Gamers Are Fierce

　　The water of the river was surging and surging in the riverbed, forming a three-story turbulent wave, carrying countless deformed human face tadpoles, rushing downstream.

　　 Boom boom boom boom!

　　The vine platform at the foot of Wanli Fengdao stretches all the way, like a giant beast lying on the bottom of the river arching its back, slowly rising from the river,

　　 The swordsman tramples on the vines and charges alone,

　　 Around the blade of the long sword in his hand, misty white air gradually lingered.

　　 The white air seems to have life, swimming around the blade from slow to fast, and it expands in a circle every second.

　　 When the Wanli Fengdao rushed to the front of the wave, it had turned into the size of a grinding disc, spinning rapidly, and bringing a fierce gale.

　　 "Cut! Wave!"

　　 The swordsman roared and swung his sword horizontally,

　　 The white air current covering the right arm suddenly dispersed and turned into a long pike across the river, swept towards the wave.

　　【Skill Name: Zhanlang】

　　【Type: Fighting】

　　[Level: Excellent]

　　【Special effects: Chopping waves. Use a weapon with a sharp edge to release a forward arc of sword energy. Sword energy width, thickness, speed, distance, lethality are determined by the user's weapon posture and psionic energy]

　　[Consumption: at least 500 power points]

　　 [Cooling time: 1 hour]

　　 [Conditions of use: Psionic value is greater than or equal to 500 points and is fully full]

　　 [Remarks: The white waves are bound to the sea, and Pingsha is boundless. 】

　　 The pale sword aura swept across the river at low altitude, blasting the monstrous waves, tearing apart the bodies of all the tadpole monsters along the way, and even cutting the entire wave from the bottom.

　　 The waves that lost their support slowly slumped forward,

　　 Numerous human-face tadpoles screamed at the same time, and the overlapping infant cries resounded through the sky.

　　 The people of Chenzhou on both sides of the riverbank watched this scene blankly, and then reacted after a while, and were dominated by cold fear.

　　 cried and fled.

　　 There was a surging crowd on the bridge, and the flower girl subconsciously clenched the flower basket, but was hit by the crowd. The flower basket fell to the ground, and a few flowers in the bamboo strips fell out.

　　 was immediately trampled into mud by countless feet.

　　 "Stand firmly."

　　 reached out a hand, grabbed the wrist of the flower girl who almost fell, and pulled her up.

　　 She looked up subconsciously,

　　 The young fortune teller has released the palm holding her wrist, and stood on the bridge bench by himself, and Feng Danyun gently sorted the black cloak on his body.

　　 Boom boom boom!

　　 Thousands of vine beams and pillars spread on the bottom of the river, like hydraulic supports, obliquely push the vine platforms on the lower reaches of the river bank and on both sides of the river bank to rise.

　　 forms an extremely wide fishing net, which seems to roll up slowly and quickly.

　　 The fishing net itself is woven from countless vines of different thicknesses, and there is a slightly larger spindle node every some distance.

　　 In each spindle, there are hundreds of brainworms made by bandits and Bailian cultivators.

　　 All brainworms work together,

　　 Or control the shrinkage and expansion of vines, change the size of each hole in the fishing net, filter the river water,

　　 or let the vine grow barbs, cut the human face tadpoles

　　 Or directly create a vine spear capable of smashing hardwood gates, and penetrate the group of deformed monsters.

　　 Wanli Fengdao was standing at the top of the green vines. He held a long sword in his right hand and took a sip from the hip flask in his left hand.

　　 looked up at the approaching waves, sneered and swung the sword again,

　　 released a slightly smaller arc-shaped sword qi, constantly cutting the deformed monster.

　　 At the same time, a wooden arrow swept through the air, bursting suddenly in the air above the fishing net, turning into tens of millions of wooden debris, and falling downward.

　　 The defense of the human face tadpole is not strong, and it has lost a lot of effort in a few seconds.

　　 The brainworm control vine hidden in the spindle node will filter the confirmed dead human face tadpole corpse through the holes in the fishing net into the next layer of fishing net,

　　 relieve the weight pressure on the fishing net,

　　 Liu Wuzao, who is galloping on the roof of the house on the riverbank, also shoots an arrow every second, bursting with arrows.

　　 Cooperate with Wanli Sealing Knife to slaughter those deformed tadpoles that try to rush to the top of the fishing net and escape the restraint.

　　 But there are too many monsters...

　　 There is no end to killing, no end to destruction.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Li Ang standing on the covered bridge took a deep breath.

　　 Even before that, he had hidden the engineering worm at the bottom of the Lingshuihe River, and had done enough preparations.

　　 But controlling and coordinating hundreds of brainworms at the same time is still an unbearable huge burden.

　　 The marsh divine power that has finally accumulated in the mark of the gods is evaporating at a terrifying speed.

　　 Once there is no divine support, the vine trap will instantly collapse, and the human-faced tadpoles will come out and pounce on Chenzhou.

　　 Then,

　　 Li Ang, who stepped on the benches of the bridge, stepped out, but did not fall into the river—a few translucent soldier bees swooped down from the sky, released the hooks, and hung Li Ang’s shoulders and arms.

　　 Hang him in the air like the actor's Wia.

　　More than that, the soldier bee also released a dazzling light, forming a brilliant multicolored circular halo like the head wheel of a bodhisattva, and hitting behind Li Ang.

　　In the eyes of ordinary people,

　　 Li Ang, dressed in black cloak, hung the holy Buddha light behind him, walking in the air.

　　 Holy, solemn, and powerful.

　　 "People of Chenzhou City, if you still want to live, please recite the name of Siemens Taoist in your heart!"

　　 The magnificent and loud voice, with the help of the soldier bee, sounded in every corner of Chenzhou.

　　 Li Ang floats over the Lingshui River, the black cloak violently swings,

　　 He felt the power of faith gathered from all over Chenzhou City and accumulated a small amount of faith. With one finger up to the sky, he manipulated the huge fishing net and slowly tightened, shouting loudly: "The net is here!!"

　　——————

　　 Lingshuihe, on the boat upstairs.

　　 After listening to Luo Siyuan’s words, a group of monks realized that they were not good.

　　 They didn’t have time to digest the huge amount of information in the words just now, and they followed their rational instincts,

　　 blatantly shot, and blasted towards Luo Si with all his power.

The deck of the 　　-floor ship was made of special wood by Wu Dewei, and it was extremely strong~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but under heavy spell bombardment, it still broke and exploded, dented and collapsed.

　　 Luo Siyuan, who was surrounded by a faint light, ignored all spell attacks.

　　 He just walked a few steps aside, bypassing the collapsed deck,

　　 The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his round face, which made people uninviting, had a peaceful and tranquil expression.

　　 In a few seconds, the human-faced tadpoles down the river should follow the waterway system in Chenzhou City, slaughter, collect souls, and accumulate energy to awaken the gods.

　　 Master’s will, his long-cherished wish, finally came true.

　　 One second, two seconds, three seconds...

　　 Luo Siyuan suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief.

　　 "Your next sentence is,"

　　 Zhu Xuemin said coldly: "What's going on."

"what happened?!"

　　 Luo Siyuan’s shocked shouts overlapped with Zhu Xuemin’s indifferent statement.

　　 His eyes were wide open. As the designer and authority owner of the Lingshuihe formation, he activated his spiritual sense and sensed the movement of the lower reaches of the Lingshuihe.

　　 The human face tadpoles there seem to be bound by something, and they are being slaughtered efficiently.

　　 has not collected any human souls at all.

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