Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3207: Find a way and blow up the base

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"Are you sure... you destroyed the base and can't change the facts?"

The cold voice of the girl, like an echo, constantly echoed in everyone's eardrums.

"That's better, give it a try, can you change it."

With the last word of the girl, like Hong Zhong, it hit everyone's heart for a moment.

The girl's figure flashed suddenly, turning into a red afterimage.

"Swish—"

A sound of breaking through the air.

The crowd swarming towards Ye Qingluo's body suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, unable to go any further.

"What is this?!"

"What is stopping my foot?"

"No! Something is around my waist!"

"Blood! Bleeding!"

The disciples of the Dark You Palace yelled eagerly.

For a while, everyone panicked.

After encountering this weird thing, they all wanted to go back.

Yes...

Turns around.

They found that the retreat behind them was also blocked by an invisible object.

If you want to force it over.

Their skin will be cut inexplicably, bleeding out...

"No, look, what is this!" Suddenly, a disciple of the Dark You Palace grabbed something forward.

Blood oozes from the palm of his hand.

A drop of blood, as if in mid-air, formed a thin line.

When the blood is rendered more.

Everyone reacted.

What kind of thin line is this.

It's a...extremely small and indestructible silver wire!

This silver wire is cut like mud and sharp as a blade!

Just a touch.

It can easily cut the robe, cut the skin, and embed it directly in the flesh and blood.

The disciples of Dark Yougong's backs got cold, and one after another stood still, not dare to move for a while.

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched lightly, and she smiled enchantingly: "Don't you want to do it? Come, let's go together, don't waste time, I have to figure out a way...Blast your base."

"You!" Hearing Ye Qingluo's unscrupulous words, the disciples of Dark Yougong blushed with anger.

Yes, a sharp silver wire completely invisible in front of the face.

They don't even know how to get close to Ye Qingluo.

Wind chime's eyes drenched, and quickly stepped back to the black-robed man, and grabbed the black-robed man: "Quick! Control the dead puppets and attack them! Dead puppets won't be afraid of those invisible silver threads!"

"No, useless...the dead puppets are useless to them...they, they..." The black-robed man was already breathless by Ye Qingluo, and was pulled by the rude wind chime. I just feel that the throat is constantly surging.

Listening to the stammering words, Wind Chime slapped the black-robed man's face with an impatient slap: "Shut up! Now immediately control the dead puppet for me, or I will throw you over!"

The black-robed man was forced by this slap to make the smell of sweetness in his throat burst out instantly.

It happened to have a wind chime on his face.

The viscous liquid made Feng Chime's eyes suddenly become full of murderous intent.

She lifted her sleeves and wiped the blood from her face vigorously.

The black-robed man was forced to be helpless, so he had to manipulate the dead puppets and surrounded them.

The flame-devouring fan was re-refined by Tang Beiyu, and on top of this silver thread, the spiritual power of You Yin was also incorporated.

The dead puppet is not afraid of the severe pain, and forcibly pulls on those silver threads.

Countless residual limbs, cut off by silver wires, rolled to the ground.

Puppets of dead corpses fell on the ground.

This scene caused fear in the hearts of the disciples of the Dark You Palace.

In the hearts of the disciples of the Dark You Palace, what they rely on has always been dead puppets...