Global Gods of Oriental Mythology MOD

　　 [Record]: There is a request from God Realm to connect to your God Realm, God Realm remarks [Tang Zhiyuan, principal of the 11th Middle School], accept it.

　　 [Record]: Index database, the current God's Domain is of medium power, and the real name of the Federation: Tang Zhiyuan.

　　 "Accept!"

　　 [Record]: The God Domain link channel will be opened in ten minutes.

　　 [Record]: During this period, you can close the channel of God's Domain at any time, beware of criminals!

　　 After Lu Yan brushed the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, such a reminder appeared before his eyes.

　　Today's Zangjing Pavilion only published a secret book, and it was a sword technique.

　　 In the realm of God, all the main battle races have received oracles.

　　 Red-crowned crane gas refiners, rushed to the ice field.

　　 Plain is his main development base in the future.

　　 Naturally, it cannot be damaged.

After 　　, God's Domain channels can be placed on the ice sheet.

　　 Even if it was really broken, he didn't feel distressed.

　　 "So, in the future, do you want to find some formations, or treasures that enhance the ice and snow environment?" Lu Yan felt it and thought.

　　 It takes more than two days to convert to God's Domain in ten minutes.

　　 For such a long time, Lu Yan's God Realm race had already prepared.

　　 The space is like broken porcelain with cracks.

　　 A dark passage appeared on the ice field.

　　 Lu Yan's race is waiting for it.

　　 Fifty meters away from the most divine realm passage, there are the Snow Bear Refiners, and behind them are the Stark Fishmonger Refiners.

　　 There are groups of red-crowned cranes flying in the sky.

　　 is accompanied by the opening of the space channel.

　　 A group of spearmen wearing armor with strange symbols painted on them.

　　 stepped neatly and gradually walked out of the space channel.

　　 The three-meter long spear exudes a sharp cold light.

　　 "For the glory of my god, for the Lance Empire!" The magic pikemen shouted as they walked out of the space channel!

　　 But at that moment.

　　 Stark murloc refiners have started!

　　 The Taoism of the first batch of murlocs is at least six years, and the most is eight years.

　　 Eight hundred points of aura, plus Hui Ling Pill (speed), enough for them to squander!

　　 "Although my magic spearmen are only Tier 1, their armors are carved with magic symbols, which not only reduces the weight of the armor, but also has at least five layers of power increase!"

　　 "Moreover, if you directly activate the magic symbol, you will also get a magic shield, which can withstand a lethal attack within the third tier."

　　 "Even if there is only one magic pikeman and no more than ten Tier 1 races besiege, they will not fail at all!"

　　 "Don't look at my Tier 1 magic pikemen, there are only 8,000, but they are enough to defeat Tier 1 races of more than 50,000 in frontal combat!" Tang Zhiyuan triumphantly introduced in his own God Realm.

　　 Liu Xiyue's eyes suddenly brightened.

　　 "It sounds like this magic spearman seems to be very powerful?" Liu Xiyue's heart suddenly ignited hope.

　　 "It doesn't seem to be, it must be amazing!" Liu Zaiyuan corrected.

　　 "The first-order magic spearmen of the eighty-thousandth order defeated the fourth-order and third-order centaur in frontal combat. Because the power of magic is too powerful." Liu Zaiyuan added.

　　Before the middle-level races, it was difficult for the low-level races to master the ability to cast spells.

　　 No, in other words, it is impossible to master the ability to cast spells.

　　Since they can't master the ability to cast spells themselves, then create components that can cast spells for them!

　　 is equivalent to a previous life. It is impossible for humans to fly by their own power, so make airplanes!

　　 This is the power of the construct race.

　　 By virtue of the construction, they accomplish things that are impossible for them.

　　 "It's starting! The magic spearman has entered Lu Yan's God Realm!" Tang Zhiyuan reminded.

　　 Liu Zaiyuan and Liu Xiyue also looked over quickly.

　　 After entering Lu Yan's God Realm in the first row of Magic Spearmen, he immediately launched an assault.

　　 But just that moment.

　　 One by one psychic bullets dragged the white tail flames and crashed into the array of magic pikemen.

　　 Suddenly, the five hundred magic pikemen who had just rushed out of the realm of God, a group of people turned on their backs.

　　 didn't even open the magic shield.

　　 The first batch of magic pikemen are completely destroyed!

　　 Tang Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.

"what is this!"

　　 Liu Zaiyuan said embarrassingly on the side, "Lu Yan's natural race seems to be a long-range spellcasting race. But it doesn't matter, he has a small number of spellcasting races, including the flying race, it's only more than three thousand."

　　 "As long as there are enough, they can use up their magic!"

　　 In the realm of God, Lu Yan looked in surprise.

　　 originally thought it was a bit troublesome.

　　 But it's just the Stark murlocs. In one round of bombardment, all these five hundred spearmen were wiped out?

　　 Just now, each fish monster spent two hundred spiritual powers and fired two spiritual power bullets at the same time.

　　 But under the action of Ling Hui Pill (speed), within two seconds, one hundred spiritual power has been restored.

　　 In the passage of God's Domain, a group of magic spearmen re-emerged.

　　 With the lessons learned, after they walked out of the passage of God's Domain, they immediately used the magic shield.

　　 A circle of pure white shields, staring, blocking their front.

　　 For the fish monsters, it is indeed a bit troublesome.

　　 It takes one psychic bullet to break the shield, and the second one to kill these magic pikemen.

　　 But it’s okay.

　　Because of the psychic bullet, it doesn't explode at the first touch.

　　 It is penetrating!

　　 After the first psychic bullet killed the magic spearman, it still did not disappear, and only gradually dissipated after crashing into the magic shield behind.

　　 The two hundred Stark fish monster refiners are like fortresses bursting with flames.

　　 Uninterrupted firing of psychic bullets!

　　The white tail flame, like a cannonball, fell on the camp of the magic pikemen!

　　 They have a spiritual power reserve of up to eight hundred!

　　 In addition, a recovery pill that restores one hundred spiritual power every two seconds.

　　 Reaping the lives of these magic pikemen like a **** of death!

　　 Tang Zhiyuan is going crazy!

　　 "Isn't it said that these spellcasting races don't have much mana reserves!"

　　 "What the **** is going on!" Watching the first-order magic pikemen keep falling to the ground. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 These are constructed races!

　　 Although these spearmen themselves can be trained at any time.

　　 But those armors that depict magic symbols are not cheap.

　　 "Look, their spells have begun to appear and stop!" Liu Zaiyuan said quickly when his eyes lit up.

　　 Tang Zhiyuan looked over.

　　 Two hundred Stark fish monsters, some of them, after firing the psychic bullet, paused for a second before restarting the spell.

　　Return to the spirit pill, after all, it only recovers one hundred spiritual power every two seconds.

　　 instead of every second.

　　 There was a one-second fault in the middle.

　　 If the offensive of the charge is not fierce, you can't see it at all.

　　 However, eight thousand magic spearmen charged like a tide.

　　 is the fault of this second, magic spearmen, at the cost of human lives.

　　 directly pushed the front line ten yards!

　　 The attack range of the Stark Fishmonger Refiners is only 100 yards.

　　 Although it can consume more spiritual power and increase the attack distance.

　　 But an attack distance of one hundred yards consumes one hundred spiritual power.

　　 or an attack distance of 120 yards, it consumes two hundred spiritual power.

　　 There is no choice between the two.

　　 As long as they are advancing for ninety yards and the Magic Spearmen get close behind them, they are done!

　　 "This firepower is really terrifying!" Tang Zhiyuan exclaimed, "but the total amount of magic power is your weakness! You are done!"

　　 Lu Yan can also see it naturally.

　　 But...

　　 There was a smile on his face, "Have you forgotten, I still have three thousand red-crowned cranes who haven't moved out!"