Chapter 573 The Evil God Who Loves to Laugh Will Never Have Bad Luck

Tapir Liang fled along the valley, followed by the sand sculptures leading the elves and the army in pursuit.

The situation on Tapirang's side was already very tense. In the middle of the process, he had to turn around to pick up the one-hammer-80-no-counteroffer that had been "accidentally" dropped due to his distraction at the water forum. The people from behind chased him, but only the Great Evil God's side The situation became even more tense.

At this moment, there are people who are not too dissatisfied with the liveliness in the forums and barrages. They are all praising the tapir for his love and righteousness, and for not forgetting to bring a small pendant with him when he runs away. The anchor might as well follow him. Horse's...

He stood unsteadily on his horse without hesitation. At that time, he wanted to open the chat box and confront these idiots.

Follow him? From a hammer!

There is no future for hanging out with him. Apart from picking up garbage, he is running for his life. Before, he only had garlic for three meals a day!

Now I feel that this evil spirit is really good at 80. He just sleeps in the open air and chews garlic for dinner. He is still ahead of You Yusang in everything. Even his house was ransacked. There is really no future... .

Far less practical than licking You Yusang!

But while thinking this way, someone intentionally or unintentionally completely ignored that the reason why Tapirang was chased so miserably was actually because of himself...

Those monster elves that ran faster, had wings and could fly had already caught up with them, and from time to time there were elves using long-range skills to release light wave shocks to interfere.

Tapir Liang rushed left and right, explosions continued to explode around the galloping horse, scorching flames surged, and rubble continued to roll.

He was so angry that he was being chased, so he unfolded the alchemical gladiatorial disk on horseback without looking back. A golden stone slab fell from the sky with a roaring sound, and it cut off Tapir Liang and his pursuers like a gate.

The surging evil energy burst out from the stone slab, and the rich aura of death spread along with the rolling dark valley. The ferocious withered bones cracked the stone slab and came out, the snake-like twisted tail shattered the earth, and the hand with jagged muscles held a wand, with a striking ruby ​​embedded on the tip of the wand.

King of the Dead·Evil Eye!

The pursuers were blocked one after another. The undead king's long tail whipped against the stone wall like a powerful whip, causing the rocks to explode and debris to fly everywhere. The wand in its hand flashed red, and the deadly magic rays swept across like sharp steel knives, exploding a large area.

The Egyptian soldiers were blown to pieces and fell into pieces under the impact. The players had to stop and summoned their own powerful monsters.

The Flame Winged Man, General Purple Flame, Agent of Power Mars, etc. all stepped forward to surround the King of the Dead and fight.

The Evil Eye, the King of the Undead, used one to many, firing his bows left and right, sweeping his staff across the magic torrent and erupting in all directions. A harsh roar erupted from under the skull-like head, and no one could get close to him for a while.

At the same time, when Tapirang was running away, he used the skill he just had on CD to summon a wave of undead legions to delay the progress of the pursuers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tapirang quickly got rid of his pursuers and put some distance between them, and continued running along the mountain road.

Unexpectedly, they had already arrived here, and they would encounter some messy and strange caves from time to time. Tapirang had to slow down and ride his horse carefully to avoid various traps, lest he accidentally capsize the boat.

As a result, he only focused on paying attention to the various traps under his feet, but forgot to look up. Just as their horses emerged from the entrance of a certain narrow cave, Tapirang accidentally hit his forehead with a "bang" and was hit hard by a boxy thing.

Tapirang's vision went dark, his mind became dizzy, and he almost fell off his horse. By chance, the thing bounced off his head and fell into his hand.

The dizzy Tapirang managed to concentrate, and when he took a closer look, he found that what fell on his hand was actually...

...a blackboard eraser! ?

Some idiot put a blackboard eraser on the cave door to trick me, the Evil God?

Trap cards, blackboard eraser traps, can be activated when the opponent inflicts effect damage. The effect damage you receive is invalid, and a card from the opponent's hand is randomly selected and discarded.

Tapirang was so angry... that he almost laughed out loud.

Which CNM idiot is so hellish?

I've traveled so far, why are there still holes in the road? ?

At this time, the local man Ye Liangchen, who was going in and out of the undead army behind and was doing a good job, suddenly sneezed and almost fell off his horse...

Tapirang shook his head.

No, how did they know where I was going to escape before?

Could it be...that someone tipped off the news?

At this time, the shouts of killing gradually faded away, and the loud noise of the battle and the sound of horse hooves were also left far behind. Tapirang turned around suspiciously and looked at the sand sculpture behind him with cold and cruel eyes.

As he was facing off with someone on the forum, he suddenly realized something was wrong. When he raised his head, he met the evil god's cold, murderous gaze, and he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

Bad, am I exposed?

Thinking back to the indescribably magnificent lower body of the perfect form of the Great Evil God Sok, I feel a chill in my body when I hit eighty without counter-offering, and even have the urge to "take advantage of the situation and commit suicide immediately and run away"... ..

Fortunately, in the end, Tapirang just let out a "hum" and withdrew his gaze without saying anything else.

Spread the news right under the nose of my great evil god? impossible!

Tapirang was very sure that this guy was either pretending or just a simple idiot. Spy work is too complicated for sand figures to understand...

Sure enough, the problem should still be with that You Yu.

His base was exposed, and the direction and route of escape were all under control. It must be because of that You Yu!

Could it be that the guy was so powerful that everything was within his expectations?

No, it was impossible.

Baliang shook his head and shook off his absurd idea.

Isn't the strongest evidence himself?

Even if he was attacked and surrounded, even if he was trapped and chased, he, the Great Evil God, still escaped.

If you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about the lack of firewood. When he withdraws today, he will naturally have the opportunity to regroup and revitalize the next wave of offensive in this large-scale RPG game.

Thinking of this, Baliang raised his head and laughed "hahahaha" again, and the laughter resounded through the valley.

Ha! No matter whether You Yu is the clone of Harakti, it looks like he is just like that.

However, before the laughter was over, a voice echoed clearly in the valley: "Oh? Why are you laughing, Lord Evil God? Tell me and share it?"

Bakuliang's laughter stopped abruptly, and he almost instinctively reined in his horse. He looked up and was shocked to see that a warrior in blue armor had blocked his way. The metal helmet covered most of the warrior's resolute face, and the golden light lingered on the sacred sword, with a sacred and unquestionable aura.

That's... Chaos Warrior!

Bakuliang's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly wanted to turn around and change his route. When he turned his head, he found that the masked hero with a black body and streamlined armor like a hungry wolf was lying behind him, blocking his retreat without knowing it.

You Yu jumped from a huge rock next to him and jumped down lightly.

"I heard that evil gods who love to laugh don't have bad luck."

Baku Liang: " # !%&"