This wave of luck points is not as simple as one drop per person.

But two drops per person!

After all, it was a bet that was recognized by Dao Jindan; if it weren’t for Zuo Xiaoduo’s shameless behavior of looking at the faces of overlords and telling dead people that they would die by looking at their faces, there would only be more of this wave!

However, despite this, Zuo Xiaoduo's luck suddenly reached a whole new level!

A total of seven thousand drops!

Seven thousand drops!

Zuo Xiaoduo felt like he was going crazy.

OMG...so rich!

Suddenly, I had a whim: "If I go to the battlefield to read the fortunes of a legion of hundreds of thousands of people...ohhhhhh..."

Everyone behind him was stunned.

We all know you won. We won.

You killed everyone.

But you feel so comfortable after killing all the people? Looking at you looking so comfortable, it's as if you were killed by a big health care horse... This sound, tsk tsk, is simply unbearable.

Even if that guy had reached the pinnacle of extreme beauty, it wouldn't be as good as the expression on his face and the rippling voice in his mouth... It's almost as if he's suffocating...

Many girls blushed.

What's the sound of this little bastard!

It took a long time for Zuo Xiaoduo to wake up from the ultimate feeling of comfort; he felt all the meridians in his body...

Don't talk about anything else, just say one thing: If the original compression can be compressed up to forty-five times, then this time, at the lowest, it can be compressed up to fifty times!

This kind of progress is simply enormous.

Then look at everyone...

"The decisive battle is over. What are your expressions?"

Zuo Xiaoduo Shiran walked back and said in surprise: "We didn't lose a single soldier and won a complete victory... Well, although we didn't collect the spoils, it can't be considered a complete victory. We still defeated the opponent completely.

Shouldn't we be happy, cheering, and celebrating victory with joy? Why do you all look uglier than if you had lost a battle?"

Old principal Han Wankui's eyes bulged and his face turned pale: "Everyone...is gone? That's right...the entire army on the other side has been annihilated?"

"yes."

"Really... all dead? All... just... transformed? Dead?"

"yes."

"This... how... how is this possible..."

The old principal can't even speak.

Baishan City was just gone.

All the people in Baishan City died!?

Only now did I understand Zuo Xiaoduo's true intention of setting up a decisive battle between all members yesterday. It turned out... that it was actually like this!

So poisonous!

So poisonous!

This Zuo Xiaoduo, it turned out that he had made this idea long ago.
Chapter completed!