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Códigos de enero de la defensa de la torre del baño de Roblox

Autor : Scarlett Actualizar : Feb 23,2025

La popularidad global de Skibi Toilet Meme lo convierte en una vista familiar para los jugadores. ROBLOX: La defensa de la torre del baño combina hábilmente este meme con el juego clásico de defensa de la torre. A continuación se muestra una lista de Roblox: Códigos de defensa de la torre del baño.

Actualizado el 7 de enero de 2025 por Artur Novichenko: Si bien no hay códigos actualmente activos, esta guía se actualizará al lanzarse. Marque esta página para mantenerse informado.

Todos los códigos de defensa de la torre del baño

Los desarrolladores de juegos de Roblox actualizan con frecuencia sus códigos, introduciendo otros nuevos y permitiendo que los mayores expiren para mantener la emoción. Esta guía se actualiza regularmente para garantizar que los fanáticos no se pierdan las recompensas.

Códigos verificados el 7 de enero de 2025.

Códigos activos de defensa de la torre del baño

  • Actualmente, no hay códigos activos.

Códigos de defensa de la torre del inodoro vencido

  • CoolScientist - 100 monedas
  • Summonfix - 1 Boost de suerte y 100 monedas
  • `parásitos ' - 200 monedas
  • Newgifts - 200 monedas
  • plzmythic - 300 monedas
  • Cameraheli - 200 monedas
  • SpeakerUpgrade - 200 monedas
  • AutoSkip - 200 monedas
  • yaymech - 200 monedas

Cómo canjear códigos en la defensa de la torre del baño

Los códigos redentores son sencillos. Incluso si eres nuevo en la redención del código de Roblox, el proceso es simple y similar a otros juegos de Roblox. Sigue estos pasos:

  1. Lanza la defensa de la torre del baño.
  2. Acceda al chat en el juego.
  3. Escriba /Redime [Código] (por ejemplo, /redimir Summonfix).
  4. Envíe el mensaje para canjear el código y reclamar su recompensa.

Nota: Los problemas temporales del servidor pueden evitar la redención del código. Si no tiene éxito, vuelva a intentarlo más tarde.

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