Chapter 1201: Lower Limit
The main brain center was inextricably fighting, attracting most of the power of the blue camp. To see ?? Book ???ยท
On the other hand, the resting place of Gong Yiqiao is much quieter. Tens of thousands of puppets stood here, silent, protecting their masters as before.
Suddenly, a light came on directly above the coffin, and the previously paralyzed mechanism restarted, opening an exit.
A figure flew out of it, the speed was galloping, and it was Fan Lang himself!
He didn't participate in the battle of the main brain center, but he appeared here!
This is actually a serial plan, the previous vibrations were striking the east and west, and the large-scale attack on the main brain center was also striking the east and west.
The two serial schemes diverted Lan Ying's attention and created a good opportunity for Fan Lang to do it.
Rumble!
Fan Lang descended from the sky and went straight to the huge coffin below, the speed was so fast that the laws of the shaking were so fast that even the laws of the surrounding Dao were twisted and shattered, and countless complex lines appeared, as well as colored spectra.
Originally, there were a lot of defenses here, but now they are all paralyzed, which means that the door of the cave is wide open, and the defense ability is greatly reduced, so you can only rely on the surrounding puppets to protect the coffin.
The puppet army reacted quickly, spotting the invaders falling from the sky and responding accordingly.
"Someone attacked!"
"Be careful, protect the coffin of your master!"
"The first team goes out to meet the enemy, the second team protects the coffin, and the third team waits for the opportunity!"
The puppet army has a special strategy to deal with different situations, and it is clearly divided into multiple squads, one of which is thousands of teams, one of which flew into the air one after another to meet Fan Lang.
Fan Lang came prepared, and instantly entered the form of his true self, his body shone brightly, and a pair of glasses with a strange painting style appeared on his face, and his strength skyrocketed???. Want?? Reading ยท
He made a seal with both hands, divided left and right, and used the exercise method to condense an octagonal treasure mirror, which was engraved with the patterns of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui.
Gossip Xuanguang Mirror!
This is a treasure mirror condensed by exercises, which has many miraculous effects, and can mainly move space.
That's not enough.
Fan Lang took out another treasure mirror from his body, which was exactly the same as the treasure mirror condensed by the exercises, the difference was that one was the condensation of the exercises, and the other was the genuine treasure itself.
He stacked the two mirrors on top of each other, fitting them together and overlapping them perfectly. Then take out a card with the same mirror painted on it.
The card's light flashed, releasing the third mirror and stacking it with the first two mirrors again.
Exercises, treasures, cards, all three in one!
There are not many things in the world that can carry out this kind of superposition, and Fan Lang also relied on the help of the system to get together the corresponding exercises, treasures, and cards. If you are someone else, you may not be able to spend money.
After the integration of the three, the effect of the Bagua Xuanguang Mirror is greatly enhanced, and it can simply turn the world around.
Fan Lang urged the treasure mirror, and the mirror light shone, and thousands of his phantoms appeared in the light, each of them was exactly the same as him, and even the breath was exactly the same, enough to confuse the real with the fake.
This illusion is not a simple illusion, but a more high-end spatial dislocation.
Numerous apparitions are real and false, and each can be said to be real or false. As long as Fan Lang is willing, he can complete the replacement in an instant, and he can teleport there wherever he wants to appear, which is simply unusual.
The army of tomb guards was suddenly circled, and there were so many enemies around them that they had no way to start, so they could only attack indiscriminately, attacking Fan Lang's thousands of phantoms respectively.
There are constantly phantoms that are shattered, and at the same time new ones are generated, which are simply endless.
As for Fan Lang himself, he hid in the phantom, quickly approached the coffin of Gong Yiqiao, forcibly broke through the defense net of the tomb guards, and came all the way to the top of the coffin, and landed on it.
Fan Lang's face sank like water, and many disk-shaped metal objects with adsorption capacity were released from his body, and these things were attached to the coffin one after another, firmly adsorbed on it.
The objects looked like "discus", and one of the discus flew away, clinging to the ground.
Fan Lang's thought moved, and the lone "discus" exploded.
This is actually a bomb!
Thundered!
A pillar of white light flashed, and the bomb formed a penetrating explosion effect, blasting the solid ground into a deep crater, and if you look down from above, it is simply bottomless.
This bomb is only for display, and the real threat is the bomb that is attached to the coffin.
"Stop it! If you dare to mess around, I'll detonate these bombs and blow your master's coffin to pieces! You've seen the power of the bombs, and they're enough to blow the coffin open. You don't want your master's body to be wiped out, so do as I say!" Fan Lang warned sharply.
The many bombs flickered dangerously, as if they were about to explode at any moment.
These bombs were all exchanged by Fan Lang from the system using the exchange function, and each one was full of power.
The army of tomb guards present was shocked, and the leader hurriedly ordered the attack to be suspended, and the surroundings gradually quieted down. The eyes of thousands of puppets stared at Fan Lang who fell on the coffin, as well as those bombs.
This stalemate is exactly what Fan Lang wants.
"Very well, now continue to listen to my orders, you all retreat a thousand feet, no one is allowed to approach this coffin, and then inform the leader of the Blue Camp of the news here, let her be silent, and then come to me. Fan Lang threatened.
"You bastard, you dare to desecrate our master's coffin, you deserve death. The owner's coffin is strong and unbreakable, and you can't blow it up. If you detonate those bombs, you'll be killed yourself!" said one of the puppet leaders.
"You think too much, I'm not going to put myself in danger. Don't believe your eyes, it may not be me who stands on top of the coffin. Again, stop the offensive and withdraw my troops, otherwise I will detonate the bomb. โ
"If you really dare to do this, the Blue Camp will never let you go!"
"I dare to bet, do you dare to bet? Ten breath time, this is the deadline, after ten breaths I will detonate the bomb and blow your master's body to ashes!"
"You!"
"Ten, nine, eight!"
Fan Lang began to count down, showing a resolute gesture.
The army of tomb guards is loyal to the lord, how can they risk the body of the master, when Fan Lang counted to five, the leader hurriedly ordered the troops to retreat.
The many puppets retreated to all sides as if the tide had receded, away from the coffin, and informed the leader of the Blue Camp of what had happened here.
Fan Lang looked at the retreating army of tomb guards, and the corners of his lips slightly curled.
Using other people's bodies as a threat, this practice is really insidious, and it can be regarded as refreshing Fan Lang's lower limit. In order to achieve his goals, he has always been unscrupulous and does not have so many scruples.
In the forest, predators are always cruel.