Chapter 30 A Plan

The smoke is filled with gunpowder, and the flames of war and strife are like the last reincarnation. God closes his eyes. The sky is a gray whirlpool-like sky. Life is in the worst. The people screamed in panic and run aimlessly, but as long as Bai Mujue and Montenegro do not die, no matter where they escape, they will be a dead end.

In the originally quiet sky, thick dark clouds suddenly began to gather, covering the whole sky.

The layers of dark clouds swarmed from all directions, and the wind and clouds were changing and strange.

Lin Qinglong's body is like electricity. He jumped several times between the rolling mountains. Between Tu Na, he has come to the most dangerous battlefield. He stopped, held his shoulders, and looked at the changes in the field with great interest. A cold smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. In this battle, he was already determined to win!

The bumps and trembling, the heavens and the earth are about to crack. The Black Rock people not far away are a group of devil-like warriors, with ferocious teeth and claws on their chests, rushing and roaring out of the darkness crazily.

At this moment, as the black clouds are getting lower and lower, it seems that it is more and more difficult for the people in the Baiyan clan to breathe. Everyone is terrified, and the image of chaos is even more obvious.

At this chaotic moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd. Lin Qinglong looked from afar. It was Bai Ceshi, the patriarch of the Baiyan clan.

Bai Ceshi roared loudly to the people and waved his arms. Gradually, the Baiyan people calmed down a little. Under the command of Bai Ceshi, women and children began to run to a mountain in the distance, leaving behind all the excellent Baiyan warriors. Their skin is the toughest skin in the world. Baiyan warriors Most of them held blades. Obviously, they also knew that the matter had reached a close moment. They looked firmly one after another, blocked the retreat of women and children when they left, and prepared to fight to the death.

Because what they want to protect are their wives and children. At this moment, there is no deserter in the Baiyan warriors, all of whom are in high spirits. They shout, clenched the long knife, and kill the devil-like Black Rock people!

The two ethnic groups quickly fought together, and the shouts were deafening. Countless soldiers' cold light lit up in an instant, scratching halfway through the air and splashing bright red blood.

Although the dart master of the Weizhen Dart Bureau has been doing darts for many years, he has never seen such a killing. All of a sudden, the wine woke up. They were all stunned and shocking. Huang Fubiao gritted his teeth and shouted, "The Baiyan people treat us as friends. Since we have drunk the Baiyan wine, we have to fight for our friends!" I'll take the lead, and give me all the good men of the Megatron Dart Bureau! Leave three to protect Master Mu!"

Huangfu Biao drew his sword and was about to rush out, but another dart master hurriedly stopped him and said nervously, "Dart head, it's not that we are greedy and afraid of death, but you can see this scene. Even if we go on, it's just cannon fodder. Dart head, you are the best one among us, but you can't fight in the Baiyan clan. The soldiers have gone through three moves, and it can be seen that the soldiers of the Baiyan clan must be far above the knights of our royal country, and the enemy of the other party seems to be more fierce than the Baiyan clan. Even if the people of our dart bureau besiege one person, they may not be able to take it. This is a huge gap!"

Huang Fubiao was furious when he heard the words. He slapped the dart master to the ground and shouted angrily, "You greedy and afraid of death, don't lose my face again. Go home and go to your mother-in-law and hold the child!" If you have guts, just follow me!"

After listening to what the previous dart master said, everyone was even more hesitant and did not dare to come forward. Another person said, "Even if we don't go, can we still escape?" Look, the people of the Heiyan clan are killed at the sight of people without mercy. Even if we don't go, we can't escape death after all! In my opinion, I listened to the dart head and fought with those devils! There may be a glimmer of life."

After hearing this, several people turned red-eyed, picked up a knife, and wanted to kill.

Master Mu, who had been silent, suddenly said, "You are useless. Your strength is far from each other. The indigenous soldiers here have natural magic power, but there is one person who can save us!"

Huang Fubiao suddenly woke up and said, "Lin Qinglong!"

All the darts masters understood and said, "Yes! He is a monk of the Ghost Fairy Gate and a first-class immortal. With him, he will definitely help the Baiyan people. Naturally, we will be fine.

Master Mu patted Huang Fubiao on the shoulder, winkled, and whispered, "Don't go! It's important to save your life. There will be more needs of your protection in the future.

Huang Fubiao said hesitantly, "It's a pity that I'm not a good dart head. I actually messed up such a big dart this time."

Mu Zhong smiled and shook his head gently: "You are the only dart head in the royal country who dares to take the dart. If you are not a good dart head, no one dares to be a dart head."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Anotherbiao master shouted, "Look! Brother Lin! Brother Lin is finally on! We will survive! The brothers of the Baiyan clan will also be saved. With him, the beasts of the Heiwa clan will never be their opponents!"

Huang Fubiao turned his head and looked deeply into the distance. He saw that the familiar figure was like a ghost, wandering among the soldiers. His body was strange. Although he had enough confidence in Lin Qinglong's cultivation, his heart was numb now. He was an open and aboveboard man. For the first time in his life, he was deeply separated. People are worried.

Mu Zhong is also frowned. He knows better than anyone that Lin Qinglong is their only hope.

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"Xiaolinzi, you should remember that after 80% of the white rock warriors are killed, the black rock warriors will break through the defense and kill ordinary women and children, and then you will take action..."

The old prophet's instructions echoed in Lin Qinglong's ears. This is the first step of the old prophet's battle plan for three reasons:

First, the more people die, the more dead, the stronger Lin Qinglong's "immortal skill" will be. In this way, the speed of killing the black rock warriors will be faster. This is to sharpen the knife and cut firewood;

Second, if you want to destroy the Heiyan clan, you must die first! Because on Chaowang Mountain, both the soldiers of the Heiyan clan and the Baiyan clan are talented and belligerent. If you want to get the real peace of the Chaowang Mountain, you should not only destroy the Heiwa clan, but also kill the soldiers of the Baiyan clan. According to the old prophet, human nature is evil. Once the black rock clan is lost, the corruption of the Baiyan clan is only in the morning and night. ;

Third, at the beginning of the battle, Bai Mujue and Heishan will definitely stare at the battlefield, but if Lin Qinglong does not appear in time, they will suspect that he has gone elsewhere and did not participate in the war. For them, their prey is not the soldiers or women and children of the Baiyan clan, but Lin Qinglong. Looking at the retreat of the Baiyan warriors, Before Lin Qinglong appeared, they would think that Lin Qinglong would not appear here. They may go to other places nearby to look for it, or carry out a "wary" search all over the world.

However, just when Bai Mujue thought that Lin Qinglong quietly left, it was the best time for Lin Qinglong to take action!

This plan can't be said to be a resourceful plan, but it is a great test of Lin Qinglong's endurance to close his breath and watch the tragic death of the Baiyan people one by one.

Lin Qinglongyan saw that the soldiers of the Baiyan clan were retreating and gradually couldn't support it. They were about to fly to help each other. Suddenly, they heard the sound of screams in the distance, mostly the voices of women and children. Lin Qinglong turned his head and saw that near the mountain where the Baiyan women and children were hiding just now, he was found by a team of black rock warriors. It was like a flock of sheep encountering wolves, with a bloody storm.

Lin Qinglong's body trembled, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the scene in front of him!

In the past few years, he has experienced countless bloody scenes, but most of the people he killed are black-hearted monks, and there are no innocent people who have no power to fight back.

Lin Qinglong once thought that his heart had been numb for a long time, and he couldn't kill anyone. Even if he was a killer like Su Meier, there would be no throbbing in his heart.

Somehow, at this moment, the crying voices of these women and children suddenly pierced the bottom of his heart like a sharp sword...

Killing with humiliation...

He suddenly remembered the horror and sadness that he was chased by evil spirits when he was a child.

Thinking of this, I began to hate again.

A strong sense of fierceness slowly emanated from Lin Qinglong's body.

"Hanging!" His eyes suddenly turned red.

In the white rock crowd, a woman screamed and was cut down by the black rock warrior. A child behind her was full of fear. She opened her mouth and strode, but she couldn't make a sound, and she was so scared that she couldn't speak.

The devil, whose face was splashed with blood, chased after him with a ferocious smile. In a few steps, he arrived behind the child, holding a sharp stone axe high and cutting it down heavily.

The child was powerless to fall to the ground. At the last moment of his life, desperate eyes came out of his young eyes.

"Bum!"

With a miserable loud noise, blood splashed everywhere, blooming in the gloomy sky.

Such a strong body collapsed and cracked in an instant, and blood rain fell one after another. The dark and strange dead air steamed out of the huge body! Circulating beside Lin Qinglong, he surrounded him and slowly floated.

Lin Qinglong bathed in the fierce death of the bloody sea wind, his eyes turned red and he breathed deeply.

Look up to the sky, roar!

Lin Qinglong glanced at the murderers, and the ghost sword quietly came out of the sheath.

The child's whole body trembled. Looking at the strange sword in Lin Qinglong's hand, it flashed with an evil and greedy light.

In an instant, death broke out like a river, surging out endlessly!

Everyone was stunned.

In a moment, at a moment of surprise, more than a dozen black rock warriors who were chasing women and children were torn apart by the black and steaming power of death, and countless blood burst into the sky!

In the torn body, more horrible death was released. It gathered like a flood in mid-air, surrounded by the ghost-like figure of Lin Qinglong, flowing rapidly and swallowing around the ghost sword in Lin Qinglong's hand.

On the ghost sword, the evil light is more abundant, and the black and bright light flashes and dark.

Lin Qinglong fell back to the ground and said to the frightened child, "Escape! Live!"

After saying this, Lin Qinglong's body changed into a black light, clinging to the ground and rushing towards the dense black rock warriors without hesitation!