"Presumptuous!"

The naked humiliation attracted the shouts of the surrounding people, and it is no exaggeration to say that if the gaze could kill, the barbarian would have been cut by the demons with thousands of knives.

The barbarian is not afraid, or does not care. The Gun King cared, but there was no outburst of anger.

"Mr. Thirteen is wiser than the sky, his footprints are all over the spirits and demons, and everyone knows his deeds, and he is not the only one who is convinced. ”

"Don't talk about much. In the battle of Jinshan, the demon cultivator was trapped and could only react passively, and the bigwigs of all spiritual circles gathered, because Mr. rushed to Jinshan with a word, and I didn't hear that anyone dared to disagree. ”

The king of guns may have shortcomings in handling things, and it is not so easy to lose simply by bickering. With a light speech, it was not only the barbarian venerable who went in, but also all the masters of the major forces in the spiritual realm.

A plan determines the outcome of a battle, and then changes the trend of the entire war, especially the word "dare", if it slaps every spiritual boss in the face, the voice is extremely crisp. Compared to this, commanding a few demon monks is nothing, and the spiritual realm is the one who loses face.

In particular, the demon clan was trapped in Jinshan back then, and there was no way to enter the heavens and the earth, and they were really cornered; now that they are told like this, not only is there nothing wrong, but it seems that the bigwigs of all parties in the spiritual realm are even more incompetent.

Hearing this, the people around the Demon Cultivators, mainly the Randance Academy, were in a big mood, and they all cast approving glances at the Gun King, cheering for him, and more people were busy fighting, while fighting bravely to kill the demon mosquitoes, shouting and shouting a little more energy.

In the entire Demon Domain, in terms of the emotional belonging to Xiao Shisanlang, the Flurry is undoubtedly ranked first, and even surpasses the concept of race. The statue of the dean is at the gate, and he looks at it every day, and he has long regarded it as a part of himself, and his own family is touted, and it is a happy thing to go too far, as for the barbarian to look at his expression. It was as if the demon cultivator was the prisoner, and he was the general who led the team to victory.

This guy can't be killed, he can't be killed, and it can't be suppressed.

The Spear King really lived up to expectations, and continued to mock: "It's a pity that His Holiness has been trapped in the Demon Domain for thirty years, if not. The battle for the Outlands will not drag on until today. ”

"Well said!"

The mood of the demons became more and more comfortable, and many people opened their mouths to shout, applauding the king of guns, and at the same time applauding the barbarians, such as "If the Venerable was willing to go out of the mountain back then, he would definitely be able to settle the situation in one battle." "The four star fields are retreating one after another, and they only hate not knowing the barbarian respect in advance. "Such a person actually fell into the hands of the demon cultivator casually, it is really" and so on. The expression is the same meaning: if you have the ability to show it, you will only talk about it, and some people can cure you.

In the face of this situation, Yan Meng was ashamed and couldn't raise his head angrily, sighed with a whim, and wrinkled his facial features on an old face. The nose and eyes are almost indistinguishable. The two of them are weak, so they are not restricted by the ban, and they dare not use the power of power. The feeling of suffocation is particularly heavy.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Manzun still had the same expression, waited until the surrounding qi calmed down, and said: "It's not the same as spirituality, it's a bit silly." ”

"Poof!" Knowing that the Daoist Master was playing treasure, Yan Meng still couldn't help laughing, and then quickly restrained his patience. The simple and pure appearance is in a daze.

"The leprechaun has a pretty good smile. The little palace master was a little dissatisfied and muttered softly.

Yan Meng was stunned for a moment, glared at each other angrily, and stared at him wide-eyed.

The two girls are glamorous, and the atmosphere is unconsciously relaxed. The demons were concerned about whether their palace master could overpower the other party, and ignored the words of the barbarian venerable, without causing more waves.

The Gun King smiled bitterly in his heart, sighed slightly and said, "Now is not the time to fight, Venerable"

"Let's get down to business. ”

The barbarian suddenly became more straightforward and said, "The Demon Mosquito is mutated, and its strength is much stronger than estimated in advance, right?"

The Gun King replied, "As far as we can see, it's more than ten times more than expected. ”

Manzun said: "The boundaries of the various races have been broken, the demon mosquitoes are connected as a whole, and the mosquito extermination team is caught off guard, fighting separately, and the situation is bad, right?"

The Gun King thought for a moment and replied worriedly, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I think it should be like this." ”

The barbarian continued: "The enemy is strong and I am weak, the situation is reversed, why are you so stupid, and you still fight according to the original strategy?"

Mrs. Huanggu said slightly angrily: "If you don't fight, will you just go back?" What you want now is a way, not for you to try to speak." ”

The rest were all angry, and the atmosphere that had just eased was violent again, and even a few bigwigs couldn't hold it back, and they opened their mouths to accuse.

Manzun was very satisfied with this, and put his head high and posed as "I am my superior, I will not say it", as if he wanted to make everyone angry.

The demons grew angrier and angrier

"Shut up. ”

At this point, the Spear King roughly touched the temperament of the Barbarian Venerable, raised his hand to stop it, and said sincerely with his fist at the Barbarian Venerable: "What does the Venerable have in mind?"

"In the end, it is a person who has been nurtured by the students of our college, so it is like words. ”

The barbarian looked at him approvingly and said, "The demon mosquito fights for the king, and kills each other."

Lady Araku sneered and said, "I'm afraid that His Holiness is wrong. Once the Demon Mosquito elects a new king, it means that it will be able to concentrate all its power in one place, which will be even more disadvantageous to us. ”

Manzun sneered and said, "Do you know what the Dao deity wants to say?"

Lady Arako was stunned, but she didn't get angry like she had just done. It was the Gun King who stood up again, and kept feeling in his heart that it was difficult to lead, he was a demon cultivator, and he had the words of his ancestors to give orders, and when Thirteen was in the blood domain, how did he trim a group of rebellious demons into obedience?

"In order that you may be convinced, speak from the beginning. ”

The barbarian regained his face and continued: "The original plan of the Demon Palace, the idiots of all races are the main force to kill the demon mosquitoes, you are responsible for forcibly taking the middle lane, rushing to the altar to arrange the soul sealing array, and resealing the ghost that is entrenched in the third layer and is said to be very strong, right?"

Still nonsense, the gun king can only nod.

Manzun said: "Now the situation has changed, those who kill mosquitoes cannot get rid of mosquitoes, and they are afraid that the whole army will be wiped out; In such a situation, shouldn't you change your strategy not to give up, but to adjust, and do you understand the adjustment?"

This is clearly a humble person, and Lady Arako feels that he is mainly targeting herself. The whole face was as black as the mole. Fortunately, Manzun didn't go too far this time, and quickly went on to explain and come up with a strategy.

"Put aside the sealing for the time being, start from the periphery and walk on the edge, gradually sweeping, and gather all the teams participating in the autumn hunt. Do so. One is to strengthen oneself, the other is to weaken the demon mosquito, and the third is to wait and watch the demon mosquito kill each other and buy time."

"Wait!"

The Gun King opened his mouth to interrupt and asked, "The first two are reasonable, and the third point is the same as the concern just now, how can it be called buying time?"

The barbarian sighed deeply and said with emotion: "Fool, Demon Mosquito King. It's remarkable that there is one more commander, and the overall strength is not strong but weak. On the contrary, after the demons gather, the strength becomes stronger to be able to work together, and they can advance and retreat independently. And don't forget, by that time, the space here will definitely be a lot empty, and the demon mosquitoes will no longer be as dense as they are now, and they will always find a place to use them. ”

"Think about it from a different perspective. The current demon team is not only not the opponent of the demon mosquito. And with a plate of scattered sand, there is no way to survive at all. After gathering into a formation, the contrast between strength and strength is no longer so obvious, and you can still use resourcefulness. ”

His eyes were full of puzzlement, his face was full of sympathy, and he raised his eyes and looked around. Said contemptuously: "Stupid, more resourceful, actually afraid of a mosquito?"

After hearing these words, the surrounding demon cultivators finally calmed down, and then they were embarrassed. Look at each other.

Isn't it? The devil mosquito is the king, unified command, but no matter how powerful it is, it is also a mosquito, the spirit of all things, and the brain is not as good as a mosquito?

How embarrassing!

"The master is so good!" The innate nature, the cute girl is born without knowing the taste of sorrow, and cheers for the teacher.

"Such a simple truth, only a dead brain like a demon cultivator would not be able to think of it. The inspiration muttered secretly, and a pair of mouse eyes wandered around, observing how many people heard his words.

"Old thing, wait until you see your brother, let him clean you up!"

"Brother?" the spirit blinked.

"It's Senior Brother Xiao. Yan Meng explained to him, and at the same time did not forget to remind the Demon Palace Master.

"Senior brother's sisters are too much, you have to queue up. ”

"Makes sense, but there is a problem. ”

Lady Arago spoke again, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Demon mosquitoes are rampant, and the surface of the ground is leveled along the way, and there is almost no difference. The teams are scattered in all directions, and they can't even discern the direction, how can they be gathered?"

Similar to the Spirit-Weary Ants that Thirteen Lang had obtained, the hungry demon mosquitoes devoured everything they could eat, not sparing even the slightly nutrient stones, and until their numbers were saturated, they began to treat their own kind as food. Looking around, it's hard to see any characteristic markings.

If it makes sense, it is a very practical question, in exchange for a sneer and mockery from the brute.

"If the deity is not mistaken, Lu Daoyou can not only sense the existence of the altar, but also accurately judge the distance. ”

"What's the use?"

"Useful. ”

The Spear King stopped Lady Huanggu, first hugged his fists at the Barbarian Venerable and thanked him, then turned to the surrounding group of cultivators, pointed out the direction and shouted categorically: "Order, turn around and turn, and change the formation of the arrow." ”

"No!"

The order is like a mountain. The previous argument was an argument, and once the Lord made a decision, the demons carried it out extremely resolutely. After only a moment, the team of more than two hundred people was reorganized, the wounded were in the center and the battle was in front, and the surrounding group cultivators assisted in killing to the side and back, and the speed increased several times.

This is normal, rushing all the way, the golden mosquito king was killed several times in a row, the demon mosquito itself is very chaotic, and the resistance is naturally much smaller.

There is no golden mosquito king, there is no kind of mosquito pillar crushing, several bigwigs no longer participate in the battle, each breathing, unlike before, now there are a few more "time bombs" in the team, and you need to divide your mind to keep an eye on it.

Especially the barbarian, he was protected by the demons as a "sick number", and the gun king by his side followed him closely, and he didn't dare to relax at any time. The wonderful thing is that the barbarian does not feel awkward, talks and laughs freely, and even has the leisure to joke with the gun king.

"There are two things that the deity has never figured out, whether Taoist friends can see and teach. ”

"I don't dare to be taught, the Venerable has something, and Lu should try his best to answer. The words of the gun king were very polite, but his expression was a little vigilant.

"Just now, the deity didn't explain how to find those people, so Daoist friends ordered you to really know what to do?"

How vain do you have to be to ask such a question?

Venerable, how can you be such a person?

The Spear King stared blankly at the Barbarian Zun, and for a long time, he suddenly sneered.

"Do you understand centrifugal force?"

“”

It was the turn of the barbarian to be in a daze, and he lost his words halfway

(To be continued......)