, instantly clean.

Li Cang looked at the group of plague diggers and the numerous gargoyles gathered around him, and lazily gave instructions. Thousands of dogs in the airspace of dozens of kilometers around him raised their heads and roared at the same time, and the amber force field visible to the naked eye began to form.

They spurt out from the mouth, stacking up in layers at different angles like radar waves in the animation.

In an instant, the soil under Li Cang's feet began to turn into sand.

Because there are so many stacked layers in Chichi Chichi, you can't even see the mist of water loss. With him as the center, there is no Gargoyle or Ripper that can maintain a flying posture within a radius of 30 kilometers. There are floating in the air.

Separated from the dried chitinous fragments of carapace and ashes of flesh and blood tissue.

Li Cang rubbed the center of his eyebrows in pain, then put the Last Stand card back into his witchcraft bag, took out a bottle of water and poured it into his stomach. Don't tell me, this thing is really easy to use.

Within thirty kilometers, dead bones are everywhere and ashes are scattered. The only ones that can basically maintain their original form are the Rippers, whose carapace and health bar are relatively strong, the Picking Haw, and the Gargoyles who don't even have the right to say a word after being exposed to thousands of miles of red land.

directly deprived.

"You are a fucking beast!"

"Li Cang, you are a dog!"

Li Cang waved to the two of them with happiness written all over his face: "You're welcome!"

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What surprised him was that among the servants of destiny, not only the Twin Tyrants and the Master of the Magic Mountain withstood this microwave-style silent bombing that did not distinguish between friend and foe, but the numerous four dogs with shriveled bodies and all water loss struggled to kill the Zerg on the ground.

Dry feeding and cancerous tissue were stuffed into their mouths, and the cracks on their bodies were also squeezing the vitality of the cancerous tissue. After struggling like this for a minute or two, they actually stood up again.

Several homologous link channels appeared in this semi-artificial desert, and the twin tyrants emerged from them, driving away the four dogs around them with the violence of lightning and thunder.

Then, dozens of turtle-backed dragon lice came forward slowly like giant vacuum cleaners, cleaning up the Zerg remains quickly and efficiently, racing against time. After all, if they don't hurry up, all the four dogs in the world will rush over.

It’s time to grab the slot. Such high-quality, nutritious and easy-to-obtain rations appear openly on the battlefield. Isn’t it 10,000 times more delicious than those bugs jumping around?

Suddenly, a Zerg corpse next to Li Cang bounced straight up with a snap. Weird flame shapes floated in its dry compound eyes, like a wandering spirit. The Zerg's mouthparts trembled: "Master, I want to make a set of melting and casting for the big guy."

Jia, regarding your last proposal of the armored response unit, I think it can be perfectly implemented on the big guy!"

Li Cang impatiently slapped the insect's heavenly spirit. The foehn wind surged, blasting the insect that was only sustained by a shell into pieces: "Do you really think it needs it?"

"Humph, the master really doesn't know how to show mercy at all~" Liliana said, "So violent~ I like her so much~"

"roll!"

Li Cang can indeed be described as violent now.

The dead Zerg within thirty kilometers instantly raised the concentration of the three-phase power to a level that could be described as light pollution. At this moment, Li Cang, holding a big wand as a repeater, was like a living demon.

The iris absorbed the power of the three phases and used it as a cloak. A huge ghost shadow was looming, standing behind Li Cang.

"Damn, every time I see this style of hanging hair, I feel my scalp is numb and my back is cold..." Lao Wang painfully squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "He is really good at showing off this guy.

Woo woo woo..."

Lao Wang gritted his teeth and made a decision that went against his ancestors. He must have thought of a way to change the setting of dragging the knife and peeling off the pain. Only he can see it. What's the serious problem? People in the light don't do it in the dark.

Don't you understand the truth of the matter? Let me ask you, should my painting style be like that of an aunt? If you can't show your saintliness in front of others, then what the hell is life like?

Compared with Lao Wang's envy, jealousy and hatred of Dalei Zi, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. The subordinates behind the defense line only have one question: "What's going on?"

Yes, what's going on!

Oh, bgm!

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Chapter completed!