Chapter 918 Projection!

hum!

The elements are trembling!

The space is trembling!

The rules are chattering!

Before the fifth-order blood pool projection was formed, everything around it began to tremble, as if everything was cheering and jumping for joy.

And Mo Lan's eyes were fixed on the fifth-order blood pool projection.

Mo Lan did not find the fifth-order blood pool, because the fifth-order blood pool had been shattered without leaving any traces. Mo Lan couldn't find anything about the structure of the fifth-order blood pool even if he wanted to search, so Mo Lan didn't know the fifth-order blood pool at all. What kind of structure is the blood pool.

However, as a part of the entire blood pool system, the fifth-order blood pool must have the same structure as the blood pool system.

And the first-order blood pool, the second-order blood pool, the third-order blood pool, and even the demigod-level fourth-order blood pool Mo Lan has mastered its structure. This is like deducing a spell model. Mo Lan can refer to it one by one. Deduce the point and restore the structure of the fifth-order blood pool.

The structure of this projection comes from this, but although Mo Lan can be sure that the fifth-order blood pool structure he deduced is feasible, Mo Lan is not sure whether it can achieve the desired effect like the real fifth-order blood pool , so at this moment even Mo Lan is slightly nervous and looking forward to it.

hum!

Familiar fluctuations rippled from the projection of the fifth-order blood pool, and Mo Lan immediately reacted to the fluctuations.

The first to appear is the complete authority of the Abyss Continent!

That is a god-level authority! Lord authority!

As long as one has the strength to hold this power, in the Abyss Continent, or even in the entire Abyss World, one must have the power of a god. It can be said to be very precious.

But this is not what Mo Lan wants. After taking a few glances and collecting some information and data, he directly enters the place where he is sitting on the Demon Throne.

"Go in, you!"

In an instant, a blood-red phantom soared into the sky, and the entire abyss could be seen. At the same time, a surge of momentum pressed over the entire abyss continent, and all the demons couldn't help but prostrate on the ground, bowing down to the high-ranking lord grown ups!

And all the players, those who were killing monsters, having a picnic, doing experiments, kissing, catching succubi, and fighting fiercely, were startled, and suddenly raised their heads to stare at the abyssal continent that connects heaven and earth. The huge throne and the figure on the throne.

"There are also gods in the Abyss Continent?!"

This idea couldn't help appearing in their minds, and various ominous premonitions arose in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the players in the entire Abyssal Continent became very solemn. Many leading players looked at each other and could see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"The Abyss Continent was found by Mo Lan. Now the Mage Association also has a lot of power in the Abyss Continent. He should take care of the appearance of gods in the Abyss Continent, right?"

Someone said worriedly.

"So what? Although Mo Lan has the power of a god in the main material world, this is not the main material world. This is the Abyssal Continent. Mo Lan's god-level strength cannot be brought.

And if it's just a master mage, let's say it's an exaggeration, what can even a legendary mage Mo Lan do?

Legends are still hot chickens in front of gods, the gap between legends and gods is greater than the gap between humans and dogs! "

"But what can I do about it?"

For a while, the solemn atmosphere was filled with a bit of depression.

"There are gods everywhere, or in every world there are gods, and there is no way to fight them without god-level strength.

Only in the main material world, where Mo Lan is the basic strength of the gods, can we barely have a foothold.

We can only rely on Mo Lan. As for this, Mo Lan probably has nothing to do. We can only hope that this god will not take care of these things, don't meddle in other people's business, and don't interfere with the players' affairs, otherwise"

The player lowered his head, his face was extremely gloomy, and a piercing, heart-chilling voice came out of his mouth.

"Then we can only give up everything here and escape back to the main material world."

The bottom of my heart is cold, yes, fleeing back to the main material world, giving up everything here, just thinking about the loss and subsequent development issues, these people's hearts are cold.

All the players couldn't help looking up, at the gradually clear projection, at the terrifying humanoid projection on the throne.

The projection of the human figure is still relatively blurred, and the shape cannot be seen clearly.

However, some people couldn't help but say.

"Why does this look like a person? Could this be a player?"

"Player?"

"How is it possible? A god-level player, you think everyone is Mo Lan?

Don't be kidding, if you say this is Mo Lan, I still believe it, other players?

Impossible! "

One player said decisively, and the other players were taken aback when they heard this.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"Huh? I said it's absolutely impossible."

"No, the previous sentence."

"Another player?"

"One more sentence!"

"If you say it's Mo Lan, I'll pay you back."

The player froze for a moment, then looked at each other and said in unison.

"Couldn't this be Mo Lan?!"

At this time, the projection in the sky just became clear, and all the players looked up at the giant.

This giant sat casually on the majestic and solemn demon throne. He seemed to be looking at something intently, with his head down, unable to see his face clearly.

At this time, he seemed to notice the player's gaze, raised his head, looked at the player and smiled.

And all the players couldn't help breathing when they saw that extremely familiar face. Even those who didn't know this face quickly learned the identity of this face from the mouths of the people around them.

Mo Lan! !

It's really Mo Lan!

"Hi, hello everyone, I'm sorry, I'm doing an experiment and disturbing everyone, I'll turn it off right now."

Mo Lan's gentle voice reverberated between the heaven and the earth, and the projection disappeared after the voice fell, as if turning this off was as simple as turning off a TV with a remote control for Mo Lan.

All the players were suffocating in their chests, and when they looked at each other and wanted to say something, Mo Lan's projection suddenly appeared again.

"Oh, yes, one more thing.

I'm sorry to bother you, but you carry on, keep playing music, keep fighting, keep kissing.

Well, there's that guy who's catching succubi, you go ahead. "

When the Molan projection reappeared, everyone was breathless again. When the Molan projection dissipated, they suddenly found that the shock was not so shocking after the interruption.

but

"Wait, what did Mo Lan just say?

Succubus? ! "

The players were shocked. At this moment, everything was left behind by them.

What, you mean Mo Lan? Mo Helan, succubus, he was talking about succubus!