Bug Master In Doomsday

"Yes! Get rewards together!" Several excited-faced armored soldiers stretched out their right hands and touched them together.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" They grinned and roared, holding the saber in their hands and rushing forward side by side!

The armored queue of four or five people slowly advances forward like an unshakable iron wall.

"Huh!" Five sharp sabers were placed diagonally at a 45-degree angle, and the sharp points of the knives slammed at a group of strangers in front of them!

"Puff—Puff!" Several gurgling blood spurted out, and several foreigners holding spears and stone axes showed painful expressions on their faces, clutching their wounds, and all their strength was lost, and they fell to the ground limply!

"There are three! Five of us knock down seven and we will be able to get two bottles of healing potions!"

An armored soldier wiped the blood off his face and happily exposed a mouthful of white teeth!

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Wang Mang, who was on the periphery of the clan, looked at everything in front of him quietly, glanced at Fu Wendao beside him, and said with a smile: "Wen Dao, how long has it been now? I'm afraid I will win this bet. That's it!"

Fu Wendao stroked his beard helplessly. It seemed that most of the sun had already set.

"Master, there are still seven or eight minutes left. These strangers are still resisting fiercely, and their subordinates may not lose!"

"Okay, let's wait and see!" Wang Mang smiled and clapped his hands, watching the battle scene in full swing before him, this bet he won!

Behind Wang Mang's face pale, Yan Ling, who was holding his broken arm, watched the fierce armored soldier with a slender saber chop down one after another, and the crowd of resistance was reduced at a terrifying speed!

He felt a little flustered, his expression was a little tight, and he couldn't help but a worrisome.

Will this group of terrifying enemies really let them go? What if they brainwashed themselves in that weird way of brainwashing? !

Thinking of this situation, a cold sweat oozes from behind Yan Ling, his left hand holding the broken arm moved slightly, and his figure moved back a little in an undetectable way.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Just as there was another deafening killing sound on the battlefield, a small piece of paper that was not too small suddenly appeared from the palm of his left hand.

His fingertips quickly swiped the paper, then he squeezed the small piece of paper into a bean-sized ball, flicked his fingers, and shot it into the dense forest on the side!

This action was not unsatisfactory, and it took almost a mere two moments of time.

And that extremely subtle voice was completely covered up by the roar of killing on the battlefield, and even Wang Mang, who had always been vigilant, did not notice the abnormality of Yan Ling behind him!

"Goo! Goo!" A petite white dove fell to the ground with its red eyes, flapping wings,

It looked at the paper ball in the grass with some doubts, but after hesitantly scratching its claws, it still picked up the paper ball, spread its wings and flew towards the depths of the dense forest!

The petite white dove hovered in the dense dense forest for a while, and suddenly came to a turbulent mountain waterfall.

There is a large open space at the bottom of the waterfall, and thousands of wooden houses, large and small, are neatly arranged.

On the path between the wooden houses, there are men who return from the dense forest and carry the corpses of monsters from time to time. There are also slender and beautiful strange women washing their clothes in the water of the waterfall.

The white dove stood on the bluestone next to the waterfall, and his red eyes moved, "Flapping~Flapping! ’Fly towards the biggest wooden house!