My Virtual Kingdom of God

Over Penglai Island.

The Dark Council and their party are hidden in the clouds.

"Master, Jensen, they are just two of them. Can you lead the monks on the island?"

"Yes," said the Speaker of the Dark Assembly for a moment, and slowly said, "With the pride of the monks in China, some people dare to cause trouble under their eyes, and they will be furious.

The Speaker of the Dark Assembly did a good job. When Li Zhouji received news that a foreign monk was making disturbances in Linghai City, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Look for death! Look for death!"

Lilinghai is not only the place where he went to college, but also his hometown.

Now it is equivalent to someone invading his hometown. Don't say he is a monk. With his character, even if he is a scholar with no chickens, he will rush to the other side to fight hard.

舟 Li Zhouji stood up in the sky. He stood high above Penglai Island and yelled, "Someone invaded Linghai City. Don't be afraid of death, follow me!"

I finished talking, and flew towards Linghai City in my light.

Li Zhouji's words just came to an end, and all of them rose to the sky and flew towards Linghai City.

Although monks are seeking the truth and indifferent to fame and fortune, after all they became monks shortly, after all, they are not the kind of old monsters who have cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years and have no family feelings.

They are monks, even young people full of blood.

Altitude.

When the chairman of the Darkness Council saw Li Zhouji and others like Guangguang flying away, the big stone in his heart finally fell.

"Eighty-nine!"

Hit him softly.

A total of eighty-nine people have just gone to support Linghai City. In other words, there are currently only twenty gas refiners on the island.

And they have more than a hundred people.

With a combat ratio of 25 to 1, the Speaker of the Dark Assembly did not think they had any reason to lose.

"The bureau has been so long so that the outside world mistakenly believes that we are for the secular government, but it is actually the spiritual stone of the reserve of Chong Penglai.

Now it's finally time to harvest, kill! "

The Dark Speaker waved.

The foreign monk hiding in the clouds immediately flew towards Penglai Island.

I don't blame the Dark Council for taking risks, they are really lacking in spirit stones.

In the flood, the Chinese players held a group again.

Xi usually grabs the spirit stone, kills foreign monks first, and then competes, making them want to acquire the spirit stone resources, which is many times more difficult than ordinary Chinese players.

Penglai Island is a drop-shaped artificial island.

The whole island was shrouded in a gathering of spirits.

Everywhere, the light landed on the island.

A monk who stayed on Penglai Island burst into drink: "Who are you? How dare you break into the headquarters of the extraordinary association!"

"kill him!"

The speaker of the dark parliament reached out.

A group of foreign monks rushed towards each other immediately.

"you......"

The monk Huaguo was overwhelmed by a spell and died before he could speak.

The speaker of the dark parliament walks on Penglai Island, like no one.

Beside him, the sound of killing and roar kept ringing, but he turned a blind eye.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a forged late monk's neck, and said coldly, "Say, where is the spirit stone of Penglai Island stored?"

"Woohoo ..."

Seeing that the person in front of him was choked by his throat and speechless, the Speaker of the Dark Assembly set him down.

"Oh! Go to death!"

The forged monk tore the air with a punch and waved at him.

This powerful punch, but hit the body of the dark parliament's body Qi, this late forging body monk was directly flew out, spit blood on the ground.

"The bones are really hard!"

He said, trembling with strength, broke through the other's heart.

At this time, a foreign monk flew over, and Huihui reported: "Sir, the Speaker, has found the storage place of Lingshi."

Wu Wenyan said, the speaker of the dark parliament rejoiced: "Leave some people to block the gas monk on the island, and the rest, move the spirit stone with me!"

When I heard the words "moving the spirit stone", the foreign monk was ecstatic and responded, "Yes, Lord Speaker!"

Uh ...

Lilinghai City.

Tang Tuanrou was in a crowded crowd, like a flat boat in the sea. He could not control his body at all, but could only be continuously pushed by the crowd.

From time to time, there were wailings from the masses who were trampled to the ground.

This wailing sound both tortured her and reminded her that she must not fall, otherwise, in this crowd of people, she would only be trampled to death.

"啾啾!"

Bai Linger in his arms screamed in horror.

Its illusion does not work at all in such a crowded environment, and its hastily can only bring greater chaos.

"Are we going to die today?"

Tang Tangrou softly shed tears.

"啾啾."

Bai Linger was too anxious, but could not do anything. It couldn't help thinking at the moment, if it had the strength of a master.

At this moment, in front of the monk on the rooftop, there was another orange fireball condensing.

The special policeman downstairs couldn't control the training order and shot directly at the opponent, but the bullets hit the opponent's bodyguard and lost their motivation and fell down.

To no avail ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Despair is in everyone's eyes.

"啾!"

Bai Linger screamed.

Suddenly.

The orange fireball in front of Jensen shook and dissipated.

After being bitten by the spell, Jensen turned pale.

"what happened?"

Seeing that his companion was back bitten by the technique, Kevin immediately became nervous: "Is the monk Hua Guo here?"

"No."

Jensen shook his head.

Just now he was hit with a spirit.

This method of hitting souls is really not a means of attack, it can only be said to be a means of killing one hundred enemies and self-injuring one thousand.

But Jensen's fireball is about to be exhibited. Bai Linger has no other means of attack except for striking with a soul.

As for illusion, it is okay to deal with ordinary people, and it has no effect on gas monks.

In the final analysis, Bai Linger's illusions are too low-level, not even a first-order technique, but can only be described as a trick.

"Got you."

Jensen locked his eyes on Tang Maorou, and then he swept away.

Ordinary people?

Jensen frowned, but her face changed when she realized that Bai Ling was in her arms.

"What is this? Is it a monster?"

He had never seen an animal with such a strong spirit, but it was not inferior to him.

I thought of this, could not help but be vigilant.

At this moment, all the light came over from far and near.

舟 Li Zhouji and others arrived.