Chapter 33 Blossoming of the Spirit Bottle

Bottle Wind East City.

"Sum!"

Hundreds of flying claw iron hooks were thrown from under the wall and jumped high over the wall nearly ten meters high. They had to admire these natural fairy barbarians who could throw iron hooks carrying ropes weighing more than ten catties so high, which is almost impossible in the eyes of ordinary human beings on earth. .

I don't know if it's because of living on a planet full of aura for a long time. Their physical fitness is generally much stronger than that of human beings on earth. Even an ordinary farmer can fight several recruits who have been trained for two years. This is purely a concept of reducing ten sessions. The fairy barbarians' combat skills are not first. However, the destructive power generated by their huge power is beyond the reach of human beings on earth.

"Ah!"

A soldier hiding behind the wall bunker was accidentally put on his leg by an iron hook. He didn't have time to throw him off. More than a dozen barbarians tripped him and fell heavily on the wall. The iron hook immediately plunged into his abdomen and cut his belly like oil paper. His ribs were all broken. Bing's young heart beat desperately in the exposed chest, as if he wanted to regain a trace of vitality.

The soldiers next to them looked at their fellows who had been opened alive in fear. Fear spread in their hearts, and they suddenly became a little confused and didn't know what to do.

"Cut the rope!"

The officer's hoarse roar sounded like a thunderbolt, and the dull soldiers suddenly woke up. They jumped out one after another, raised their machetes or hand saws and cut off the climbing rope fastened to the wall to avoid death. Only death may be able to survive.

"Wo! Wheops! Wheops!"

The barbarian archers under the city shot densely at the head of the city in an attempt to suppress these soldiers who cut off the ropes, but there were continuous arrows shooting at them in the mouth of the wall. Although the barbarians had strong arms, they were suppressed with low shots, which was not a great threat to the guards at the head of the city.

This group of soldiers who climbed the city are not a little better than the previous untrained ordinary recruits. They climbed desperately against the arrows and gravel falling from the head of the city. Even if they knew that the ropes might be cut off after climbing halfway, and the higher they climbed, the worse they might die, but none of these barbarians retreated. The speed of the rope is not much slower than walking, and the fastest barbarians are about to jump to the top of the city.

"Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi!"

A strange smell (ozone smell) suddenly spread in the air, and the sound of electric currents loudly. Hundreds of black round electric towers on the head of the city sent out lightning as thick as arms, hitting the climbing barbarians fiercely. The electric current spread among the barbarians tied into a string of long ropes, and the blood-stained climbing rope became After the best grounding conductor, a burst of blue arc lightning flashed, the burning smell of flames and barbecue almost rose at the same time, and hundreds of climbing ropes turned into hundreds of "roasted human flesh".

Those climbing ropes were obviously set on fire. They were not only very resistant, but also not afraid of flames. Although the bodies of barbarians on the whole rope burned, the ropes were not burned. Hundreds of "roasted human flesh" hung on the wall, outlining a hellish image.

Although the barbarians in the city were slightly shocked by the power inspired by hundreds of electric towers for half a second, they quickly came to their senses. None of these barbarians retreated. As if they didn't know what death was, they tried together to shake down the bodies of their charred companions on the climbing rope and again. A new round of climbing began.

A few minutes later, the electric tower ruthlessly emitted electric light again. A large number of barbarians were electroly stiffened and fell to the ground. The bodies of the barbarians in front of the bottle wind wall piled up more than three meters high.

The leader Yuan Jiang was fully armed and shouted with tears, "Big leader, if you continue to attack like this, the six men will die!"

At this moment, all six leaders have put on thick armor and arrayed one kilometer away from the east city of the bottle wind. They were all born in a tribe that advocated bravery. In the final siege battle, they will also rush to the head of the city with the soldiers. Of course, as the leaders of the tribe, they all have fairy weapons given by the spiritual beast mountain monks. Arrows and even bullets can't hurt them at all.

"Let the fairy battalion come out and prepare to launch a general attack!" The leader of Shuangjiang wore a beautiful feather hat and stared at his blood-red eyes and said coldly.

After a secret shooting mouth at the head of Pingfeng City, Li Feng was observing the every move of the leader of Shuangjiang by set up a sniper rifle scope, and one of the three special sniper bullets left by Luo Han was suddenly pressed in the barrel.

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Yangnan Xiantang.

"Look for death!"

Duan Yueyang felt a cold murder from the top of his head. He shouted and slapped his hand on the bottom of the Mythical Beast Spirit Bottle without looking at it. The Mythical Beast Spirit Bottle automatically separated in half from it. The milky white bottle belly was exposed, just blocking the tortoise beam emitted by Wu Emao.

"The spiritual bottle blooms!"

Duan Yueyang roared ferociously and shot a vast glow from the abdomen of the bottle of the mythical beast bottle, which not only firmly raised the tortoise wave light column, but also a cylindrical mythical beast the same size as the tortoise wave light column is gradually taking shape.

"I didn't want to use this magic bottle to blossom, but I didn't expect you to force me too much. I'll spend three years to go back to repair the mythical beast spirit bottle, and you will stay here!"

After Duan Yueyang finished speaking, two-shaped mythical beasts drilled into the belly of the mythical beast bottle, one flying to Wu Emao and the other to Luo Han.

"Nephew, what should I do!" Wu Emao exclaimed loudly.

When Luo Han saw that Duan Yueyang still had a killer mace, he was shocked, but then immediately calmed down. He secretly said that this was not an excellent opportunity. After all, Duan Yueyang has experienced several consecutive battles. At this moment, using the killer mace once again consumed a lot of spiritual power, and his resistance must have been reduced a lot. Although Luo Han's own moves The power is huge, but the loss of spiritual power is also serious. He can't stand the consumption, and it's better to kill with one blow. In this case, the more Duan Yueyang consumes spiritual power, the more beneficial it is.

"Is this the end of the skill? Then you can go with your wife!" Luo Han didn't look at the flying humanoid mythical beast at all. He stretched out a little red dragon sword with his finger: "Seven dragons turn into one!"

With Luo Han's fierce shouting, the red dragon sword suddenly glowed, and six fire snakes on the hilt of the sword burst out. After flashing back and forth in the air, they were entangled and wrapped around the body of the red dragon sword. The sword seemed to be suddenly covered with a hollow sword cover, but the sword was covered with countless small snake heads like sharp cones. It looks like a ferocious monster.

The deformed red dragon sword turned to the mythical beast that had been entangled with it for a long time and cut it into several pieces.

"Okay, okay, okay! The immortals are awesome!" The villagers watching the battle in the village shouted loudly, and Li Dayong stood up excitedly and applauded.

Duan Yueyang looked at the Red Dragon Sword and took a breath of cold air. Of course, from his experience, it can be seen that this curved sword is extraordinaryly powerful, even compared with his mythical beast spirit bottle. It seems that he was blinded just now.

The red dragon sword turned into a red fire dragon and shot directly at Duan Yueyang.

"Hmm, the light of ants!" Duan Yueyang sneered at the shooting red dragon sword and did not do anything. Luo Han's heart sank and knew that Duan Yueyang would not be so easy to deal with.

Sure enough, a light mask with a radius of hundreds of meters was scattered from the cracked mythical beast bottle. As soon as the red dragon sword entered the light mask, the speed immediately became extremely slow. A thorny fire dragon more than three times larger than it appeared and entangled with it.

"Haha, the key point of the flowering of the spiritual bottle is that it forms an all-round boundary. Any object that enters this boundary, whether it is a monk or a magic weapon, will face a mythical beast that is three times bigger than itself. Can you break this boundary?"

Duan Yueyang saw that the red dragon sword was blocked and laughed. The boundary formed by the flowering of the spirit bottle could resist the attack from any direction, and at the same time, it could also radiate glow to attack the enemy in an all-round way. The rapid movement of the two white pavilion flies was useless, and he could quickly lock them firmly.

Luo Han did not react to Duan Yueyang's arrogance. He just looked down at the requiem jade watch on his wrist. When the time came, the portal at the zenith had opened the passage back to the earth.