Chapter 961: Li Qingyangs exclusive magic soldier (1/2)
Chapter 962: Li Qingyang's Exclusive Divine Soldier
After the nirvana of Jiangshan started, the disciples fell to the ground with their **** covered, which made Jun Chang smile very puzzled.
Is it an indiscriminate full-screen attack, regardless of the enemy and teammates, as long as it is within range?
If so, how can Lu Ye and Ling Yuanxue from the other hill be all right?
”Is nirvana effective only for men?”
”and many more!”
Suddenly, Jun Chang laughed at the thought that the name of the nirvana that was prompting in his ear was called a glance, and his expression collapsed: ”Isn't it because I looked at them?”
bingo.
Pointing at the nirvana of Jiangshan at a glance, that is, the caster automatically locks whoever he sees, and then after the two clouds merge, they are subjected to invisible force attacks.
This is the first time that it has been performed.
If they are proficient and properly used, Li Qingyang and Xiao Xieji and others must not be covering their buttocks, but they have already heard the killing of pigs.
”Baby.”
Jun Chang smiled and apologized, ”I'm sorry, this seat is not intentional.”
”Whoo!”
The two fused clouds over the sky gradually dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to clearness, but the chilling breath left in the air remained.
As for the recessed area touched by Jun Changxiao's thumb, it seems to be gray, which seems to mean that he can't perform it for the time being.
This kind of nirvana to see who is unlucky is very powerful.
If you switch to the previous siege for the white egg, you can't unlock the difficult knife and show it at a glance. The scene must be picturesque!
More importantly, there are no side effects!
Jun Chang laughed: ”Although the shape is a bit strange and the nirvana is a bit tricky, it is generally good. It is worthy of the exclusive magic weapon of this seat.”
”...”
System said: ”So, perfect match!”
...
”The chrysanthemum is broken, the ground is hurt, your smile has turned yellow ...” On Wanwuzong's martial arts field, a song is playing in the audio, Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying are leading the same door to dance.
On the peak construction site of the battlefield on the plane, Li Qingyang and Xiao Xinji and others were busy with their legs crossed, especially the walking posture was very weird. Although the pain was dissipated, the discomfort caused by the buttocks still affected the body.
In the main hall, Jun Chang laughed and drew his hands and pointed at the rivers and mountains, and poured psionic energy into it, hoping to inspire more functions.
However, no matter how he inspires or ponders, this magic weapon is like a puppet, totally unresponsive.
The system guessed: ”After performing this nirvana, this object may have entered a period of weakness.”
”Right?”
Jun Chang laughed and collapsed and said, ”Isn't it good to have a nirvana?”
If you change to a sword, you will be stunned, at least you can use it to slash people, but this pointer is not suitable for fighting!
”deficit!”
Jun Chang laughed: ”Blood loss!”
”metropolitan.”
Li Qingyang walked in crookedly and said, ”The Peak 1 has been constructed.”
”Tough work,” Jun often laughed.
Li Qingyang said weakly: ”Zongzhu, what kind of power was it just now, that made us invincible.”
Recalling the scene of the previous attack by invisible forces, the camera suddenly turned to the Wanwu Zongyan Wuchang, and the sound came from the sound: ”Residual chrysanthemum, wounded all over the ground ...”
”Uh……”
Jun Chang laughed: ”This is the nirvana of this exclusive magic soldier, named at a glance.”
”Exclusive soldiers, nirvana?” Li Qingyang was at a loss.
”Qingyang.”
Jun Chang laughed and walked down, patted him on the shoulder, and said, ”This time, it is the transformation of the ancestral gate and the construction of the stronghold. It took a lot of effort, and I will reward you with a magic soldier.”
”Ding! The host consumes 10,000 points of contribution value, and obtains God of Death, Thunderprint × 1, which has been delivered to the space ring.”
”Ding! Zongmen contribution: 19000/70000.”
”metropolitan.”
Li Qingyang said: ”Practitioner He De He Neng ...”
”brush!”
Before he finished speaking, Jun Chang laughed and waved his hand, handing a sword with a dark gold color and a bit of thunder and lightning.
This is God of Death, Thunder.
As can be seen from the name, it should be related to the attributes of the lightning system.
Jun Chang smiled and bought it for Li Qingyang, also because of his recent hard work and thunder and punishment.
Because it takes a lot of contribution value, although there are many soldiers in the Shenbing Pavilion, they are not destined to buy them all, so you must choose the most suitable one for your disciples.
however.
Jungou is still crying silently at this moment.
Look at the disciples' exclusive soldiers, and then look at your own guidance. There is no harm without comparison!
Li Qingyang, who was about to refuse, saw that there was a sword-like tangled weapon from the gun handle to the scabbard, and subconsciously reached for it.
”metropolitan!”