Nalan's golden scepter suddenly changed while smiling.
He lifted the ever-changing golden scepter and pointed it at Nicktor, who was holding the golden longbow in his hand.
"The Golden Method?"
The monks from the Yilei Mountain exclaimed, and they easily sensed that the pile of long metal wings behind Nalanhu were rapidly drawing gold energy from the void, while the golden scepter in Nalanhu's hand became
A short tube with a trigger.
"pistol?"
These monks who had no idea about the old era did not know what Nalanhu was in his hands at this time, but at least Wang Li, who had obtained a lot of information from the Daleiyin Temple, had a clear mind.
impression.
"Is this not inconsistent?"
Lu Shenliang couldn't help but shake her head. She didn't know how the designer's hidden mechanism settings were approved.
Nalanhu's image of the pharaoh is already a bit outrageous. Now the pharaoh's scepter has turned into the golden pistol of the nouveau riche warlord dictator. This designer's design plan has been implemented, or these designers have
What is the misunderstanding of the pure oriental world of cultivation? Or designers from some countries must design the elements they want to enter with some purpose.
"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."
The golden scepter in Nalanhu's hand turned into a rich golden pistol, but amid his grim laughter, his golden pistol fired faster than a machine gun, and the bullets he fired seemed to be infinite.
In an instant, he fired thousands of bullets at Nicktor, and what was even more amazing was that the bullets he fired were all golden scarabs.
The scarabs shot out of the barrel have no fixed trajectory at all. Some of them go straight, some go curved, and some fly in circles in the air.
These scarab bullets flew in all directions and then attacked Niktor from all directions.
Nicktor's hands were transformed into golden round shields. He waved two golden round shields to protect his vitals, but these scarab bullets hit his two golden round shields, just like pangolins.
I got in as well.
"How is that possible!"
Nicktor screamed in disbelief.
In his perception, his shield is the real gold of the sun, the most indestructible metal, which can block any weapon in the world.
"This is the armor-piercing bullet of the Nile Alchemist. It's just funny if you want to use a shield to resist it." Nalan Hu blew the hot barrel and watched the two shields on Nicktor's hand being easily shattered, he swung his gun again.
Attack Nicktor, a bullet was fired with a bang.
This time, silver flames spewed out of his gun barrel, and the bullets that were triggered were no longer the previous scarab, but a red bullet.
The red bullet actually made a sharp rooster crow in the air, turning into a triangular strange bullet that looked like a chicken and was as good as a bird.
There was a loud bang.
The bullet exploded on Niktor's body and directly hit Niktor from mid-air to the ground.
Nicktor's skin cracked like dry charcoal, and there was a gurgling golden blood flowing in the flesh and blood.
"What kind of monster are you?"
Nicktor couldn't believe that he was beaten to fight back. Although his fighting intention was burning, the strange bullet made his internal organs almost burst. He was embedded on the ground and could not even get up.
"Can you resist such a magic bullet not die?" Looking at Niktor, who was only seriously injured but not dead, Nalanhu also widened his eyes in disbelief.
This angry bird bullet could easily break a mountain, and the other party's body could still be kept intact, not even one leg or arm.
"Master, do you want to send him back to the west?" Li Gui, the second master, waved the Seven-Star Sword but did not directly cut it down. First, he felt that the Master had taken action, and if he took action again, it would seem that the Master wanted him to help.
Second, he felt that he was a bandit and robbery was important, but he might not necessarily kill people.
"You actually dare to be enemies with the Olympic Mountain!" At this moment, a man wearing a black cloak and a big back flew over from a distance like a black whirlwind.
"Zhou, you are here." Seeing the arrival of the man in a black cloak, Nicktor breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "But don't underestimate the enemy. These two people have the main god and they are not easy to deal with.
.”
"What kind of shape are you?" Wang Li was also shocked when he looked at the man with a big back head with a shocking speed. He saw many cards flying around the man's feet and around him.
Although the patterns on those cards are very unique, according to his understanding of the old era, these cards should be a kind of gambling tool.
"Is that right?" The man's expression suddenly became serious when he heard Nicktor's warning, and a series of square objects flew out from the sleeves of his hands.
These block objects are very mysterious in the eyes of the other monks in the Yilei Mountain, but in the eyes of Wang Li and Lu Shenliang, there is another scene.
Isn’t this the mahjong of the old era?
"What kind of god are you?" Wang Li couldn't help asking the man wearing a black cloak, "Can he be the god of gambling?"
The man in a black cloak was stunned, "How did you know?"
"puff!"
Wang Li almost spit out an old blood, "The God of Gambling is also the main god?"
The man wearing a black cloak did not know Wang Li's true intention. He thought the other party was questioning his divine character, so he frowned and said, "The God of Gambling is one of the gods of fate, the God of fraud, and the God of Wind Wealth, of course, it is
Lord God.”
"Can you understand this way?" Wang Li was also shocked.
"The things on your mountain are all alive, and there are people who run casinos. Are there anyone who runs brothels?" Li Gui couldn't help laughing.
The man wearing a black cloak was quite calm, and he was not angry. He looked at Li Gui and Nalanhu, holding a golden pistol seriously, and said, "Since Nicktor is defeated by you, you will not have the God of the Lord.
It’s wrong, I just don’t know what kind of god you are, why do you want to be enemies with the Olympian Mountain?”
"How did I know?" Li Gui was a little stunned when asked. He turned to look at the boss Nalan Hu, "Big Master, what kind of god do you think we are?"
"What kind of god can it be? It's naturally a thief god!" Nalan Hu glanced at Li Gui, feeling that Li Gui was simply stupid.
"So it's the God of Thieves!" Nalan Hu said this, both the man in a black cloak and Niktor who was sitting up from the ground with difficulty were in awe.
"This is a good name!" Li Gui laughed immediately.
"Since it's the god of thieves, why don't you join us on the Olympian Mountain?" the man wearing a black cloak said incomprehensible.
"Then can you Olympic Mountain make me the boss?" Nalanhu rolled his eyes.
"Each Lord God has its own control. Our priority is to develop our own believers and bring the chaos to the rule of our new God." said the man in a black cloak.
"That's not okay." Li Gui could hear it, "You're talking about it in vain."
"I think your cloak is good, so I'll rob your cloak!" Nalanhu was even more straightforward. He heard Niktor's conversation with this man and felt that this man should be better than Niktor, so he didn't dare to ask him.
Big, lifted up the golden pistol in his hand and shot directly.
Bang!
This time his golden pistol shot straight into a white square box.
(The number of words today is slightly smaller, and I will make up for it tomorrow.)