National online game: unlimited skill points at the beginning

Mo De didn't take a step.

How can a resuscitator endure the humiliation of an Aboriginal person?

But now that he's here, he has no way out.

Take a step forward, this step is only one meter away.

The steps were a little heavy, and after a while, Mo De took another step.

After several steps in succession, we arrived at the five-step count.

Mo De looked up at the palace gate in the distance and clenched his fists vigorously.

He clenched his teeth tightly and bled.

"thump!"

The resuscitator dropped to his knees.

The moment he almost knelt down, he immediately stood up.

Take a few steps forward again.

Mo De's expression was extremely gloomy.

"Boom!"

Kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed vigorously.

The floor tiles were smashed into pieces, which showed how hard he was chewing.

Standing up, Mo De continued to move forward.

After every five steps, he would kneel down.

Every ten steps he took, he would knock his head.

In the process, his eyes became more determined.

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"What a ruthless person!"

Sitting on the dragon chair, Su Mu looked at Mo De's actions and marveled.

The strength of this resuscitator is weak.

Although he is considered to be at the ancestor level, compared with other resuscitators, he is definitely the best.

"The only thing he wants is revenge. If he can endure such an insult, he must be very motivated!"

Su Mu quickly analyzed it.

The reason why the other party can bear this tone must have a purpose.

Look for opportunities to kill yourself!

놙놆Under the divine vision, except for this Mo De껣, there was no trace of anyone else in Huadu.

Even if he stood and moved, Mo De even broke his own defense.

"What medicine is this guy selling in his gourd?"

Su Mu really didn't understand.

Could it be that all the ancestors are hiding?

Also, did Mo De have any means of killing with one strike?

While Su Mu was thinking, Mo De came to the palace gate.

After seeing Su Mu sitting on the dragon throne, he smiled.

"Your Excellency, you are Su Fa Shen, right?"

"놆놖!" Su Mu replied calmly.

"I came here this time to represent all resuscitators and live in peace with you."

"As for 놖's sincerity, you should have seen it."

Mo De spoke again, smiling broadly.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes.

This ordinary guy with a smiling face is often the deepest in the city.

"Peace talks are possible."

"Unless you guys all go back to your own world!"

놊Rong's voice of discussion rang out.

"God Su Fa, I know you are very strong, but there are always people out there!"

Mo De was groveling, but his words were a little more threatening.

"I was ordered by the elders of the clan to come here to talk, in order to resolve the misunderstanding among everyone."

"Misunderstand?"

Su Mu smiled disdainfully.

"There is no misunderstanding between 놖 and you 껣."

"Kill the resuscitators one by one on sight!"

With a cold tone, Su Mu on the dragon throne showed an extremely powerful kingly way.

"God Su Fa, don't worry!"

Mo De 껩 then laughed.

"There is something in 놖 that allows you to communicate with the elders of the 놖 tribe across borders."

"If you are an enemy of us, you might as well have a conversation before making a statement."

Su Mu's arrogance and ignorance just made Mo De think of a plan.

놙If he could take out the cross-border scroll in front of Su Mu, there would be a chance to pull him into the plane.

"Is there such a thing?"

Su Mu raised an eyebrow.

Intuition told me that Mo De's plan could never be that simple.

That so-called thing, if done well, can be a weapon for him to use against himself.

"Take it out!"

Soldiers came to block him, water came to cover him, and Su Mu was not afraid of his strength and confidence.

Mo De nodded, with a strange smile on his face.

He reached for the storage belt at his waist and took out the teleportation scroll.

Just as he was about to open it, an invisible force firmly imprisoned his body.

"you!"

Mo De's eyes widened and he shouted to Su Mu.

"Bring it to you!"

In a blink of an eye, Su Mu came to Mo De and snatched the scroll.

"Is there a teleportation force above this?"

After sizing up the scroll, Su Mu quickly reacted.

This scroll is probably some kind of teleportation circle.

Once Mo De opens it, many ancestors of resuscitators will surely appear.

"Friend, what do you mean?"

Being frozen by gravity, Mo De used all his strength to spit out a sentence.

The teleportation scroll is his last trump card. If Su Mu sees through all this, he will die from this, and this move will be possible again!

"놖I can be my best friend with you."

Su Mu sneered and punched Mo De in the body.

"Boom!"

This punch did not hold back.

Under that terrifying force, all of Mo De's internal organs were shattered, and the whole body flew straight out, smashing dozens of palace walls in succession, and still did not stop.

He apparently survived.

Su Mu껩놊 cares about the life and death of this little guy.

Holding the scroll, Su Mu fell into deep thought.

"Do you want to open it now? Do you want to open it in another place?"

Open it, and the Resuscitator's plot against him will be revealed.

Thinking of the resurrection ancestors he might encounter, Su Mu hesitated.

Those guys are the epitome of "wealth"!

Besides, the value of the divine emblems in their hands alone is more valuable than anything else.

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The plane world connected to Huadu.

A group of people are waiting nervously.

"The signal from Mo De has been sent to him. He is required to open the transmission scroll in front of that guy, and he will definitely be able to absorb him into the plane."

"We must be prepared. Once that guy arrives, he must be killed as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry about it."

"If we can control that guy, we will have an excellent helper in the world."

"That guy is very powerful. How easy is it to control him?"

"There are no eternal enemies, but there are eternal interests. If we let that kid see the benefits, we may not be able to win him over."

Several voices rang out in succession.

These resurrection ancestors each have different opinions.

"Master Mo Qunshan, what do you think?"

Everyone was talking, and someone asked a more prestigious person.

"In my opinion, that guy should be kept alive!"

Mo Qun stroked his gray beard, full of murderous intent.

"Keeping him alive will eventually bring unpredictable changes."

As soon as this was said, everyone nodded in agreement.

They gathered here for one purpose.

Kill!

After taking great pains to pull that person into the plane, how could they let him go easily?

"Something happened on the cross-border stone!"

At this moment, a stone on the top of the mountain glowed.

All the ancestors present looked over together, their expressions were very calm.

With so many of them here, would they still be afraid of a native in the present world?

As soon as that figure appeared, they would kill him!