Since The Red Moon Appeared

"What are the people down there doing?"

Over the stadium, Lu Xin, who was fighting against three copies of No. 2 while rushing to deal with the **** embryo, couldn’t help but feel strong doubts in his heart, feeling that the development of things seemed to be wrong with what he thought. Seeing the club members arrived, he thought he would be supported soon, but unexpectedly, he fell into a long silence underneath.

Could it be that they are also aware of the terrible size of the second replica?

Suddenly thinking of this problem, he suddenly became a little worried.

I have to admit that these three copies of No. 2 are really terrifying.

These three clones are too terrifying, and ordinary capable people can't fight them at all.

Each of them possesses a power that can threaten them, surpassing the spiritual lord.

Although in essence, as duplicates, they are unbalanced and have strong weaknesses, but with the cooperation of **** embryos, they can hardly be killed.

Although the abilities of the people in the club are good, how can they fight against such terrible abilities?

After realizing this problem, even he felt a little tangled in his heart. .

I want to get help, but I don’t want to see the members of this group of clubs rush over to die...

Then in this tangled mood, he suddenly noticed something.

There seemed to be a faint commotion underneath. Some people pushed and yelled, and some even shouted with loud speakers.

At this time, he was fully fighting against the three No. 2 clones, and he had no time to distract himself to listen to what they were saying. It just feels that the atmosphere over there seems to have gradually changed, and there is a kind of positive, enthusiastic and even surging spiritual power rising.

"Hula..."

The next moment, suddenly countless mental powers burst out, rushing towards the stadium like a flood.

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"I ran over the train from thousands of miles away, not to make people kick the crotch in a circle..."

The first thing Lu Xin saw was a thin figure.

Thin, stabbed and painted tiger, it is the member of the club, Lao Wang, running towards this side with a horoscope. Although it seems that his speed is not fast, let alone the spider system, it seems a bit slower than ordinary people, but he just rushes to the same astonishing aura.

The place where he rushed was suddenly the Hell Legion that was rushing toward him like a torrent of torrents.

In contrast, Pharaoh is like giving heads to the Hell Legion...

"Boom..."

What contrasted sharply with this sense of sight was Lao Wang's punch.

When he rushed to the front of the Hell Legion, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand and punched it out.

This punch doesn't seem to have much strength.

It's basically the same as the old man doing Tai Chi in the park.

But this fist was thrown, and the effect was extremely astonishing. The Hell Legion that was rushing forward was instantly swept away by an incomparable spiritual force. Pieces of black silhouettes were wiped out, and they stood in front of the old king. , There is a gap of tens of meters.

The Hell Legion was cut off, and the pressure on her body suddenly became much less.

Shadow raised his hand and wiped out the black mental body in front of him, and he immediately lost a third of his pressure.

Lu Xin also breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly looked down.

I saw that the Hell Legion had been cut off by Pharaoh, and the billowing black spirit rushed towards him, but Pharaoh kept swinging his eight punches, punches and kicks, without much strength, but it drew a powerful and terrifying spirit. Power, completely dissolving the pieces of black mental body, actually relying on his own power to forcibly block the attack of a second replica.

"What is this ability?"

Lu Xin couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene.

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"Crazy...the self-confidence of a madman..."

At the same time, the scalpel on the stretcher said a word of nonsense.

Xia Chongjing's pupils were shrinking slightly, and even she had never expected that Old Wang was so terrible.

"The Madman..."

After being reminded by the scalpel, she quickly realized the horror of this guy who left the nightmare of the gods with herself.

Madman is a kind of ability that thinks oneself is strong, but also makes others think that one is strong.

He plays two roles. On the one hand, the stronger his confidence, the stronger his spiritual strength.

On the one hand, it affects others and makes them feel strong.

The fear of the Hell Legion is that it is immune to pollution, and it has an endless number and tide of offensive.

People of normal ability are almost completely unable to fight, but Pharaoh has shown excellent results.

Because the attack of the madman system, in the final analysis, is an attack of mental power.

He wiped out some of the Hell Legion members in front, which gave him a strong self-confidence. This confidence gave him a stronger spiritual power, and he could destroy the next wave of stronger Hell Legion. By analogy, superimposed on...

Simply put, this guy can almost be regarded as the nemesis of the Hell Legion.

Many people in the club were forced into the nightmare of the gods.

Only Pharaoh, he never encountered the Hell Legion.

He entered because of other things polluting the sleeping residents of Tinder City...

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"There is no task at all, don't listen to him nonsense..."

"We really help for justice..."

On the other side, Dracula drove the convertible and directly led his army forward.

Shouting while rushing.

Pulling the gear and stepping on the accelerator, the jeep jumped up high when passing a broken road and slammed into the surrounding wall, waiting for an opportunity to deal with a replica of Lu Xin. , The sturdy front of the car almost squashed the number two directly, but the next moment, countless blood vessels and muscle tissues rolled towards her like fine silk threads.

But the next moment, the Draculas who followed her charge over immediately drowned this second replica.

Shit la la la...

The blood vessels on the second body flew up and pierced into their bodies in an instant.

Almost at the moment the blood vessel penetrated, their appearance had already begun to change, and Dracula's traces were disappearing.

However, these Draculas didn’t mean to stop at all, nor did they try to resist. They just swarmed in, and after flooding the number two, they left immediately, no matter how many blood vessels they had on them, and how many they were cut off. Spiritual imprint.

The people in front fled, and the people behind swarmed up again.

It actually meant a kind of Hell Legion, washing away the replica of the No.2.

Under this circumstance, the second replica was also in a rush, and the blood vessels on his body became less and less.

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"Spirit...core..."

The scalpel was lying on the stretcher, his eyes lighted slightly, and he was chatting hard with the people next to him.

Xia Chong was reminded by him, and his heart instantly brightened.

Dracula dealt with the bloodshot monster not because she was strong enough, but because she took advantage of the loophole.

Although the bloodshot monster has strong abilities, it is in an extremely unstable state. Dracula controls the "zombies" around him to rush towards him, but he does not love to fight. Every zombie is affected by the bloodshot monster, but there is no Leave before thoroughly contaminating.

Time is slow, all Dracula's people will become part of the monster's body.

But when time is stuck, it will pull the vassal people around the monster little by little, weakening his strength.

This is equivalent to the same two hands holding the hot potato and constantly switching.

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"The rest is not important, but I am really interested in your ability to change reality..."

On the other side, a group of people rushed straight towards the thirty-story building.

They have weird expressions, and they don't even look at the road when they are running.

Just staring at the top of the building, looking at the number two standing on the edge of the building with a glass in his hand.

The red snake whispered and sizzled in his ears, constantly pouring certain thoughts into their minds.

The number two reacted quickly and noticed the arrival of these people.

In his eyes, these people didn't even exist, only a big snake wandering in the spiritual world of these people.

With no expression on his face, he gently stroked the apple in his hand, and the apple turned into a cup.

Wow...

The people who rushed to the tall buildings fell suddenly.

They suddenly discovered that they had fallen into a huge space with countless glass cups.

There are glasses on the top, bottom, left, and right, and I completely bury myself in it.

"Apple or glass?"

"He said it was a glass, is it a glass?"

"What if this is an Apple?"

"..."

But in this chaotic mood, a hissing sound came into my mind, and he kept persuading and talking.

The craziness in these people's eyes became more intense, they suddenly grabbed the glass cup and pushed it into their mouths forcefully.

Their eyes were fierce, feverish, and they chewed.

As if it was not a glass, but an apple.

Creak creak...

The sharp fragments cut through their tongues, throat, esophagus, and even their stomachs, but they became more and more enthusiastic and excited, grabbing the glass next to them and stuffing them into their mouths. , Biting into the imaginary apple.

It was a crazy and very impactful picture.

Looking at this scene, the copy of No. 2 on the top of the building gradually lost its expression.

He suddenly didn't understand, is it a glass or an apple?

When he had this suspicion, the glass in his hand began to quickly switch between the apple and the cup.

When switching to the extreme, a crack suddenly appeared in the cup.

A crack appeared in his body, and blood quickly penetrated from it.

His simple thinking seems to be unable to process this kind of information.

If you turn an apple into a drinking glass, but the other person eats it like an apple, what is that?

"Sure enough..."

And in the spiritual world of this group of people, Hydra looked at the replica No. 2 on the roof faintly, and a slight smile appeared in the eyes of the snake: "The ability to change reality is not so controllable. It wants to change others. The perception in your eyes is to deceive yourself first, but if others still insist on following the wrong path when they are deceived, it will have an impact on those who change reality..."

"Did you lie to them, or did they lie to you?"

"When the paradox appears, this kind of power to change reality will be the first to bite you..."

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"How did you do it?"

Around the stadium, there were countless figures rushing into chaos in an instant, mental powers intertwined in chaos, Xia Chong’s abilities can be seen, and some of the abilities can no longer be analyzed. At this moment, her heart is just full of another kind. Confuse…

Can't help turning around and looking at the scalpel.

How to persuade just now, UU reading www. The arrogant and powerful group of uukanshu.com was unmoved.

Why are you rushing up now because of a word from him?

At this time, there were faint sounds of vehicles crashing from the surrounding streets, and the shouting of armed men one after another. On the buildings everywhere, you can also see a large number of dark shadows, which are quickly clinging to them. , Approaching the stadium. The remaining forces of all parties in the Tinder City have reacted and are quickly concentrating in the direction of the stadium and blocking them.

It seems that the crisis has not been resolved...

The scalpel retracted his eyes and gently pulled the corner of Xia Chong's skirt. When Xia Chong came over his ears, he heard a weak sentence:

"This world is saved by you, Captain Xia Chong..."

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"Huh!"

Xia Chong's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and even if there were thousands of soldiers on the opposite side, he dared to rush forward.