Lord of the Low Version System

Buzz buzz!

Fifth gear electric fan is on.

Xi Xitong held the long stick and inserted the top round head a little into the crack.

The creatures of Wuxianzonggu immediately heard the buzzing sound as if the waves would never stop.

Many savages covered their ears in pain, because the dense vibrations of the air made their ears itchy and unbearable.

Barbarians who haven't cleaned their ears for decades have felt that there are large chunks of things creeping out of their ears.

Then, they covered their ears in horror and closed their mouths, lest their brains would be shaken.

The barbarians raised their heads in disbelief, looking at the dark cracks in the sky that seemed to be the doomsday patio.

The epidural meningeal sounds came from there.

A thing as big as the Fury Castle emerged from the darkness.

It's black all over, with steel ribs, and a raised godline Haier in the middle. Vaguely see the portraits of the child of the light and the dark child.

Oh my god!

what is this?

Why does it make a meningeal sound?

Huh Huh Huh ...

The mighty strong wind poured down from the air, and the barbarians fell on the ground like they were cutting wheat.

"Oh my God, such a strong wind! This is just the edge of Yu Wei, how terrifying it is if it is directed at us!"

快 "Look, poisonous smoke is contained, this wind helps us."

"I see, it's the system god!"

"Praise the Lord of the System!"

It's hard to think of the unfamiliar buzz of the fifth-speed electric fan.

The green dragon, the Tamil, and the mountain giants all raised their heads, staring at the black things that twitched up and down in the air.

Tamil's heart is bitter: I failed again. I wanted to drive away the wolf and take advantage of the fishermen, but I didn't expect that the system would help me clean up the mess again.

Wu Gelun's face was shocked: what a powerful artifact, is this howling wind howling recorded in myth? Sure enough horrible ... so ...

Green Dragon could not help but panic.

It consumes all its power to cast poison clouds. The clouds and mists will not disperse for three days, and the toxins will not disappear for three years. Wherever the poison clouds go, there will be no vegetation, no chickens will stay.

It only takes a few minutes for the poison cloud to form a prison, surrounded the barbarians, and then squeeze their living space a little bit.

At that time, even if Green Dragon was at the end of his life, there would be tens of thousands of savages and even more souls to bury him, becoming his ration on the road to the underworld.

However, what the poisonous cloud fears most is wind.

The green dragon could not help roaring, "How could the Bright Son and the Dark Witch join forces, and how could they understand the power of the wind. Which protoss of Haier is this!"

I squinted and watched the poisonous cloud that was pushed all the way cut off by the waist, and then the wind rolled up like a cloud, and it shattered into pieces. The dull roar of the green dragon's throat.

There was a bounce on its hind limbs, and its wings trembled, as if a green sharp arrow shot into the air, hitting the fifth-speed electric fan severely.

The green dragon is not big. If the last red dragon was a pug, then the green dragon was at most a fat pigeon, but after all, the dragon family is a dragon family. Even if the green dragon is not known for its physical body, its strength still cannot be underestimated.

Xi Xitong did not expect that Green Dragon was so rigid that it was a fifth-grade electric fan. After a few impacts, the barbed wire of the fan's casing was seriously deformed.

The rusting sound of tartar was heard from the metal shell, and then the outer frame rubbed against the fan blades.

Xi Xitong quickly pulled back with his buttocks and quickly pulled the fan head out of the crack.

Seeing the green dragon repel the artifact that released the power of the wind, the cheer of the barbarous was choked in the throat instantly.

The green dragon roared loudly, and it broke through the world.

"Humble ants, no one can save you, not even God! Roar ..."

But at this moment, the dark cracks in the sky wriggled, and the black round head just squeezed in again.

的 The green dragon who was snarling and roaring in the sky instantly felt a strong push back force. Although his wings flickered constantly, he could not help falling down.

It slammed down to fight against it, but it still couldn't stop the decline. Moreover, due to the excessive consumption, the vitality in the body was leaked more quickly.

The green dragon felt that time was short, and immediately leaned away, avoiding the back-up force from top to bottom, and slanted upward from the side to launch an impact.

Through a few collisions just now, he has figured out the details of the opponent.

Although the wind is overwhelming, but that's it. There is no attack power or defense power. After being approached, it is a **** to be slaughtered.

Just when the time comes, Green Dragon's heart is inexplicable, and then ...

Xi Xitong heard a stabbing sound, and the fan head in his hand shook violently, shaking, and resumed normal operation after a few seconds.

"Grass, sample, do you know, the better than the fifth gear electric fan is the unblocked electric fan."

"I am coming, I am coming!"

The green dragon's body was cut into pieces by high-speed rotating fan blades, and the dead can't die anymore. However, everyone heard the green dragon's bitter voice:

"I will curse this land and the souls on this land, welcome disasters and plagues, and taste the deepest pain of the soul, I am waiting for you in hell."

boom!

The green dragon's flesh and bones splashing and flying in the air exploded at the same instant, and turned into tragic green smoke, and merged into the surrounding mountains and trees, grasslands and rivers. Like concentrated sulfuric acid, all the vegetation and even the rocks are dissolved, and yellow-green smoke rises. Some small animals smell the smoke and immediately kick their legs.

Poisonous!

This is the green dragon, even if it is dead, it will be poisoned for 100 years.

This is why Tamil spread rumors and attracted other barbarian tribes to slaughter dragons.

He hopes to lead the green dragon to those big tribes, and use the green dragon to weaken their power and destroy their homes.

It is a pity that people are not as good as heaven. All disasters have been hit on their own heads. Even with the help of the main **** of the system, they still cannot escape the plague of the plague.

Xi Xitong pulled back the electric fan, but found that the fan head was not rusty, and the patent leather on the surface was mottled off, and the 4 mm thick fan blade was eroded by several holes the size of chopstick heads.

Moreover, the tragic green venom continues to erode, continuously expanding small holes.

"Very violent toxin, system, can this thing be collected?"

Seeing the tragic situation of the electric fan, Xi Tong dare not reach out to touch it.

The system answered with certainty: "Yes! Poison is also a resource."

As a result, where Xitong looked, the remnants of the electric fan were collected and captured by an invisible force, and eventually disappeared strangely.

I saw grape-sized blood cells in the system space, and Xi Tong cursed, "Too little, remove the garbage inside, and half of it is good."

Soon, soon, Tamil's head banged.

Sweeping the battlefield: I sacrificing the corpses and venom of the green dragon, and each time I sacrifices I randomly obtain 1-100 dragon slaughter coins.

Tamil moved with tears in his eyes.

"Praise the Lord of the system, praise your generosity! Even if there is no Dragon Coin, I am willing to do the task!"