Rockefeller was shocked, someone could actually appear behind him?

However, if the other party wanted to sneak attack on him, he must have taken action long ago, so he should be safe now, so Rockefeller made an indifferent gesture on the surface, turned around slowly, and said: "Who are you? Do you know?

Where is this?"

Mr. Mo sneered, a weak person is a weak person. Even if he pretends to be indifferent as a strong person, he is still painting a tiger-like dog, which only adds to the laughing stock.

"You have good strength. If you can surrender to me, I can make you the king of China and enjoy all the glory and wealth. How about that?"

Rockefeller forced a smile on his face, but his hands kept making seals behind him. His eyes became deeper and deeper, gradually turning into dazzling cross-star eyes, as if everything under the sky had turned into nothingness.

, leaving only the eyes that began to rotate and collapse, as if they wanted to suck everything in.

Including the human soul!

Seeing Mr. Mo standing there motionless, a smile suddenly appeared on Rockefeller's face: "This is the strongest man in China, right? But that's it. With him, I don't have to charge into battle myself. Hua

As expected, they are all idiots, daring to stare at me so closely."

Rockefeller glanced at Mr. Mo and said, "Go back to China and bring the innate warriors to me."

Mr. Mo suddenly spoke and said calmly: "I can deal with you alone, why call someone else?"

"you……"

Rockefeller was shocked. His soul power was so strong that even a warrior of the same level would be hit if he wasn't careful. He didn't expect that the man in front of him, standing here and letting himself do whatever he wanted, would have no effect at all?

Rockefeller clapped his palm and spread his fingers. Each finger burst out with a dark blue luster. Wherever the light went, the whole world seemed to dim.

"Idiots are idiots. They didn't take action first and were still talking nonsense!" Rockefeller laughed wildly. It was as if he could see the flesh and blood falling off every inch of his body as he hit the opponent with his palm.

"You are the fool."

Mr. Mo shook his head, but his body was shuttled between the lights bursting out from Rockefeller's fingers. The speed was extremely fast. Almost in an instant, he had arrived in front of Rockefeller and tapped it with one finger. This finger was extremely terrifying, not only

The demonic energy as black as ink was purged, and there was a black fire burning on its surface, and the void was distorted, as if it was going to burn everything into nothingness.

Bang.

Rockefeller's body exploded into pieces and disappeared in an instant.

Such a master...

Mr. Mo had a look of emotion on his face. This Rockefeller was good at mental attacks and could enslave others for his own use. He might give them a headache when facing others, but he would be unlucky when facing him.

With a mere master-level spiritual power, you actually want to enslave yourself?

What a joke!

Mr. Mo turned around and returned to his own camp. Tianli was still waiting there. Mr. Mo said calmly: "Go ahead and kill them all."

Tianli's eyes lit up. It was obvious that the opponent's master-level experts had been killed by Mr. Mo. Then the opponent's camp at the moment was just a bunch of chickens and dogs!

kill!

Tian Li rushed out with gleaming eyes, and quickly pulled out yesterday's lineup. Even he was very enthusiastic about the military achievements Mr. Mo said, because God knows how many good things there are in Mr. Mo's treasure house.

, these can only be exchanged for military merit.

After this battle, I think I should be able to get something good enough, and with a little guidance from Mr. Mo, maybe I can be promoted to a grandmaster, right?

"kill!"

Tianli roared loudly and once again rushed out as an arrow. Some of the warriors from the United States who were stationed ten miles away quietly slipped away the moment they saw the Chinese army charging forward. Those who were a little bit stupider,

He reported to the top in a panic, and those who were more stupid actually rushed towards the Hua** group, roaring and waving the weapons in their hands, and released their energy. All kinds of energy were seen shining brightly, and it looked like there were a lot of people.

Share power.

These rays of light were just the last brilliance before death. Those guys almost just blasted out their vitality attacks, hitting a half-unlucky guy, and then they were directly torn into pieces by the subsequent attacks.

After this, the United States was immediately frightened. They were unable to form an organized counterattack at all. Whether they were earth-level, heaven-level or innate masters who occasionally showed up, they only had one action, which was to turn around and run away. As long as there was a trace of

If you hesitate, you will be crushed to pieces by this army.

Everyone ran with all their strength. Anyway, their goal was just to outrun their companions. Everyone had a chance...

Mr. Mo looked at the collapsed American army with a somewhat lonely look on his face. He hoped that the other directions would not disappoint him too much...

If the master level only reaches this level, then the world would be too boring, right?

…

The stalemate war situation made the United States army extremely irritable. The Pope dialed the landline of the Holy See. It took a long time before the call was connected. The envoy's slightly irritable voice came from the phone: "What's the matter?"

The special envoy does not like radio waves, and the Pope knows this very well, but the current battle situation gives the Pope a headache. He has already suffered a lot of battle losses, and even some angels have fallen. If he continues to maintain the intensity of the initial tentative attack,

Maybe it won’t be too long before my side collapses first, right?

"Sir Special Envoy, I have encountered strong resistance here. I have also contacted Poseidon and they are the same. What's next?"

The Pope has always been in awe of the magical East, and this time it is even more so. Under such harsh circumstances, China did not collapse, but instead burst out with powerful energy. Now, several of his own countries are even closer to China.

I haven't even entered the country...

How powerful does China have to be? Where did they get so many masters from?

Or could it be said that the Chinese people practicing martial arts are a bait released by the Chinese state? In fact, the Chinese state has already laid a strong foundation of warriors, just to let everyone besiege them, and the Chinese state has a counterattack.

A good excuse for the world?

When he thought of this possibility, the Pope felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar, without a trace of warmth.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while and said: "Continue to attack."

The Pope sighed inwardly and said, "As ordered."

The special envoy hung up the phone, but waved his hand, and there was a white stone in front of him. The stone slowly turned clear, and Pharaoh Aji holding the scepter appeared on it, with a golden bandage showing through.

He said coldly: "The warriors of the Chinese nation are extremely powerful. I have at least a dozen innate warriors here, and even six late-stage innate warriors. Even I don't dare to take risks easily. Is this the opportunity you are talking about?"

"You and I have no retreat. If China is not cut off, how can we get such a huge population base?" The envoy's figure has become more solid and said: "You just need to hold on for a while, and I will soon be able to join the battle.

When I take action, the country of China will be destroyed."

"I hope you remember your promise."

After the Pharaoh finished speaking, the screen cut off, leaving only the shadow of the envoy solidifying little by little.

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