"There must be roots in such a big change in a hundred years. ”

Thirteen Lang grabbed it in the air, summoned a handful of sand grains, or corpses, and said after careful observation: "The qi of sharp gold, the qi of the necromancy, should be the source." ”

After a pause, Shisanlang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Maybe there is something else." ”

The Sharp Gold Qi makes the Demon Mosquito stronger and more aggressive, and the Necromantic Qi makes it more ferocious and ruthless.

Both monks and Taoists thought of this and were silent for a while.

After a moment, Bufan hesitated and said, "What kind of king is the king?"

Thirteen Lang replied: "The silver level can be seen everywhere, the mosquito swarm is constantly fighting, and there must be more than one golden demon mosquito." ”

The two monks looked at each other slightly.

Thirteen Lang continued: "Based on my experience last time, the purple-level mosquito queen can exceed 100 million, and a casual look here can find silver-level, and there are almost no primary-level demon mosquitoes, indicating that their number has reached the limit that the space can bear, and they can only choose to eliminate." ”

Sighing helplessly, Thirteen Lang said: "In other words, the entire second-floor space is full of demon mosquitoes. ”

Hiss!

The monks looked at each other, speechless, and the posture of swaying supernatural powers could not be as "heroic" as just now.

Thirteen Lang said again: "Those ghosts are of unknown origin, and they seem to be sifting through them. ”

This sentence is a bit redundant. With the previous reminder, how could the monks and Taoists not notice that those ghosts are also not easy to provoke.

"What should I do?"

The feeling of the monk is very wonderful, like drifting alone in the middle of the boundless sea, and the heart is empty and lonely.

The conditions that must be met to capture the flag in the army are: the individual strength exceeds the opponent's main general by more than one point, otherwise it can only rely on luck. Once entanglement occurs, there is no difference from sending it to death.

The golden devil mosquito is hidden in the sea of mosquitoes, and its strength is unknown. There are evil ghosts in the underworld, and you still want to rush to kill and kill the generals?

"Don't worry too much. ”

Thirteen Lang's voice was still steady, and he said lightly: "First of all, although the demon mosquito is strong, we are also very strong, much stronger than the golden mosquito. Secondly. We are in an invincible position, and we have the conditions to change shifts and rest to stabilize our camp, and then we have time and opportunity to gradually find out the situation before deciding whether to move forward or not. The last and most critical thing is that the magic mosquito is in civil strife, and we are not the only one who has killed the mosquito this time. ”

If you can cover it, you can cover it, and at a critical moment, a few words can make a team lose its morale. On the contrary, it can also stabilize the morale of the army and regenerate pride.

After listening to Thirteen Lang's words, Bufan's expression moved slightly, and he was a little surprised and asked: "Find out the details and then make a decision, Mr. is going to"

Thirteen Lang nodded calmly and said, "Kill slowly, take turns to kill, kill them all!"

Words are shocking. Without waiting for the monk and the two to come to their senses, they suddenly raised their eyes together with Thirteen Lang.

A moment of conversation. The messy demon mosquito is beginning to show its magic, and the real offensive is coming. At the far end, a brilliant pillar, along the way, "pick up" the ghost shadow of the mosquito sea, roaring.

Thirteen Lang smiled and said, "The time for the test has come, who will come?"

"Me!"

Drink clearly. The Fire Maiden felt like her chest was about to explode, and her body was like an arrow

A stick with the thickness of a finger rolls, and its force cannot even crush an ant, its circumference is the same as a fist, and it is qualified to make ordinary people dare not kick easily, and if it is thicker, it can slow down the movement of the army. and so that it is as thick as a leg. Once it accelerates and rolls, it is not only possible to stop the waist and bend the horse, but also to urge Lin to pull out the village.

The ten-zhang tall pillar, the whole body is composed of small mosquitoes, and then rolls along the way like a hill, what is the power, how powerful?

Overwhelming, similar words often exist only in the imagination, sound scary, but in fact there is no matching scene. Now, when the giant pillar like the tentacles of the Heavenly Demon rolled over, there was only one thought left in the hearts of all those who saw it: sweep!

Sweeping the sky and the ground, the shape of the pillar is not straight, like an earthworm with countless sharp thorns winding its body and sweeping everything it encounters. What is frightening and incomprehensible is that all the demon mosquito mouthparts that have been caught and added to the pillar are all the same, and the eyes of billions of needles and eyes turn with the pillar, like billions of thorns piercing the void.

Among the demon mosquitoes are ghosts, and the illusory body is like glue, tightly bonding hundreds of millions of demon mosquitoes that could not be condensed and formed, and turning them into an unprecedented mace.

It wasn't until this time that everyone really understood how the ghost and the demon mosquito cooperated. No one was stupid enough to think that the ghosts would be fixed to the end, and if they tried to dodge, the pillars would scatter like whips, whipping them up and whipping them apart, slicing them apart and breaking them apart.

The big stick swept, seemingly from the sky, and only a whistling sound was heard in the ears, and thousands of sharp thorns and thousands of eyes were close in front of him. At the same time, in the distance, the next giant stick was gradually taking shape, ready to perform its next attack. In this way, the entire demon mosquito space is like an incomparably huge octopus monster, which senses that a human has entered its territory at this moment, so it waves a tentacle that is too big and not too agile, and kills these daring guys.

Obviously, the few people who broke in had been discovered by a powerful being, and they had paid enough attention to it, and the offensive was continuous, and they were not stopping

"Aaron!"

The thunder roared into the ears, and the wind that blew up alone was no less than the full force of the overhaul, and he saw the pillar rolling over, and his eyes met the hundreds of millions of pairs of indifferent and alternating eyes, and the big gray roared loudly, and the hair on his whole body stood on end.

It was not the Great Ash that was against the enemy, but its evil intent was uncontrollable, as if it was cold when the tip of a knife was pointed at the throat, and it was bound to be scorched when surrounded by flames, and there was no longer a smile on the face of the donkey, and he looked very worried as he watched the fiery red figure pounce on the pillar full of sharp thorns.

"Is she okay? Would you like to help?"

"If not, you can do it. ”

Thirteen Lang's expression was still indifferent, and there was a coldness in his calm voice.

"That's right. Master Extraordinary understood what he meant, and sighed silently.

If everyone doesn't get a respite, they will soon have no energy left because of the consumption of demon mosquitoes, not only will they not be able to kill and polish themselves, but they will still be unable to protect themselves. In fact, it's time for the strongest blow. A few people here are not completely relaxed, the monks and Taoists have both received their magical powers, secretly breathing to restore their mana, Thirteen Lang cleans the surroundings, and the big ash and Tianxin are responsible for filling the leaks, and no one is allowed to be idle.

Don't forget, except for the Thirteen Lang family. The three Danas are all spiritual cultivators, and they can only rely on spirit stones to replenish their mana here, and they are more restricted. In addition, there is the most important one, whether it is the golden demon mosquito or the ghost king behind the scenes, so far not even a shadow has leaked out, and now he is rushing and fighting, waiting to dig his own grave.

Defend solidly, and everyone takes turns to fight against the mosquito pillar, and then they can talk step by step. It's strategy.

If you can't do it, you have to do it!

"Roar!"

Against the wind, smelling the fishy smell and the smell of heavy blood, the fire girl roared like a brute.

The bun on his head has long been blown away, and his waist-length hair flutters in the wind, and his forward rush is too violent, and the red clothes are clinging to his body, outlining a thrilling graceful curve.

Compared to that mosquito column. The Fire Maiden is as insignificant as an ant, but her arrogance does not seem to fall. No, it seems to be more arrogant than the other party. From behind, she looks like a belt of fire that spreads straight out, burning all the way and being arrogant all the way, performing the feat of ants breaking the mountain.

The pillar rises from the edge of the sky, and man comes from under his feet. The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed

10,000 meters, 3,000 meters, 100 meters, the long road suddenly heard the roar of the sky, and the roar of the demon mosquito. The demon hissed, and Wu Zun punched at the same time.

"Triple wave, collapse!"

Three loud noises came out one after another, which was particularly penetrating in the sound of the sky. Huo Linglong's fists were divided into ten meters to the left and right, and the middle door was wide open and hit head-on, fierce, arrogant, domineering, and stubborn, such as from a wild field battle.

Such as beating a three-way drum.

The two fists were punched, and two clear traces could be seen, at first like a sword flashing, then like a spear head sharp, and the next moment it turned into a giant cone to penetrate, and there were not only how many demon mosquitoes were smashed in the face, but how many hard mouthparts were smashed.

Just because the demon mosquitoes can penetrate the fire girl's skin doesn't mean they're qualified to challenge her fists, no, not even their fist style. The awl pierced the mosquito pillar, and immediately turned into a three-sided split, like two hundred overlapping sickles stirring around the periphery, setting off a gray rain in the sky.

If the Demon Mosquito is a pillar that rolls on its own to kill the opponent, the Fire Maiden's fist is a knife paddle with power, which is described by Jusan Lang as having the power turned on to the largest drill, and three knives are tied to the front end.

Strangling like a wave, there is a majestic collapse after the wave, when the word collapse falls, the triple knife oar goes deep into the center of the mosquito pillar, like a self-detonation array, roaring in all directions, releasing the wildest and wildest killing.

The sky is full of silver light.

Thousands of demon mosquitoes' bodies exploded, and their mouthparts emitting a cold glow shot out in all directions, constituting an extremely violent and glamorous painting.

In the picture, the mosquito pillar stretches for an unknown length like a vicious Jiao being cut in two, the one with roots collapses into a cloud, and the end of the cut off tumbles and cracks, colliding with each other, piercing, killing and wounding, and crumbling.

In the middle of it, a thirty-meter-long gap was vacated, and the fire girl was dressed in red like a sieve, and many places were torn, revealing large patches of snow-white skin with countless red spots. On his forehead, blood smeared viscously all over his cheeks, and there was a silver light jumping

"Evil Barrier!"

In the midst of the cheers, she raised her foot, and the fire girl trampled the struggling silver mosquito into her belly, wiped her face with her hand, and turned back proudly.

"Who said I can't, stand up!"

"Holy!"

Seeing such a fierce appearance, the donkey couldn't help but shudder, lowered his head and scolded viciously.

"Crazy woman, not a woman. ”

"Whew!"

A shout-like muffled snort crashed into the eardrums, and the monk, Dao, and Thirteen Lang raised their eyes at the same time, not caring to appreciate the heroic posture of the fire girl.

"Over there, it's a battle. "Extraordinary with his eyes to show the way.

"Too far, too fast. Dirty shook his head, a look of regret.

"Don't worry, you can't run. ”

Thirteen Lang answered casually, and the first one turned his gaze back and waved at the fire girl with a smile.

"It's gone, it's ugly. ”

"Walk the Light"

The fire girl lowered her head in a daze, dazed for a moment, and then covered her face.

"Oops!"

"Call you Lang!" In the midst of wild laughter, Big Ash quickly raised his head again

(To be continued......)