Chapter: 1745
The two Asian Warlocks quickly moved away from the altar to reduce the backlash effect.
The national fortune is out of control, we... we cannot manipulate the national fortune!
bastard!
Qiu Bawang was furious,
Finally, his eyes fell on Zhu Jiuyin.
Zhu Jiuyin, devour Daxia's national fortune!
You can swallow as much as you can!
Hiss!
Zhu Jiuyin's tail slapped the ground, and her huge body jumped up, rushing towards Guo Yun.
With this tail, the Heartbroken Heartless Valley, which was shot straight, trembled wildly, and the gravel rolled down.
Zhu Jiuyin and Ye Wudao frantically scrambled for food from Guoyun.
but,
National fortune is automatically integrated into Ye Wudao's body,
And Zhu Jiuyin is forcibly swallowed.
The speed at which it devours is far inferior to the speed at which Ye Wudao's body melts the chain of national destiny.
Here, when Lone Wolf and the others climbed halfway, they felt that the mountain wall trembled wildly, like an earthquake.
They were so shaken that they almost fell.
Their faces changed again and again: "Damn, what happened down here!"
Quick, God Shuai may be in danger!
They suddenly speed up.
After an hour,
This national fortune has finally been sucked out.
Ye Wudao sucked most of it,
Zhu Jiuyin only swallowed a very small part.
This made Zhu Jiuyin quite annoyed, and kept spitting out snake letters at Ye Wudao, as if to devour him.
Ye Wudao felt that his body was about to be burst by Guoyun.
He gritted his teeth, and with a strong willpower, stubbornly suppressed the national fortune in his body.
In the end, this national fortune was suppressed by him into the foundation.
After entering his foundation,
The fortune of the country quickly transformed into his energy.
The conversion ratio of national luck and energy is one to ten.
That is,
A piece of national luck can be transformed into ten pieces of energy.
For a time, Ye Wudao's foundation exploded, and it could explode at any time.
Ye Wudao can feel it,
My current energy is not much weaker than that of fairyland or demon king.
But the foundation is still the ultimate foundation.
With the absolute foundation, carrying the energy of the fairyland,
It is strange that the foundation can bear it.
Today, I may officially enter Wonderland!
King Qiu also felt,
Ye Wudao's foundation momentum is rapidly expanding,
That is,
His strength is rising rapidly,
Possibly into wonderland!
If Ye Wudao really entered the fairyland,
Not to mention myself and the people in the fourth division of Yinsi,
The entire Yin Division will be doomed!
King Qiu roared angrily, "Kill me!"
Don't let him become a fairyland!
stop!
A thick voice came from not far away.
Qiu Bawang and others immediately followed the sound and looked,
I saw Lone Wolf, Killing Wolf, Old Man Chu, and the others coming with murderous aura!
Damn it!
Qiu Bawang's heart sank to the extreme.
The situation may get out of control.
Lone Wolf and the others saw Ye Wudao,
My lungs almost exploded!
The previous Ye Wudao,
If it is true or false, someone pretends to be.
true god,
trapped here.
Fake god handsome, kill without mercy!
If you guess correctly, the culprit is Qiu Bawang,
Their murderous aura was directed at King Qiu.
Qi Bawang suddenly felt a chill and rushed towards him.
He violated the bottom line of Lone Wolf and others, moved their scales,
The anger of Lone Wolf and the others was unprecedentedly strong.
Ye Wudao immediately ordered: "Wolf King Death Squad, obey!"
Lone Wolf and the others hurriedly knelt down: "My minister, obey!"
Ye Wudao: "Stop them for a moment for me!"
Sir, take the order!
The lone wolf glared at King Qiu Bawang angrily: "King Qiu Bawang, be obedient and capture you, but spare your corpse!"
roll!
Qiu Bawang scolded angrily: "Little Desolate Realm, dare to threaten Demon King Realm, court death!"
kill me!
The lone wolf stopped talking nonsense, and rode the tiger king to kill the enemy.
The old man Chu, who killed the wolf, followed closely behind.
War is imminent.
This is the real battle of the pinnacles,
The brutality of the battle can be imagined. JrNovels.com