Lord of the Low Version System

"Dirty bastard, really thought you could call me a drink?"

The blood-stained wizard looked stern, his eyes were fierce, and his words were full of resentment.

"We cooperate with the Caucasus tribe, but to kill the souls and collect the corpses, not to serve you as slaves."

"On the contrary, you are just a herd that has been driven out for food and trampled on all the rules for us."

"It's ridiculous, do you really think you can build a state and be a man?"

"You can't wash away the butcher's infamy of civilization destroyers forever and ever, and sooner or later will be wiped out with the union of humanity in the civilized world."

"Stupid!"

The blood-stained robe sneer lifted the skull wand, as if an executioner.

The leader of the white wolf tribe is eager to crack, but the Caucasian dog is extremely powerful, especially after turning into an undead creature, he does not know the pain at all, and his muscle strength reaches its limit.

The blood-stained robe wizard added a few more states. He was ten to seventy-eight in strength, and his two claws pressed against his shoulder blades, so that he couldn't move.

"Rest assured, I will lightly. After all, you will be my 我 in a while, I still need your face to control the white wolf tribe."

The Skull Staff was held high, but at this time, a figure covered by a gray cloak flew over the fog of death beside.

Fire flames shot, and a dark blue sickle of death appeared out of thin air.

"Here! Beheading!"

Eve's words did not fall, the death sickle had cut the throat protector of the wizard's neck, and the hot flame ignited his clothes and hair.

But the next moment, the wizard's figure moved horizontally, and at the same time his wrist turned, and the skull wand was heavy on the sickle.

Ive had to chase after him. A black saber samurai appeared, his green eyes staring at Eve, without a word, he was a charge with a sword.

Ive stepped on a small broken step to avoid the epic warrior's onslaught path. Once the wrist turned, the death sickle cut off the white dog's broken head.

The leader of the white wolf tribe rolled up, with a sword in his hand, and severely chopped the crotch of the saber.

The steel crotch of cymbals fired a spark, making a sharp, metallic sound of friction.

The swords collided, and both sides backed away at the same time.

The epee samurai growled and roared, and the hatred instantly shifted to the leader of the white wolf.

这 But at this time, a beheading came from behind.

The flames flashed and the epee warrior's charge stopped abruptly.

The headless warrior who lost his soul and strength fell to the ground with his sword on his knees.

Ive glanced at the leader of the White Wolf tribe, and looked around his neck, as if thinking about the angle of the knife.

"You fight against the undead wizard, you are not heresy; you believe in white wolves, and white wolves have saved my life, and you are not a heretic. You are not my enemy."

He said, Ive raised his hand and struck a ball of flame, and the body of the headless warrior instantly turned into a torch, which was instantly burnt to ashes.

He waited for the flames to dissipate, and Eve pulled up her hood, covering the small and cute cat's ears on her head, and then fell into the mist of death.

The leader of the White Wolf tribe scratched his head and thought about the lack of thought. He didn't remember his injury until the thigh was hurting.

He took off his pants and grabbed a dog's brain with his hand and wiped it on the thigh wound. This is the heirloom recipe of the Caucasian, which can treat rabies.

At this time, Eve went back.

"If you become heterosexual someday, I will burn you to ashes!"

Ive was surprised for a few seconds when he saw the leader of the White Wolf tribe wearing only shame shorts, and then looked at the white greasy hands and thighs.

"So fast? It looks like you can only like men in your life. Well, I won't burn homosexuals."

The leader of the White Wolf tribe was even more wondering.

"Who can tell me what the **** is going on? What about the pussy?"

Uh ...

In the cracks of the maggot, not only the trolling undead creatures, but also the gray and black death fog.

Although there were tens of thousands of Caucasians, they were divided by the thick fog, and they all fought independently.

I lost the command of the leader, and all the Caucasians became headless flies, not knowing who they should be with and who they should fight with.

Armor: Whoever threatens me! Just fly in the sky.

B: Whoever I hit! Why, I'm alone.

Wu Bing: Whoever fights the leader, I fight who! Alas, why are you naked? What's wrong with your dog? Oh no no, I didn't see anything.

Jun Ding: Who killed the leader's dog? Come out and challenge me!

Wu E: The dog leader is dead? Oh no, the leader's dog is dead?

中 In the mist of death, the wizard in the blood robe was afraid to slap out the flame on his neck. If it wasn't for a few seconds while the bone guard throat blocked it, he might have been beheaded.

As a magician, I am most afraid of the warriors who are not fighting hard, but the archers hiding in the distance and the assassins hiding in the shadows.

No one can be tense at all times, any moment of slackness will lead to fatal assassination.

There are countless genius magicians who have fallen in the hands of assassins and archers in history, and the Blood Robe Wizard does not want to be one of them.

So, he waved his skull wand, summoned a few undead wearing rags, and immediately took off his scarlet robe and put on a sloppy shirt.

The second crack has never been closed, because there are too many fresh flesh and souls on the battlefield. After the crack, countless undead creatures scrambled to figure it out.

Even if the necromancers want to close the cracks, they have to waste their hands and feet ~ www.readwn.com ~ Undead creatures start to attack the Caucasian cavalry. This is not only the will of the necromancers but also their own instinct.

After all, the barbarians are either in the sky or in the iron castle. The only thing the undead creatures can touch is the Caucasian cavalry.

Caucasian dog cavalry is not easy to deal with, the backhand is dry.

The two wolf gods were also doing the catching of the bone dragon, and the two behemoths shook the mountains, not knowing how many undead creatures and Caucasian dog cavalry were affected.

The barbarians in the Iron Fortress were excitedly howling, but they could only hold on to the walls and use crossbow hunting to kill cross-border undead creatures and Caucasian dog cavalry.

Wu Feilong targeted killing flying undead creatures, especially those gargoyles.

Eve is like a ghost walking through the battlefield, relying on the increase in the audition of the cat girl helmet, looking for the shadow of the undead wizard.

Everyone has their own business, but Tamil has become the most leisurely person.

Or the most boring person.

He also wanted to continue fighting, but the guards formed a wall of people, and they would not give way if they were killed.

After I became a king, Tamil could no longer kill himself with blood and blood as before.

"Look!"

Tamil punched with a hate on the console, so there was another fist print beside the palm print.

"Well, it seems like I just hit a switch ..."