Meng Taichu mistakenly regarded all the players who attacked him as companions of Doumaocao, and was shocked. How big is this force to cultivate so many powerful people?

The most important ones were all dead soldiers. Even though they knew they were defeated, they rushed forward with a little smile on their faces.

"You guys who are overestimating your abilities will pay the price for your actions!"

Meng Taichu was furious. It would not be pleasant to be brought to the body of a group of ants. She waved the weapon in her hand and shouted loudly: "Everything is everywhere!"

In an instant, thousands of trees grew and rose from the ground. The original plain formed a forest at this time, and the trees were as strong as iron and steel, and were indestructible.

Meng Taichu shook her body, her body shone with light, and it shone on every corner of the forest. The trees quickly turned into tree people.

"This is the tree man in the guild battle, it's very fierce!"

"Don't worry about him! Just rush to the end! There must be a super powerful magic weapon when you fuck the Demon King down!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

At worst, you can die, and you will be a hero again in a day. Can we continue to die, and can we still be afraid that you will be a boss?

This is a universal human sea tactic that players start to fear death after becoming stronger. Even the strongest person can kneel under this vast sea of ​​people.

However, this time they were desperate. Not to mention the Demon King, even an ordinary tree man could fight against ten thousand???

This is a fucking cheat!

Although the number of players is decreasing rapidly, it is the same as in Meng Taichu's eyes.

Two or three million players could flock to him anytime and anywhere, which made him angry again. In order not to affect his pace to Chang'an City, he raised his magic weapon: "The catastrophe is in the sky!"

The three CDs of the guild's battle reappeared, rushing straight to the clouds and nights, leaving a long column of light, constantly rotating around Dream Taichu.

Just now, that was a magical weapon that was known as a natural disaster - catastrophe!

"Meng Taichu, don't be too arrogant. Chang'an City is not a place you can mess with!"

Seeing Meng Taichu approaching Chang'an City step by step under the power of the catastrophe, she was both happy and sad.

There is a father in Chang'an City, and there is also an ancient dragon god Zhulin. Both of them feel that they are not as weak as Meng Taichu, and they can be saved.

But...what is the urinary nature of the ancient dragon god Zhulin, what if Meng Taichu swallowed alive and didn’t even have bones left?

I need the ashes of the Demon King to complete the promotion mission.

What's more, there is a father who doesn't take action, but once he takes action, he will never be wiped out?

"Hmph! The spirit of the world has died. I want to see, there is no existence in this world that I cannot provoke!"

Meng Taichu snorted coldly and said unhappy.

Who are you? The Demon King!

The strong man in this world has been around since the beginning of the creation of the world. Even the first generation of demon emperors cannot compete with him, let alone the new Human Emperor. I heard that he is still a little girl.

"If you don't put the teasing grass again, I will really let you see what you can't afford to offend!"

At this time, a sound rang from all directions, making the cat grass face suddenly feel worried. Why didn’t Zhulin come first?

"Dad is here!"

"Dad is invincible! Hurry up and fuck this guy!"

"Oh~ It's gone, it seems that I don't even have to drink soup this time."

Wearing a white dress and holding a dusk and dawn in hand. Who wouldn’t be Wang Yixuan?

And Zhulin... I'm afraid he is playing a game with the female dragon in his dream.
Chapter completed!