Lord of All People: My talent is chess

The scarred man saluted without any moral integrity, and said with a warm and flattering face: "Hello, sir, can we get some?"

There are few idiots among the lords who can enter here.

A Succubus Assassin Tower is a delicious big fish, but no matter how delicious the fish is, it can't compare to a skilled fisherman.

As long as you hold the sir's legs tightly, are you afraid that you can't get some benefits?

Get some?

Lu Xiaolu looked confused, thought for a moment, and took out a fresh melon: "Do you want this?"

Scarred sturdy man: "?"

Lu Xiaolu widened his eyes and looked at the lords, and the scene fell into silence.

The mechanical young man's expression changed slightly, and he was the first to react, and asked carefully: "Excuse me, is that 'Five Fireball Defense Tower' yours?"

Lu Xiaolu: "...No!"

She also reacted, Luo Chen was using her as a shield!

Lu Xiaolu raised the spiritual melon in his hand and said proudly: "I am a scoundrel!"

Lords: "???"

Why can you say such a thing in such a proud tone.

The mechanical youth looked back and looked at the gradually disappearing wreckage of the Succubus Tower. The defense tower that impressed them had disappeared.

Obviously, the Tianjiao lord did not seem to want to deal with them.

Why was he so sure?

A young lord who looked like a college student, but mastered the defense tower in the evolution stage, what else could he be if not a Tianjiao?

The outrageous performance of the Flame Explosion Tower made several lords around him assume that it was a defense tower in the evolution state, and it used an extraordinary evolution program.

In addition to evolution, whose defense tower can grow such a high anti-injury effect!

In their limited cognition, they could not imagine the second possibility.

Regardless of how the adult lords asked, Lu Xiaolu smiled and said she knew nothing, then raised the spiritual melon:

"Would you like a piece?"

The scarred man took the spiritual melon and handed Lu Xiaolu a blue item: "Thank you for the melon, I'll give you a small toy."

"You should also have a defense tower, you can use it to strengthen it."

Lu Xiaolu refused disrespectfully and put it away with peace of mind.

Luo Chen used her as a shield, why can't she take advantage of the power of the tiger.

The scarred man: "Add a friend?"

Lu Xiaolu, who was short-handed by others, naturally agreed.

The mechanical young man cursed inwardly: 'Old fox! '

The unidentified Tianjiao lord avoided him, and the scarred man, who had been struggling in society, naturally knew that it was a very stupid thing to disturb the other party at this time.

So, he decisively gave gifts to the gangster follower, first establishing a relatively distant relationship, which was better than having no relationship at all.

That's a Tianjiao lord!

In the vast world of lords with river systems as units, if it weren't for the great struggle, there might not be one for several years!

The mechanical young man silently took out a blue prop and squeezed into the crowd with a smile on his face: "Boss, add a friend?"

This situation is not an isolated case. Almost all the lords who are watching did this.

Lu Xiaolu was a little surprised: "Is there such a benefit for the spectators? "

However, she did not lose her mind.

Although Lu Xiaolu added friends one by one, she did not open her information to them, especially her address, school, etc.

The first rule of the spectators: Don't offend the protagonist who is in the limelight.

Otherwise, you will change from a spectator to an inconspicuous cannon fodder.

After a while, Lu Xiaolu realized it a little bit: "Hey, where is Shanyu?"

...

Somewhere in the western part of the basin,

A large number of defense towers released various types of artillery fire, besieging a certain glazed purple bamboo tower that looked like a work of art.

The purple threads overlapped one another, and the mysterious power that gathered together twisted the space.

Each thread was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, turning the surrounding space upside down.

The threads were light and agile, like an elegant dancer.

The performance of the purple threads fully demonstrated what it meant to use a little force to achieve a great result.

The power of the surrounding environment, under the attraction of the threads, merged into a purple light shield to welcome the endless artillery fire.

No matter how fierce the surrounding artillery fire was, it could not shake the light shield.

The Glazed Purple Bamboo Tower took a very steady step, and the purple light shield was like a towering Mount Tai.

One step at a time, the speed was extremely slow.

Those who faced the Glazed Purple Bamboo Tower felt as if they were facing a natural disaster, but they could not resist it, and could only let infinite despair spread in their hearts.

When the Glazed Purple Bamboo Tower approached a certain distance, the purple threads hidden in the air would show their scarlet teeth to the enemy like a cold-blooded hunter in the dark night.

With just a few purple threads and in less than three seconds, the Glazed Purple Bamboo Tower easily destroyed a defense tower.An ordinary, ugly adult lord in his thirties waved his arms and commanded the lords beside him: "Don't look at it!"

"Its evolutionary route is the Soul-Sucking Equation!"

"Everyone listen to my command. It's not fast. As long as we work together, we can definitely demolish it!"

"Don't you want the evolutionary blueprint of the 'Soul-Sucking Equation'?"

Many lords responded in unison: "Okay!"

On the premise of having common interests, as long as a leader can be decided, high-quality talents will spontaneously form a group, quickly gather strength, and burst out with amazing power.

Although they are not elite warriors who have fought a hundred battles, they are definitely not a mob.

Because they are not afraid of death, and will not retreat in the face of danger. Instead, they will pave the way with the lives of defense towers, just to achieve strategic goals.

The Ugly Lord, who looked to be in his thirties, raised his arms and shouted: "There is no opponent in front of us!"

Continuous fireballs came from behind the lords. The hot fireballs were like thunder and fire from the sky, fiercely bombarding the continuous defense tower line.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fierce flames came up with small mushroom clouds, and the astonishing high temperature mixed with the warm wind brushed across the faces of the lords.

A red-robed lord took a deep breath, his eyes bright: "This smell..."

On the other side, the lord with a torch hairstyle gave a thumbs up to the distance: "Too handsome!"

"Definitely the direct descendant of our 'Five Fireballs Cult'!"

The 30-year-old Uchou lord's face turned black: "Bah, where does the 'Five Fireballs Cult' come from? Your evolution equation has been spread everywhere!"

The torch-haired lord said proudly: "Five Fireballs are everywhere, everyone is a direct descendant!"

Uchou lord rolled his eyes: "Well said, then can you convince the other party not to attack us?"

Red-robed lord: "..."

The torch-haired lord patted his chest: "No problem, leave it to me!"

Red-robed lord: "???"

The torch-haired lord strode out and headed to the back, raising his hands high: "Please fire at me!"

Luo Chen: "?"

Luo Chen looked puzzled, but still generously satisfied the other party's wish.

Five fireballs were fired in succession, and the continuous explosion of fireballs sent the torch-haired lord, the lord behind him, and the surrounding defense towers to hell.

Endless fireworks filled the entire venue, and this area turned into a sea of ​​fire in a very short time.

The whole place was devastated and full of debris.

Under the protection of the rules of the virtual plane, the lords were naturally unscathed.

The torch-haired lord stood in the flames, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "It's done, he won't attack us again."

The face of the ugly lord had a constipated expression that wanted to curse: "Nonsense!"

"Our defense towers are all gone! He is so bored that he would attack a group of eliminated people!"

The torch-haired lord: "Just tell me, have I solved it!"

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, they felt that their palms were a little itchy.

The "itch" of wanting to hit someone!