Chapter 169 (1/2)

Then he started his own streaking journey.

Running naked is a kind of thing. People who run and run are used to it.

Just, where is the white beauty that should be here?

Well, I didn't mean to see her white Well, idiotic behavior patterns.

He put on a pair, moved to cry, because this is the first time, because his own preparation, do not have to bother some existence to play mosaic.

It's not good to hit it all the time. It is unsightly.

How many steps does such a handsome man need to walk to meet the monster, just like the legend of the fairy sword and the knight errant?

The answer is -

just wait in place. Monsters are good at customer experience.

It's more popular than the express boy.

The black castle seems to correspond to the black monster.

I didn't pay much attention before. Now, facing the black-and-white world, Ivy Jiao thinks that he is almost a dog.

Ivy stepped on a man's head, and the man grew up against Ivy's feet like bamboo shoots.

This kind of fighting spirit is very inspirational.

”Ah...”

The deep and penetrating voice was an old woman's voice, from the floor of his feet, to his little brother, to his chest, all the way up.

Ivy felt a little dazed. He took a look at it. It turned the body into a mist, and its toughness was still very strong. A complex contradiction seemed to tear his little obsessive-compulsive heart.

This guy is still cruel.

What's more, it still stinks.

Well, that's not quite sure. If the undead don't stink, what's the difference between them?

People don't want face?

She, that twisted woman's face, is full of resentment, as if all men in the world should be her father, who owes her 800 lives.

The stench came close to him, wrapped him in a heavy coat like aluminum foil, and polluted his internal organs along his pores, damaging his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

This kind of evil casts a curse far away, I don't know how many levels, this is the power of undead evolution.

Especially the top female undead who nests in one place, self hypnosis, self evolution.

That's great.

Of course, Ivy doesn't have the time and the strength to give this kind of heartfelt appreciation.

A fighting ghost should look like a fighting ghost.

Only in this way can we be admirable, can we say: the fierce life, er, ghost life does not need to be explained.

Ivy was not idle. At the first time of the ghost invasion, he compressed the defensive magic with his words and words, stimulated his skin in his clothes, made them extremely hard and petrified, and sealed sweat pores to the greatest extent.

On the other hand, the pores secrete the same magic power as rosin, which is well smeared on the surface of stone skin, and soon a defense armor inspired by Amber is built.

This kind of three-dimensional defense has no flaw, even if the ghost is such a pervasive super attacker, there is no way.

Fighting for a little time is the most important thing evey wants to do at the moment, defense is not.

Ivy's character is aggressive, always can not look at the defense, of course, he still understands the necessity of defense.

What he likes is the fighting pattern of Dugu Jiujian.

Attack instead of defense, with both attack and defense, one strike to control the enemy and defend outside the enemy's country.

According to his observation just now, the transformation of the ghost into reality and the rural curse are just a seal of this wave of attack.

More danger is hidden in the dark.

There is a net all around, a chain reaction is ready, waiting for him to take the bait.

No matter how strong his power is, no matter how high his magic power is, no matter how good his fighting instinct is, he will be taken away by a wave.

But his first step to deal with, has been the whole upset opponents secretly long-term deployment.

A feeling called pride crept up his cheek with shy eyebrows and drooping eyes.

Well, I'm fine, very good.

Then you can't do it.

”The wind of thorns. The law: freedom. ”