." Hearing this, the Zuan artist immediately corrected.

The man with twelve-pack abs shook his head when he heard this: "This is still exciting, you and Azu are really a natural pair, or the two of you get married on the spot, it's too compatible, giving birth to a child must be a big smart, Wolong and Phoenix chick level." ”

"How is it possible, I am clearly much smarter than him." The Zuan artist was not convinced.

"You still don't know yourself well enough."

The man with twelve-pack abs shook his head when he heard this, no longer spoke, but followed Li Yucheng to the top of the mountain.

After dealing with these routs, there is something more important waiting for them, and that is the liquidation reward.

Thinking of this, the man with twelve-pack abs couldn't help but rub his hands, he felt that this war money was definitely a lot of money.

Alas, he gave so much to fight back and forth, didn't he train him in the direction of a war criminal in the P Society?

It made him want to rebel against the war criminals of P Society and instigated the warlocks.

………

An hour later, Bai Bao and his party were pressed back to the top of the mountain by Li Yucheng and the mecha team, and the corpses left by the green forests in the north and south were everywhere at this time, and countless players were excitedly cleaning up the corpses.

"Hurry up, lift it lightly, don't knock it, it's all contribution."

"Hurry up over there, at this rate, you're not going to go offline today, are you?"

"Don't rush, it's already soon, at least give me some time to touch the corpse, maybe I broke the cheats."

"Phew, just your black face, there is no explosion rate at all, hurry up and move the corpse, hurry up."

"Alas, this is not right, this guy was reluctant, it was less than 10,000 contributions, I suspect I was cheated, when he stabbed me before, it didn't look like it was less than 10,000 contributions."

"Damn, you can all drive this broken ground, you are all old drivers."

"Just kidding, driving on dry land is a must-have skill for old drivers."

………

Bai Bao's face at this time was extremely complicated, looking at this group of players who were in a hurry to clean up the corpses.

He didn't feel the aftermath of the Great War in these people at all.

There is no sadness, no aftermath, not even superfluous emotions.

What does this mean, the resilience of this army is far more terrifying than he thought, in the war with them, there is no limit to this team, and this team can even fight the same war again, and there is no pressure.

Thinking of this, Bai Bao couldn't help but look up at the Warlock Tower, what kind of monsters had been trained by that brocade-clothed guard.

Compared with this brocade guard, the strong armies in the world are all overshadowed.

Even Bai Bao doubted that this army could really lose ten percent of the battle without retreating.

The players didn't know that Bai Bao had so much drama in his heart at this time, and they were frantically collecting the corpses, otherwise they would probably tell Bai Bao that as a group of players, they would not retreat if they lost twenty percent of the battle.

Just kidding, how can the players retreat from the mission, isn't it a shame to lose face to grandma's house?

They still have to point out their faces on the forum.

And on the other side of the mountain, looking at the brocade guards with a philistine face, the expression of the master of the demon master of the White Horse Temple is also very subtle, it is difficult to imagine that this group of brocade guards with a philistine face was the elite of the world before.

This contrast is really too big, it's a bit outrageous, the previous Jinyi Wei is fierce and crazy, and this Jinyi Wei, Master Fu Demon only saw a group of scoundrels in the market, the profiteers he saw in Luoyang were all more faceless than this group of guys, this group of guys really has no bottom line at all.

"What is the master thinking?" Lin Fang's voice sounded behind the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple.

After the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple said the Buddha name, he said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is just thinking about how the Lord of Jinyi Wei Qincha trained this group of people, they can always do things that the poor monk did not expect. ”

"If the Warlock wants to do it, he can do it, he can do anything." Lin Bievil said with a smile.

The Demon Master of the White Horse Temple glanced at Lin Fangxie, he always felt that Lin Fangxie was now more pious than he believed in Buddhism, but he was also a little shaken, could it be that his chance to become a Buddha was really here?

Thinking of this, the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple couldn't help but lose his mind a little.

And when he came back to his senses, he found that Lin had already left, and he was the only one who stopped here, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, a player's figure walked in front of the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple, and the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen something incredible.

The Demon Master of the White Horse Temple rushed directly in front of the world boring in the next second, and then said without hesitation:

"You...... I...... Just......... Wrong...... You're not right........."

Shi Bo carried a sentence on his back, looked at the excited and convulsive monk in front of him, frowned and said, "No, what do you want to say, big monk, I still have something to do, I have to hurry." ”

"You...... You......... Aren't you dead? It took a long time for the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple to smooth out this sentence.

Shi Bo waved his hand, not realizing how shocking this was: "Yes, dead, isn't this alive again, what a big deal, get out of the way, don't bother me to carry the body, I'm very busy now, hundreds of thousands of minutes a minute." ”

With that, Shi Bo pushed away the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple, and then walked towards the Warlock Tower with the corpse on his back.

At this time, the Demon Master of the White Horse Temple looked at the bored back of the world, and Fang Xiu's words suddenly flashed in his mind, there is a big secret hidden on the mountain.

Could this be the big secret hidden on the mountain?

The master of the White Horse Temple was struck by lightning.