"Look!"

"My fairy power is full!"

"Let's fight for another 300 rounds!"

Su Yang said with a smile.

It's just that this smile is very cheap in the eyes of the god of joy, especially cheap...

"Let's go first... Hmm..."

"Tank rush, how's it going!"

"Shelling!"

"You must not have experienced it yet."

Su Yang said excitedly, and began to rub the power of the fairy spirit again.

"Blessed..."

"I almost forgot, you're the blessed one, you're not an immortal.."

"You also have a few skills of your own..."

"I***!"

Fighting with Su Yang several times in a row, Su Yang used his own original skills, although the style was weird and the practicality was extremely poor, but Xishen still subconsciously ignored his identity as a blessed person, but regarded him as an immortal like himself.

Results now...

Su Yang suddenly showed his ability to be a blessed person again.

This thing...

It's much more convenient to use than the original immortal arts, and it's the kind that doesn't make sense.

"You scolded me?"

"I hate it when people scold me!"

"Ahh

"Come out, tank!"

Su Yang looked unhappy and said scoldingly.

The power of the fairy spirit was constantly reorganized in the void, and finally formed a tank with a very exaggerated shape, and Su Yang was standing on the top of the tank: "Fire at me, bomb him!" ”

Su Yang raised his hand and pointed to Xishen.

The barrel of the cannon slowly turned, aiming at Xishen, and in the next second, a roar sounded.

Xishen's body trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Strands of red threads were mobilized, blocking in front of him, densely packed, leaving no gaps.

It's all instinctual.

He's really scared...

I'm really afraid that Su Yang will do something crooked again.

But the imaginary explosion did not sound.

The barrel did move.

The roar also rang out.

But the barrel ...

But a small flag popped up, and a string of crooked words was written on it: "Are you afraid? Scared to death! ”

"Hey, hey."

"When I was studying the Immortal Power Platoon, the shape of the cannon was still very easy to pinch."

"But I want to cover the barrel with another layer of fairy power, and it won't explode..."

"It's kind of difficult."

"That's why I crafted this prank!"

"Were you scared?"

"The styling is still pretty cool."

Su Yang stood on the tank and smiled proudly.

"Childish!"

"What's the point of that?"

Xishen sneered, with disdain in his eyes.

Su Yang raised his hand unhurriedly and pointed behind him: "Hmm, look, the big fool you trapped has escaped." ”

Xishen smiled and turned back suddenly.

Just now...

Su Yang's repeated operations caused him to be extremely nervous.

So in that black cannon barrel, when the energy rioted, he subconsciously pulled away most of the red lines and blocked in front of him.

And the result of this is...

The suppressive power on the fool's side is suddenly reduced!

However, Su Yang recovered a lot of energy for him half a minute ago.

Thereupon...

A dramatic scene ensued.

At the moment when Xishen was in a trance, the fool rushed out directly and stared straight at his back.

"Kill you..."

"Kill you..."

"Huanhuan..."

With a whisper, the fool hit him with a fist aimed at Xishen.

Although his strength was much smaller due to weakness, he was caught off guard and still flew out to Xishen.

With the joy of God shifting...

Formation...

Broken.

"Sure enough, the human brain can never record too many things."

"When you think too much and are too vigilant, you will naturally have subconscious omissions about a certain item."

"So you see, you've forgotten that your original plan was..."

"Suppress the fool..."

Su Yang's voice was still gentle, like a spring breeze.

But the heart of the god of joy was completely collapsed.

Painstakingly expended a night's hard work.

He suffered both mental and physical torture.

At last...

Finally tell me...

Am I tossed in vain?

"I want you to die!!"

"Mole ants!"

"Stupid mortals!"

The anger in the heart of the god of joy has reached a certain extreme at this moment!

He roared angrily.

The power of the immortals continued to overflow from the body.

The red thread of blood spread all over the walls, like blood vessels.

Kneeling on the ground, the expressionless boys all raised their heads blankly at this moment, holding clay pots, and bursts of babbling came out of their mouths.

"Twelve Boys!"

"Enlightenment!"

Obviously, it has not yet reached the best time to start the formation, but Xishen has completely lost his mind and is crazy.

The moment his words fell, the boy's head exploded instantly.

Blood mist sprays in midair.

In a trance, the 'blood vessels' that spread on the wall seemed to come alive at this moment, beating slightly.

The surrounding walls are also gradually reddening, rendering the basement full of eerie appearances.

Xishen slowly got up.

The original bright red robe had gradually turned dark red at this moment.

"Do you know how much effort I put into preparing these twenty-four boys and girls who have had miserable lives?"

"Do you know how much this formation will work for me?"

"But now..."

"It's all ruined."

"Destroyed in the hands of you ants."

"It's just a few mortals, what kind of justice do you talk about with me?"

"Where were you when I guarded mortals?"

"Where were you when I was lonely for a thousand years?"

"Now that I have chosen my own path again, you will judge me from the perspective of justice?"

"Hehe..."

"It's ridiculous!"

"In that case, I will destroy you, you hypocritical ants."

Every time he said a word, the breath of joy would be stronger, and his eyes would gradually lose his mind, only his heartbeat, like a drum, dull and powerful.

"Hmm..."

"When have I ever judged you from a moral standpoint?"

"He is my man, you beat him, I kill you..."

"Isn't that normal?"

"You actually scolded me for being moral!"

Su Yang said as a matter of course, and then scolded viciously as if he had reacted to something.

Hearing Su Yang's words, Xishen's eyes that had gradually become manic fluctuated for a short moment: "What about him??? ”

"Why do I care about him?"

"You hit him, I'll hit you!"

"Why did he beat you and what did he do to me?"

"Besides..."

"Are you reasoning with a fool?"

Su Yang scolded back directly.

The fool roared again at this moment: "Huanhuan, he... Kill Huanhuan, die..."

"Do you hear that?"

"You touched his man, he killed you, is there a problem?"

"Talk to me about Nima morality!"

"Do it!"

Su Yang scolded and rolled up his sleeves.

(Just resurrected, the blood bar is not full, strive to work hard to code words, pay off debts!) I have to go on a business trip in a week, and I don't think much will be able to pay it back. The second Tomato King of Gifts event, you can give a reward, and strive to enter the top 100 to prove that I am still alive, thank you! The king of gifts rushed to the top ten, plus three chapters, the first three, five chapters... If you really accidentally kill it, and you don't have time to add it, you owe it, and I'll pay it back sooner or later... ）