Doomsday Wonderland

After going on the road for a while, Lin Sanjiu discovered the jujube--the **** of brown lips, and it was a bit hard to mix.

He has no territory, no fallen species as a soldier, only a part of the gods who do not know how to come, hidden in a place where he would not tell Lin San wine anyway - from his body type, the number of people who want to come is not too many. Generally speaking, the sneak attack on the other gods has not been successful for seven or eight times in ten times; in the remaining two or three times, the sneaked **** is angry, but will turn his head and chase him. All the way.

Just when he was going to change his tactics and grab a "meat man" to give him a statue of the god, the meat man showed a surprising ability - this time, the addition of the tree to the Lin San wine is full. look forward to.

"This world is so unfair," he explained gloomyly to Lin San. "A powerful **** can easily become stronger, and we have low relative strength. It is very hard to be stronger." ""

It seems that there is a Matthew effect in the love of God... Lin San wine is cranky.

"Right, don't you have the ability to speak with words?" she asked on the shoulder of the date. "It is impossible for every **** to know what your abilities are... you find someone who doesn't know you." God used it once, isn’t it?”

"If it is so simple, I have long been the only true **** in this world. It is a broken ability, can only be used for gods whose level of divine power is 9 or lower, or for people other than God and ants." I have tried to keep my voice down, but Lin San can still hear the snoring of his vocal cords.

"What level are you?"

The jujube refused to answer this question, but turned his head and said: "...you saw the three gods before? A dozen or so small shrimps, want to go up one liter, no matter what the mess, you have to try one. Try it, but it will be difficult to succeed... So, if you can take all the homes of that false **** in one fell swoop, you can see your ability."

Lin San wine swallowed a slobber. "You...what do you describe that **** again?"

The jujube squirted a long gas from the nostrils, indicating his dissatisfaction. "I said it last time, you remember it! The pseudo-god is an old man, the nose is very long. He is probably the level of more than 20 levels of divine power, collecting three or four abilities, all better than me, count him Good luck. The territory is not big, there are not many fallen species, it is a hundred..."

In this way, the capacity of the jujube should not exceed 30. Lin San wine sighed in his heart and did not know how to fight against a **** of more than 20 levels.

She once mentioned the date to her, and her missing friend is a very intelligent person. If he finds him first, it is not difficult to attack anyone. However, the date is not stupid, and she refuses her in one bite: Who knows how long it takes to find him? I just look for it? If you can, you can't fall into the action of attacking the false god."

It is more difficult to bargain for Lin Sanjiu, and the jujubes have indeed committed to their own part.

Along the way, they passed through a lot of places where the "land of God" is said to have existed. He has not done anything, just moving toward the nearest desert; and the vastness of the world of God's love has gone far beyond Lin Sanjiu. Imagine that even in the form of God's body, it took them nearly two weeks of effort to finally see the blurry sand and dust in the distance.

After such a long time, Ji Shanqing must have gone far. Even if she didn't consider this, Lin Sanji couldn't help but feel the deep disappointment in her heart. She only glanced at it, and she saw it: it was not the desert where she and the gift bag were separated.

It is also a desert, but it is full of large and small, endless sand dunes, covered with circles and circles of dark sand, and the sparse bushes and shrubs are found in layers of sand rings. Cactus... Although it is only a piece of earthy yellow and dark green in the field of vision, it is much more lively than another desert.

Although there is no trace of the package, the agreement is the agreement. The jujube is very persistent on this point, saying that you have to lay down the territory of the **** here and go.

"When I have taken all the statues of this false god, my power will increase a little. It will be much faster to find the next desert." In addition to the broken spirits, the jujube seems to be There is also the ability to integrate himself into the surrounding environment; he once again frogs down, staring at the desert ahead, and speaking to Lin Sanji with his anger.

They spent the whole afternoon, and the sand dunes in front of them were still dead. In addition to the dust that was raised when the wind blew, the strange plants that were like a ball rolled out lightly, and there was no glimpse of a figure.

Lin Sanjiu hardened his scalp and waited until night fell.

In the desert at night, the air suddenly cooled down, and there was no warning in the cold—just like someone suddenly turned down the air conditioner, and she had already sneezed a sneeze before Lin Sanji reacted.

"You don't say anything!" The jujube immediately trained her with a sigh of relief - a burst of stinking wind from his mouth, and the low bushes swaying around the two people.

Looking at the bushes subconsciously, it was at this moment that Lin San jumped up from his shoulders.

"Below," she whispered, her eyes fixed on the roots of the bushes - the desert that had been piled up in a loop, suddenly flowing around in a circle, faster and faster, as if It is the same to swallow all the people who dare to stand in the sand. Looking again, every sand dune is flowing, like a sand gyro.

The jujube was shocked and found that his feet had been quickly buried by the sand; he was busy getting up, but before he could stand up completely, the sands in the vicinity had already revealed a hollow in the center, showing the bottom. The depth of the black scorpion is deep, like the earth has opened a mouth.

One person and one **** retired a few steps and found that the speed of the quicksand gradually slowed down, as if to expose the hollow below.

"This... what is this?" Lin San said with a drink. The jujube responded briefly, "This is one of the abilities of the false god," and once again hid his figure.

Slowly, a little bit of blurred meat shadows were found one after another from the underground cavity. Like the fear of the outside world, these shadows trembled and hesitantly climbed out, revealing their dry, bloodless skin and a weary and numb face in the dim moonlight.

It’s a meat man!

Lin Sanshui’s thoughts only floated up, and then he saw the jujube and “ha” sighed out, as if excited to suppress a long brown tongue, and shook it back in the air, but Resist the no action.

Unlike the flesh-man in the mother god, the meat of this group of people is pale and scary, as if they are not seen in the sun all the year round, and the skinny ribs are also clearly defined from the back, so I am sorry for the name of the meat man. . Their hairs were almost detached, leaving a sparse cluster of plaques on a white paper-like scalp—no one was wearing clothes, but almost no men or women.

"The old **** you said, originally hid his territory under the desert..." Lin San wine whispered, "but why are these meat people coming out? How do you care about the fallen seeds?"

She did not expect that the answer to this question would soon climb out of the underground cavity. When the meat people came out, after a while, they began to reveal one head after another, but the odd-shaped head - the fallen species that followed.

It seems that they used the meat man as an animal to explore the road, and they drove out from the bottom of the quicksand; probably, the outside was calm and calm, and the fallen seeds were finally relieved, and they came out like a group of locusts. Look at the scalp and numb.

Lin Sanjiu was wondering, and when he turned around, he was just facing a huge pair of black holes that were generally dull.

"What are you still doing here?" With the low sound of the jujube, the hurricane blew through the Lin San wine, and there was a burst of dust behind her. "Let's ask and find out what's going on."

It seems that he is afraid that this is a trap set by an old man.

After all, in the love of God, the flesh and the fallen species belong to precious materials: the role of the meat man does not have to be mentioned, which directly determines how many gods a **** can possess; and the fallen species is also indispensable for the maintenance of the territory. - They can go around to collect the image material, guard the territory, search for the evolutionary, and create more fallen species... Like now, it is really abnormal to put such precious resources out of the way.

But when Lin Sanjiu fell on the sand and just walked over the underground cavity, he saw a long, pointed, anteater-like long head on a sand dune in front; followed by the fallen Kind of a mouth, suddenly split into a flat two halves: "God, the only true God! I feel your existence, please accept your wandering people!"

Lin San wine glimpses, and then look back, the jujube still does not show up - he does have the ability to resemble a chameleon: the sky is empty, there is only a piece of sand and clumps of plants, so no one can see it here. There is actually a god.

"The false **** we used to serve was killed by another false god, but another false **** did not know why it didn't stop. It only left us... It is our honour to meet the only true God."

When Lin Sansuo slipped into an underground cavity, the pointed tip fell and the sharp voice reverberated far below the night sky.