Super God: Starting from Huang Mian, Playing Wanjie
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Doesn’t that mean you can get one of the Ten Evil Treasures for every task you complete?
Given how stingy the system is, it’s better to just think about it.
But there is still one most important thing to do, which is to draw the next character to play.
“System, please draw a character for me to play!”
“Ding, drawing…drawing successful!”
A dazzling light burst out in front of Chen Feifan’s eyes again, as if he saw a familiar shadow.
The light faded, and a figure with a poopy hairstyle and half-closed eyes appeared in front of him.
Chen Feifan was very familiar with this familiar “person”.
“Lazy Sheep is here, the system is amazing!”
But this time he learned his lesson. After integrating the panels, he opened them and looked at them carefully.
[Name: Lazy Sheep]
[Faction: Green Grassland (Bloody Grassland)]
[Playing progress: 20%]
[Current comprehensive strength: third generation divine body; upper limit? ? ? ]
Chen Feifan looked at Lazy Sheep’s panel and couldn’t help but take a breath.
It was the first time he saw a question mark on the panel, and it was at the upper limit.
This indirectly reflects Lazy Sheep’s talent.
It is the highest of the three templates he has played.
“Lazy Sheep is not as simple as he seems. This talent is worthy of a male sheep who almost became the protagonist.”
But even if Lazy Sheep is not the protagonist of Xihui, his role is no less than that of the protagonist.
However, just when Chen Feifan wanted to try out the strength of the Lazy Sheep Template.
The moment he passed the big bed, a feeling of sleepiness instantly invaded his brain.
In less than a second, he fell straight onto the bed and fell asleep.
There is a subtle glow on his body, and he looks weak, but he gives people a very solid feeling.
On the other hand, the crisis in Long Kingdom has not been resolved yet.
There were more than 1 billion low-level demons in the country of Asan, and Chixing only killed tens of millions or about 100 million of them.
Now without Morgana’s restraint, they became even more chaotic.
Most of the low-level demons moved towards the border of Dragon Country.
Even a nuclear strike would not be able to stop its offensive.
And under nuclear pollution, a small number of low-level demons underwent genetic mutations.
These mutated low-level demons even developed a hint of intelligence.
He commanded other low-level demons and became the king among these low-level demons.
Even though the Dragon Kingdom and the Xiongbinglian tried their best to resist.
It was also impossible to completely stop the pace of these low-level demons, and they were defeated one after another.
Xiong Binglian and others saw that the low-level demon army was about to attack the territory of Dragon Kingdom, but they were powerless to do anything.
Sun Wukong fought bloody battles and killed countless low-level demons.
However, they were unable to reverse the situation and it seemed that they could only make a strategic retreat.
But at this moment, above the border between Longguo and Asanguo,
There was a thunder that shook the world, and a majestic voice also came at this moment.
“The fearful people of the world know that the alarm bells are already ringing in the thunder!”
Chapter 88 Sikong Zhen and Li Xin
At this moment, everyone’s attention was attracted by the voice from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, thunder roared in the sky, and a figure wrapped in endless thunder power fell from the sky.
Sikong Zhen was like a thunder god of war, crashing into the army of low-level demons.
The heavy and serious voice came again.
“Everything is destroyed by the thunderbolt. You flee, but I conquer you!”
In an instant, lightning and thunder intertwined into a web, the light was dazzling, and his figure was reflected incomparably tall.
Sikong Zhen waved his hands, and the power of thunder and lightning gathered in his palms.
Every attack was accompanied by deafening thunder.
Wherever it went, low-level demons were hit by the electric light and turned into ashes in an instant.
Even when facing an endless army of low-level demons, Sikong Zhen did not show any emotion.
The sound of thunder echoed between heaven and earth.
“Only the most shocking thunder can break the heaviest darkness!”
The lower-level demons roared in fear at his thunder.
But under the command of the mutant demon, they once again rushed towards Sikong Zhen like a tide.
But this could not stop Sikong Zhen’s killing momentum.
His eyes were cold and resolute, as if he wanted to completely cleanse this endless evil.
He shouted angrily: “Thunder comes from the sky, darkness arises from the red earth! Wherever the thunder goes, nothing can be destroyed!”
In an instant, the power of thunder burst out from Sikong Zhen’s body.
Under the power of his thunder, the charges of the low-level demon army were crushed time and time again.
The once arrogant attitude was ruthlessly suppressed until it fell into the abyss of despair.
On the entire battlefield, only Sikong Zhen’s thunder power was shining continuously.
Sun Wukong and other members of the Xiongbinglian looked at the figure among the low-level demon army in horror.
“This thunder force is no less powerful than Chen Feifan’s. Who is he and why would he help Jiuzhou?”
This is also the question that Ge Xiaolun and others have.
Why would such a powerful person help them?
Originally, the people of Long State were preparing to withdraw, but seeing this scene, they returned to their positions.
Continue to resist the attacks of these low-level demons and prevent them from entering the territory of Dragon Kingdom.
However, no matter how strong Sikong Zhen is, he is just one person.
Although they are all low-level demons, it takes a lot of effort to kill them all.
Although the attacks of low-level demons could not hurt Sikong Zhen, he was still disgusted by the smell of curry on these low-level demons.
In fact, Sikong Zhen didn’t know that the smell of curry was not a unique smell of low-level demons.
It is the low-level demons transformed from Indians that have this curry smell on their bodies.
After all, their curry is already engraved in their genes, and even the demon virus cannot eliminate it.
Because of these smells, Sikong Zhen was distracted for a moment.
But because of this moment of distraction, countless low-level demons buried him underneath.
Sun Wukong and others were shocked when they saw this and immediately went to rescue them.
But what was unexpected was that endless lightning burst out from under the Demon Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, all the low-level demons within a few miles of Sikong Zhen were annihilated by thunder.
Sun Wukong and others stopped immediately. They also felt the high power of thunder from Sikong Zhen.
“Gulu… So strong, who is this?”
Zhao Xin swallowed and looked at the figure in disbelief.
Sun Wukong and others also agreed that such strength was far beyond theirs.
But there are too many low-level demons, and it is impossible to kill them all in a short time.
At this time, Sun Wukong received a call from Mr. Huang.
I want to persuade that person to retreat first, and then find an opportunity to destroy these demons.
However, just when Sun Wukong wanted to persuade Sikong Zhen.
The sky was torn apart again, and a brilliant holy light suddenly descended.
“boom!!!”
Accompanied by a thunderous sound that shook the earth, the demon Li Xin was like a god descending to earth.
Descending from the sky, in the shining light, he has transformed into a form of light.
“The marquis is no longer a marquis, the king is no longer a king, thousands of chariots and horses are marching to Beimang!”
In an instant, golden light burst out from his body, illuminating the battlefield shrouded in darkness.
He transformed into Guangxin, and every time he swung his sword, a terrifying sword energy would cross the battlefield.
A powerful sword energy swept out, accompanied by a “hissing” burning sound.
The low-level demons were reduced to ashes in the light and sword energy, as if they had met their nemesis.
The sudden change once again stunned Sun Wukong and others.
Within one day, two powerful men appeared and stood on their side.
At this moment, Sikong Zhen roared: “The road to light is bound to be full of thorns!”