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Chapter 199: The witch who thinks about how to resume his ancestral business(2/2)

Even the concept in the battlefield copy is condensed.

It is also an overly exciting thing.

Still too weak...

Feeling the Poseidon's power dissipating around him, Yi Xia thought.

What if that sea god went crazy and descended into the form of a saint?

According to the information Yi Xia obtained from the Zongwang player forum, he had no ability to resist at all.

Although the concept is small.

But as we all know, Poseidon is the god of the chaotic camp...

In reality, it will not progress gradually according to the progress of comprehensive network copies.

More often than not, they encounter more powerful enemies before their development is complete, which is a colder reality.

As the level increases, the level of resources changes.

Yi Xia had a vague hunch that his "communications" with the relevant agents of the gods would become more frequent.

Sure enough, the gods who are eternally silent are the good gods...

Yi Xia thought so.

He felt that he needed to make a long-term plan for this.

Don't take any chances.

Since you have inherited such blood and will, you should not succumb to the shadow of the so-called God.

Afterwards, Yi Xia hunted sea beasts even more unscrupulously.

This time, no sea beast's soul sought death.

They trembled and waited for the call from Poseidon's palace.

He was afraid that like his reckless counterpart, his soul would also suffer misfortune.

For a moment, the sea surface was turbulent, like a bathtub stirred by children.

The human warships have already opened a sufficient distance:

This person right now is not from Poseidon's camp.

Judging from the previous situation, he probably wouldn't give the Poseidon emblem any less favor.

And at this moment, some kind of invisible, cold power gradually spread.

Many very keen fishmen couldn't help but tremble.

They suddenly felt that the sea water seemed a little cold?

The faces of the wanderers who were hiding in a certain sea area and watching changed their expressions.

Ignoring the scroll of distress, I set several purification buffs on myself and began to swim quickly towards the outside of the battlefield.

Multiple poisonous damage and various abnormal test prompts make the wanderer feel like he is in some kind of terrifying plague land.

There will never be a battlefield like this without teammates being immune to damage!

The wanderer calculated the scrolls that needed to be consumed when he ran out, and suddenly screamed in his heart.

As for not watching?

nonexistent……
Chapter completed!
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