Douluo's mask

Here, Langji went to the blacksmith shop and bought some heavy silver and rented a blacksmithing room. Langji planned to make it himself. Anyway, it was not difficult and he could forge it by himself.

"Ding ding... ding ding... ding ding ding." Soon Langji finished the forging of Chen Yinqian and shaped it.

It's just an ordinary mask, or it can be said to be a pot with a smaller curvature suitable for wandering faces.

Langji looked at his masterpiece: Well, it's really simple.

Then I drew some textures on the mask.

Finally, Langwu used a red pen on the middle and lower part of the mask: "You're done."

The mask is pure white as a whole, with blue lines on it, making it look like a clown. The middle and lower point is the clown's nose, but there doesn't seem to be any eyes or nose exposed, and there are no gaps at all.

And this is: "Haha, the mask of the cute king is really similar. It's a pity that the eyes can't see it. It's just a good exercise for mental strength and perception." That's right, it's the mask of the cute king slime. It was very popular when I was wandering around watching anime. like.

Langji hurriedly took it up and looked in the mirror. Well, he couldn't seem to see it.

Wandering around is so boring thinking: There is nothing to do, how about forging another weapon?But this is a bit difficult.

Get some genes.

Langji came to the blacksmith's shop to pick up the hair of the blacksmiths. To be honest, most of Langji's gene pool was empty, and it was now being used.

After about an afternoon, I finally absorbed the forging experience and knowledge of these blacksmiths.

Langji looked at the sky: "It seems there is not enough time."

"sleep."

Wandering went to bed very directly.

Early the next morning, Langji came to the director's office of the Fighting Spirit Arena: "Director, how's it going?"

The supervisor immediately greeted Wandering: "King of Monsters, you can rest assured that I will do my job, but Ten Thousand Years has passed and I want a life-or-death fight."

Langji didn't care at all: Isn't it a life and death battle? Langji was a little conceited because the past few years had gone so well. He didn't believe that anyone could kill him. He had a man who could fly the Thunder God.

"It's okay, it's just a life and death battle. I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker."

"Then the game is about to start. Please wait in the Hou War Area."

"Ah."

Soon, the battle comes.

Langwei put on a mask and walked to the ring. On the other side, a handsome and feminine man with silver hair and red eyes, wearing a black and white gentleman's clothes and carrying a sword on his back, also walked to the ring. It looked like he had passed away for thousands of years.

"Hello everyone, next is the duel between two legends in our fighting spirit world!

The battle between the newbie King of Monsters is also just after his debut. "

The audience immediately went crazy and became a mess.

"Damn it, two supernovas are about to show off!"

"This is much more powerful than the Haotian Double Star."

"I don't know who can win. They are all in the soul master realm."

"There is a high probability that tens of thousands of years have passed."

“Come, come, come, don’t miss it as you pass by, come and bet your money on who will win!”

"Please enlighten me, ten thousand years have passed." Langji didn't expect that it was still polite after ten thousand years had passed.

"Then please advise." Langji naturally responded.

"Then let's begin, don't let me stop you." He said indifferently.

Langji's tone turned cold when he heard the words: "Haha, you will suffer losses if you talk big."

Immediately afterwards, Lang Ji felt a strong pressure that made him kneel down.

Wan Zai Gui Gong was very surprised and said: "I didn't expect you still have two brushes."

Langji gritted his teeth and said, "Don't look down on people, ahhhhhhh!" Langji concentrated his energy on Wan Zai Gong to the maximum extent. In line with the principle that output depends entirely on roaring, Langji's roar became louder and louder.

In the end, Langji used his domineering aura to pull Ba Tian back... or... he was crushed to the ground, and a round pit was formed where he was.

"Damn it, it's still one move in seconds."

"Still, I was stunned by the look in my eyes!"

"Damn it, it's my money!"

"No one really bets on the King of Monsters to win."

"I just think that the greater the despair, the greater the hope. Going against the routine, who knew they were both legendary supernovas, but the gap could be so big!"

Langji really didn't expect that he would be killed instantly without any suspense, without any resistance, and absolutely crushed.

But how could Langji be convinced?

How could Langji be convinced? Overloaded, possessed by ants, possessed by the wind-hunting demon bird, Ling Tianxia, ​​ultimate combat instrument, random cloak stick technique, there is no time to activate the strange power, not even for one second, otherwise he would not have taken action. Just die.

Finally, the power to finally gain.

Now the wandering soul power is enough to support the final power obtained for six or seven seconds.

Wandering wields the ultimate battle device with the fastest speed and the strongest power within the time limit of finally obtaining the power.

Four seconds later, Langji realized that he had already consumed a lot of soul power in his previous confrontation with Wan Zai Gong. In these four seconds, Langji swung a total of [-] sticks, and just half of the [-] sticks were swung. Due to lack of soul power, the ultimate battle instrument disappeared directly, and Langji also fell from mid-air.

But the effect of these two sticks was quite remarkable. They directly drove Wan Zai Gong into the ground, and the entire arena was hit five meters deep.

In the eyes of the audience and Wan Zai Gong, it was just a wave of a stick.

The audience saw Wandering's feats.

"Big twist, the King of Monsters is so awesome!"

"Fuck, the king of monsters is shameless. Tens of thousands of years have passed and he still hasn't used his martial spirit!"

But the person who had just won the bet on the prostitute laughed and said, "Haha, it's your own fault. That's called arrogance!"

"Damn it, it's my money!"

Although Lang Ji won, he was not so happy: I didn't expect that there are such characters in Douluo Continent. It seems that I still believe too much in the original work. Too many successes in these years have made me a little conceited.

Just when Langwei was about to leave, he heard a voice, which was very familiar: "I didn't expect that you have more than two brushes. It hurts. If you do that kind of attack more than ten times in a row, I might die." Well, luckily my sword is not broken, otherwise I will torture you until life is worse than death." It was the voice that had passed away for thousands of years.

"Damn it, ten thousand years have passed and I'm still alive!"

"Niubi, my money is back!"

"I'll wipe it, it won't kill you!"

"Oh, there's just a lot of blood on both arms, but if you look closely, there doesn't seem to be any wounds!"

The sleeves that had passed away for thousands of years were gone, and the arms were still stained with blood, but there were no scars. Although Lang couldn't see it, he heard it, and he wouldn't think it was a lie. There was no need for others to lie.

Lang Wei's mood can no longer be expressed in terms of surprise. Just now, Lang Wei's power reached at least twenty tons. I really didn't expect that after ten thousand years, he was able to prevent it, twenty tons!According to Langji's understanding, Douluo's strongest human being was only fifty to one hundred tons. His strength just now was close to its peak. The more Langji thought about it, the more difficult it became, but the current situation did not allow Langji to think about it.

Tens of thousands of years have passed and he has already walked in front of Langji. Langji has exhausted his soul and is kneeling with his head bowed.

Wanzai has passed, grabbed Langji's hair and let his feet step into the void, then threw Langji out and printed it on the wall. Langji felt that he was going to be crippled. His body was already thin and damaged due to the ant possession, and Wanji was also The power that has passed away in thousands of years has been estimated by Langlu to be at least five tons.

Langji felt like all the bones in his body were shattered!Are you going to die? Langji regrets extremely much in his heart why he wants to die. Others have spread the news so powerfully, but he doesn't take it seriously at all and doesn't investigate at all. Although he can't find anything, he dares to challenge it.

He relied too much on his understanding of the original work, and the real world he just realized a few days ago has long been forgotten.

It was only before Langji died that he truly realized that this was a real world and took it to heart, but what's the use? He was already dying. Ten thousand years had passed before he walked towards Langji and raised his fist to give Langji the final blow.

"Ding."