Four years ago, Kong Waner’s reappearance was also an opportunity for the nineteenth century to resurrect his ancestors. Only then did he pick half a hundred-footed grass and take the initiative to show his kindness to Lingwen’s disappearance. They had their own story, including one hundred-footed grass and four outstanding masters, and Kong Waner happily accepted them again.
Wen Leyang coughed half. "Don’t you think it’s a toss?"
Nineteen is much more distressed than he is. "There is no way that ancestors can still achieve things on their own, but later it was discovered that it is impossible for the roots to be tilted or the crossbows always count on one side."
Nineteen said that Brother Yue’s past events brought the topic back to the present.
The five elements monster came to sleep and was suddenly awakened by the immortal teacher’s order. Only then did the mountain leader and a group of descendants of the pyramid prepare for the transformation.
The monster himself seems to have some muddled memories of being a fairy teacher younger brother, and this time he is plotting to do something that the fairy teachers and students can’t be sloppy.
In these four years, the monster led a large group of masters to decorate three arrays.
The first circle of magic is several fights, rust and hot fairy maiden, who put this piece of heaven and earth in a state of transformation and silently connected with hundreds of mountains.
The second magic circle is presided over by the Five Elements Monster, which is arranged according to the pre-calculated orientation to create a huge earthquake, close the old road and put the new road in the hinterland of 100 thousand mountains.
Wenleyang, this is the last time. The great earthquake of transformation is not tied up by hundreds of mountains, but the third circle of Kong Nuer’s circle has been arranged, but it hasn’t been launched yet. I don’t understand what the specific way is. I know that it takes four people, namely Hot Fairy, Several Doors, Iron Engraving and Five Elements Monsters, to make progress.
After the earthquake, the Five Elements Monster ordered the descendants of the pyramid to stay outside the exit and reinforce the people inside at any time. They themselves went into the Hundred Thousand Mountains to destroy and suppress the evil cave spirit stone, and released several monsters in the mountains. The Five Elements Monster just came back after a month. After all, the Hundred Thousand Mountain Monsters got angry and were led here by monster spells.
At the end of the day, what Kong crossbow did was to feed all the monks in the realm to the monsters. I’m afraid no one knows anything but Kong crossbow himself.
19. For the time being, no matter whether Kong crossbow is alive or not, he has to finish his design. Moon cone talents appeared in the transformation and saved three people, including Re Xiangu.
19. When I finished everything, I blinked, and my eyes were getting wet. I wanted to take my tears back, but I accidentally made myself hurt. Pearl slipped out of the tears. The trace was clear and clear. She bent over with her arms and hugged Wen Leyang. "Qin Cone, it’s hard to make friends with you. If you can live … forget it, how can you still be alive?" Speaking of which, 19 suddenly cried and turned around and left!
Yue Hui insulation a brassy arc flashed 19 and disappeared in the export of the transformation.
A large group of monks are eyeing her, but none of them came to do anything until she disappeared. At the same time, a dozen strange elephants with three eyes and four feet covered with green scales rushed into the realm from the entrance!
Then long Hao suddenly I don’t know how many monsters rushed in from the outside!
The monks were angry, cursing, screaming in panic, waving magic weapons and smashing them at the monster to seal the exit.
Wenleyang finally got a soft body and sat down on the soil fertility to spit out a sigh of relief "to go! Take it out quickly! "
Mao Qiulai was smiling smugly and suddenly froze when he heard Wen Leyang’s words. "You … how do you know?"
Wenleyang sat upside down, affecting the wound and tearing all over. His face and muscles were squeezed into a ball, but the sound was fairly easy. "The first wizard in the scenic area would be stupid to go to chord melee if he didn’t have a plan."
Mao Mao laughed. "Whether you die or not depends on what’s here!" A small embroidered sac was embroidered with a full moon, and he was willing to engage in close combat with the enemy even though he was seriously injured … Stealing!
When I was desperately trying to correct the strings, I was crazy about vines and strange insects churning. A fine vine that had no lethality but could deceive the monk’s spirit quietly checked out this embroidered sac. The other half of the hundred-footed grass was taken away by the descendants of the Moon Cone. This life-saving fairy grass, of course, they would carry it with them. Finally, it was this embroidered sac!
Sure enough, three pieces of jade-like green leaves were lying in the embroidered bag and sealed with a touch of silver Yue Hui.
Heaven can kill a lot of string people, which may make him lose the embroidered sac unconsciously, and I’m afraid there will be a scorpion to correct it.
No more nonsense. I stretched out my hand and took out a leaf and stuffed it into Wenleyang’s mouth.
Wenleyang felt a cool and refreshing spread from his mouth, and then he fell asleep before he came to say another word …
Mao Mao took a long breath. Before he got up, Tu Mi jumped beside him and pointed to Wen Leyang and asked, "How long will it take to wake up?"
Qiu Mao shook his head. "It won’t be long, but I can’t say it well in a few days."
At the moment, the monks in the realm have become a mess, yelling at their own magic weapons and bombarding those monsters who squeeze into the realm.
The gnome old man also walked quickly to Mao Mao and shook his head. He didn’t know who he was looking at. "You can’t fight like this!"
The monster is powerful, but the entrance and exit of the realm are limited. The location of the monks is actually easy to keep and difficult to capture. The monks are in a mess, waving magic weapons together, and often thousands of magical powers come together to kill a monster.
Immediately, many people found that their avatar was stopped in vain, and the entrance was blocked in an instant. The avatar almost disappeared and was almost rushed in by monsters …
The dwarf road continued, "Now 10% of the people can guard the entrance for half an hour!" Now, there are more than 20,000 monks gathered near the exit. Although most of them are in a panic, almost no one has escaped. The depths of the realm have been shattered into ruins. Once the monsters break through the exit, it is a Ma Pingchuan that can be defended again.
Tumi didn’t see a trace of anxiety in his look. He directly said, "Divide into ten teams and rotate back and forth, but if these people are obedient, they have to rely on the extension of oblique names."
But the gnome old road shook his head. "Divide into five teams, one for each team and the other for coordination."
Tumi is a strongman, and when he ponders it, he will understand the meaning of gnome road.
The strength of monsters is uneven. Now it seems that 10% of people can hold the entrance for an hour, but it’s not certain when a large group of earth monsters will launch a humble attack and eventually 10% of monks will rotate. It’s not safe.
Tumi ha ha smiled and nodded at the gnome road "Brother Yun Tian Men 700 listens to the old fairy tune"
The gnome road gave a gift at Mao’s rectification. "It’s really a shame for everyone to say that …"
Mao Mao just jumped aside and said with a smile, "We are in the same boat. We don’t have much courtesy to kill monsters. Please ask Qilian Xianchang to make the decision, and I will be responsible for buying everyone some time!"
After saying that, Mao Mao took a deep breath and suddenly exhaled at all the people around him. "Four days ago, Wen, Miao and Luo did their best to join the demon fairy in the 100,000-strong mountain, and soon they could break the thief’s circle and return to a quiet place!"
Mao Mao first drew a pie of "reinforcements" for everyone.
Most of the monks were pleasantly surprised. Just now, a few top swordsmen shouted out the name "Wen Leyang". Godsworn Tian knew that Wen Leyang was the most famous brother of Shu Dao. Wen, Miao and Luo would never turn a deaf ear to Mao’s words, and they were relieved.
Mao Mao went on to say, "I only hope that everyone will help each other in the same boat, and it will be peaceful after these days!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a response from all sides in the crowd. "Sister Xian, don’t say anything, we are at your disposal!"
Tumi smiled, and now all the people in the crowd are booing her. But in recent years, the names of Tuoxie people have been greatly boosted. Just now, Mao Mao and Wen Leyang brothers have made great efforts to hit the extremely powerful sword fairy in front of everyone. Now it has become a lifesaver for everyone, and more and more people have responded, and it has suddenly become an avalanche of crashing promises!
Mao Zheng laughed. "Do your own thing and know my own business. It’s ok to be a horsehead pawn. Don’t say that monsters outside will laugh in their dreams."
Many people in the monks laughed, and even more, they cried, "Sister-in-law doesn’t have to be humble …"
Mao corrected his head and shook his head. "Not long ago, Tuo Xiedi said that everything was followed by the ancestors of Qilian, and it was by no means a lie." Turning to the dwarf’s long body, he said, "Guard the entrance and ask the immortal to make the decision!"
Most of the monks don’t wait for others to react and yell loudly, "Please work together in life and death!" I’ll spare some time for everyone to trust the Tuoxie people, so please listen to the immortal’s instructions. When the thieves are killed and the monsters are repelled, we’ll get drunk in Qiniang Mountain! "
After saying that, Mao Mao corrected the sky and gave a burst of laughter. "Please accept the magical magic weapon!" The voice fell all over the sky, and the fire mound reappeared, and the chirping and screaming aroused the witch to sing and roll! The soil at the entrance of the realm was suddenly broken by grass, but in a blink of an eye, a gleaming and enchanting green forest rose from the ground, and all the monsters that rushed in from the outside were an exception as soon as they fell into the forest.
Mao Zheng kicked his shoes in laughter and walked into his own department, where witchcraft condensed into witch killing forest.
Ghosts wail and wolves howl, prompting the forest to keep shaking. No one knows what’s going on in the forest. It’s a thick, stinking pile of blood that keeps splashing!
It’s time for the gnome to stop the entrance of the realm by himself! All the monks are not bloody, and the gnomes are not sophisticated. They are not biased and biased. Plus, Sejong people support all the monks present. No one really leaves.
Dwarf road, where can the average strength make all monks stand still? Like cutting tofu, the 20,000 people in front of them are divided into five teams and ten groups …
After a while, when the first team of two thousand monks shouted and waved a magic weapon to correct the hair, the hair was almost collapsed and lay in Tumi’s arms with a wry smile. "I want to sleep for a few days!" He almost ran out of witchcraft, and his body injury was not light. He might as well eat a leaf to heal himself while watching the monks fight monsters.
Tumi giggled. "You’re going to heal and I’ll protect you!"
Without saying anything, Mao Mao corrected a hundred-footed grass leaf and put it in his mouth …
Dwarf Road is a veteran leader of the authentic sect, who has a good understanding of all kinds of Taoism. Twenty thousand monks are divided into five teams and ten groups, which alternate with each other. When he calls on the gods to help each other in accordance with magic weapons, symbols, sword arrays and spells, it will soon become more and more smooth.
Monks are limited in their true yuan, and even if they save a lot of energy in advance and retreat, they will run out of true yuan sooner or later.
Hundreds of monsters in the mountains are exhausted and can’t be killed. It’s only a matter of time before the monsters rush in like stormy waves, pounding the old-fashioned and Tumi’s heart is white and there is no reinforcements. "
Chapter one hundred and six Knot
It’s been four days, and the monsters are getting stronger and stronger. They are no longer ugly beasts with sharp teeth and claws, but have innate spells, and they can see evil things again from ancient times.
The monks can’t count how many rounds have been replaced. Almost all of them look bleak, and the casualties are gradually increasing. Xiao Mao Mao and Wen Leyang haven’t woken up yet. They look peaceful and comfortable, and sleep better than one.
With the gnome old road, four thousand monks jumped out to take over a group of companions.
Tumi looked at the gap and took the magic weapon. He led the people back to the gnome road and asked, "How long can we persist in this way?"