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Mo Ye's eyes crossed the crowd and fell on the man in the crowd with a black sportswear. The brown size was about one meter and seven meters. The appearance was so popular that no one would pay more attention to throwing it in the crowd.

This man looks no different from ordinary tourists, but a closer look reveals that his eyes are very different from those around him. There is no fear or confusion. Under the indifferent eyes of Azabu is bloodthirsty and aggressive.

This person gave Mo Ye a very dangerous feeling. It was the instinct of the battle mage when he met an opponent of considerable size. He didn’t even need to use mental power to sense, just watching Mo Ye’s spine, his spine rises in a tremor. Not fear but instinct.

Inch-headed man tilted his head to intersect with Mo Ye, raised his corner of the mouth, his ordinary face had an evil smile that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, and his dull voice with a trace of gloom. There is a saint in the college. If you don’t give it back to me, none of the people here, including everyone in the college, can leave alive.”

The man shook his hand and pointed at the tourists who pointed to unknown surroundings, and the smile on his face deepened a little, making people look panic.

The tourists around me were scared and silly, Nima, how did the style of painting suddenly change, why the tourist A who was still tepid and suddenly turned into a sinister man with a temperament, a strange and weird temperament, and the bland passerby's face The temperament with the evil charm cool tyrant is swollen, it is very conflicting!

"Leave it to you?"

"Oh, then I might consider leaving them a whole body"

In this way, if you don’t pay, you don’t have a dead body, and if you don’t give something, you have to die. Who cares about the whole body?

Amoeba, you learned the negotiation skills from the Excavator Technology College!

Mo Ye shrugged slightly and broke the mouth, "Then you should do it yourself"

Although giving or giving things is always death, Mo Ye seems to have nothing wrong to say, but it sounds so wrong.

Master, your master's style and manners, have they been eaten by bugs?

The members of the Star Alliance survey team looked at Mo Ye together. Did the Zerg find what they were looking for? If Mo Ye got it, then the council wanted to get it back much easier than grabbing it from the Zerg.

The members of the investigation team did not feel that their thoughts were taken for granted.

Mo Ye suddenly added another sentence, "Yes, what are you looking for?" The blank face seemed to know nothing.

Master Mage would not admit that she had the insect worm crystal in her hand, and she had no plans to hand it over. Whether it was the Zerg or the Star Alliance Council, Mo Ye decided to leave things to herself this time. It is enough to dedicate such a thing once.

Mo Ye has a sleepy expression on his face that has not been awake all the year round. There is no need to deliberately disguise. The true expression is enough to express it. Wait for emotions.

What can I do if it doesn't make sense?

Fight!

Mo Ye’s spiritual power covers the crowd in front of him, which is not obvious to people, and the appearance of camouflage can’t hide the completely different spiritual power fluctuations from humans.

Space cracks suddenly appeared, a black slender gap appeared in the void, and stretched across in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged woman standing not far from the inch-headed man slammed green mucus out of his mouth, not the identity of a person Obvious.

Cuntou did not care about his companions falling down one by one or even gave no extra eyes, but just stared at Mo Ye, "Don't consider my opinion?"

"No need"

When the amoeba raised his hand, a small thunderbolt with the thickness of one finger flew out. The investigation team saw him lurking with the sniper pulling the trigger. The bullets shot like streamers, one after another. The amoeba didn’t even hide. , Gently waved, what laser bullet collided with the electro-optical cloud.

The attack is invalidated.

The unprecedented pressure spread out, and the eyes of the inch-headed man almost scared the tourists present.

Fernande's face showed a dignified look, Saint-class, actually actually broke through the Saint-class high-level Zerg, this does not leave people alive?

When the thunder light emitted by the inch-headed man is about to fall on the tourist in the next second, the head of the tourist is no more than 0.2 mm away, but the amoeba man finds that his attack is blocked by an invisible barrier and then swallowed by the crack .

Mo Ye was the one to stop it.

Cuntou Xiaoxiao seems to be happier, "It's really good, the stronger you are, the more points will rise when I kill you. It's really exciting to think about it. I'm afraid that it's worth the last year's gains. The dead young human genius really excites me." The determined tone is like Mo Ye must have lost.

Mo Ye's lips were kept silent. Does the Zerg have a human-like point reward plan? It's really a prey for each other...

Chong Zijun, you think too much.

The original hostages became a crowd of people at this moment. They all knew in their hearts that Mo Ye won them and they had a chance to live. If Mo Ye lost, then they would be dead, and all life and death would hang on Mo Ye. Alone.

The teachers and students of Salander College are full of confidence in Mo Ye. Who is Mo Ye? That is the youngest holy mentor in school history, and even the youngest saint in the history of Vittoria, how can it not beat A bug.

Some of the tourists did not know who Mo Ye was, and looked at the two of them in panic, silently praying that the sister who looked not so strong would win.

The mighty saint's coercion made the crowds feel pressure, but it was terrifying to watch from afar.

Space confinement has greatly restricted the amoeba's range of activities. His face is split with sharp fangs and valgus, which is really a bull's push. As a high-level holy Zerg warrior, Thunder has extremely powerful combat capabilities. There are as many as nine kinds of mimicry changes alone, combined with the fighting skills of nine different powerful creatures, and the entire biological version of Transformers, whatever you want to change, is so capricious.

Compared to the two amoeba thunders before choosing mimics, they are obviously more thoughtful. The distribution of offense and defense is very reasonable. It almost makes people see no weakness. The defense is solid and the attack is like a broken bamboo.

Cuntou's lower body can no longer see the human form, and eight spider-like legs have grown from the lower abdomen. The two claws are four meters long. Each leg has a hard barb.

The spider's legs turned back to Mo Ye, the tail tipped up, and as the thunder moved quickly, a huge spider web was woven out to cover everyone.

The juice continuously secreted from the tail of the thunderstorm immediately solidifies into spider silk when it encounters air, with strong adhesion. Even a little bit is enough to bind thousands of kilograms of objects. Physical attacks are almost in front of these spider silk. Completely invalid.

The space split blade descended from the sky, the black crack was like a big mouth that was going to divide the thunder into two places, but the thunder was just to raise the hips and puff, a misty juice sputtered out, and the air quickly condensed A huge cobweb shield came out to protect it.

When the space split blade and the cobweb meet, the cobweb is naturally broken, but the thunder also escaped the beheading, and the thunder threw speed too fast, even faster than Mo Ye every time he cast magic Last point.

The crowded butt-twisted picture showed the crowd that the picture was too beautiful to dare to watch. Mo Ye finally understood why he refused to shoot before the thunderstorm. Such a tricky gesture really made people unbearable, and it was obviously a stimulating fierce battle. Suddenly it makes people watch the show.

"Is your attack like this? Then I'm going to take action, remember to kill your name, Thunder." Thunder's upper body still maintains a human form, and the voice just fell, and a flash of lightning appeared suddenly.

Thunder and lightning with thick arms gather in the air, and the powerful energy fluctuations make the air tremble and buzz. The scent of lightning seems to be able to taste the scorching smell of lightning. The dark clouds cover the sky of the entire hunting field. Never see anything else.

The thunder and lightning burst into the air, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder and lightning surrounded the sky above Mo Ye and fell suddenly.

Mo Ye was smashed into a standing place, and the whole person was surrounded by thunderclouds. A hundred meters around the center of Mo Ye was black, and the dense woods turned to ashes almost instantly.

The thunder and lightning attack with a trace of domain characteristics, the attack strength of the Holy Class is not comparable to the general lightning attack, powerful and unmatched with a strong sense of destruction, this bug is much stronger than Mo Ye predicted.

It's not that Mo Ye didn't want to hide or she couldn't, but she couldn't.

From the formation of thundercloud to the moment of thunder and lightning but only a blink of an eye, the thundercloud that covered the sun and the sun was everywhere. There was no place for everyone to be trapped in the hunting ground. The head was full of horror and blue. Transfer everyone.

Unless they are really ruthlessly throwing away these tourists and teachers and students, and let them die whenever they leave, Mo Ye knows that as long as she retreats and leaves, then the next moment these lightning strikes are bound to be those who are not too far away to escape.

Mo Ye believed that he was not a savior, but he could not retreat at this moment.

No matter the teachers and students of the college or ordinary tourists, they are unlikely to have any chance of surviving under this blow, and they can't resist the attack power of the holy level.

Maris smiled at this scene, it did not care about the life and death of those humans, Mo Ye retreated, it should start slaughter in advance, increase its hunting points, Mo Ye not retreat, it is naturally better, this blow is enough to hit the other side, Maris I am obviously very satisfied with my attack.

Everyone looked up and watched Mo Ye's eyes, which were wrapped in thundercloud, gradually covered by fear and despair. Is there any possibility of survival under such a horrific attack?

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