Chapter 2850: Custom armor (2/2)
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Since the last stop of the resident, the Legion of God has been recuperating and has never set foot in this area. This is the first time in a hundred years that the strongest of them have been dispatched.
The team is the strongest of the Legion...Weili.
He claims to be the strongest in this region. In fact, he is very clear that his so-called first strong does not include Tianlu City.
There is a paradise for the strong, the last gathering place, the gods who have come here for countless years, and finally they have arrived at that place.
To say that his previous glory was the first in the list, then in the core city, it is also the first in the list, no less than two digits, and once there is countless existence on the list.
The characters of many eras are gathered here, and many elites are brilliant, and the number of strong people can be imagined.
In addition to the Wei Li, Tang De is also in addition to this, there is also an eight products, the rest are all seven products, there are twelve.
It should have been more, just a hundred years ago, it was purple and digital.
”Well, you really came.”
An indifferent voice suddenly came from the rear, and Wei Li turned back and saw a group of people flying toward it. The head of the **** army was the **** army.
After the blood, followed by more than twenty people, eight of them are even more than the Legion of God, the rest are seven.
Wei Li’s gaze passed over the faces of the other three eight characters and said: “You have cooperated with Devil Hill.”
”A rare Thunderstone reappears. We certainly have to come and join in the fun, but I didn't expect your news to be so well-informed.” Bloody and mocking said: ”I thought that you pretended to be high, and it has nothing to do with Tianlu City. ”
Wei Li said faintly: ”My message is far more flexible than you think. For example, Devil Hill has not lost much in recent years. I believe that I have eaten a lot of hard work.”
After the **** body, a face of eight products flashed a touch of anger, but after all, did not say anything.
When they took a assassination mission, they thought it was a very easy thing, and they got a favor. They didn't expect repeated failures, which made them suffer a lot.
The main thing is that these losses have not only brought in any benefits, but have been complained and forced again and again.
The **** said: ”Although I have suffered some losses, it will always be remembered. Instead, you may be forgotten.”
Wei Li smiled and said: ”What about that? We can go to the present, which one is not relying on ourselves?”
Bloody smiled and did not continue this topic.
The two teams went forward. During the period, the **** and the Wei Li had a chat with each other. The two were not enemies, but they were not friends.
In front of them, there was a huge minefield, and in front of the minefield, there were already many people standing.
Headed by an aboriginal youth, he looked at the two teams that came and said dissatisfied: ”How come now?”
Wei Li did not speak, **** smiled and said: ”I heard the news, and the road was too far, but it was a little delayed.”
The young man glanced at an eight-piece of blood behind him and said, ”Are you the king of the devil's mountain?”
”Exactly, I have seen Weigongzi.” Eight Pinshan Ghost King holds a fist.
”You are too wastewood~~ I hope that after getting the Thunderstone, I can make some achievements.” Weigongzi said coldly.
”Sure.” The mountain ghost king nodded and had a pleasing look on his face.
After Wei Gongzi looked at Wei Li again, he frowned and said: ”You have too many people, only five places.”
Hearing this statement, **** and mountain ghost king's face are showing a smile.
Willie frowned.
”Why, you are very dissatisfied?” Wei Gongzi also frowned, his face became gloomy.
Just then, there was a team in the distance.
This is a strange team, and the team is also an aboriginal.
The two sides are far from each other, and they are all embarrassed.
Wei Li also noticed the coming, and the look was the same. I thought I would meet like this?