Chapter 29 The Power Below

The soul servant stretched out more than a dozen invisible empty hands and stuck the necks of Song Xueyan and more than a dozen other cross-mouth soldiers on the edge of the strange stone door. Song Xueyan's beautiful face showed a frightened expression, but this did not make Luo Han have any sympathy for her. Her damage to Hancheng has exceeded Luo Han's patience. Du, and Luo Han didn't want them to have a chance to launch this strange stone gate.

Murong Qingyun stood not far away and quietly looked at his men suffocating silently. He smiled bitterly and whispered, "Have you finally done it, the legendary savior?"

Song Xueyan and others died, but the blood in their wounds began to gushe. The strange stone door seemed to have some ancient mysterious power. Once the blood-sucking process began, it could not be stopped. When the blood donor died, the uncontrolled blood rushed out at a blowout speed, drawing a strange arc in the sky and fell. Above the stone gate.

Luo Han sighed secretly. The power of the soul servant was not enough to destroy the stone gate. He didn't have time to stop the stone gate from launching, but he did not intend to sit and wait for death. He began to walk to the pipe to the ground and prepare to rush to the stone gate. No matter what appeared from the ghost gate, Luo Han planned to tear it to pieces.

But... a dangerous signal suddenly came from his mind that Qi Hongwei was going to die.

Luo Han once planted seeds in Qi Hongwei's consciousness. If Qi Hongwei rebelled against himself, he could immediately detect it. Similarly, when Qi Hongwei was about to die, he could also feel that something had happened to Nanqing Mountain. Luo Han's pupils suddenly shrank, and the two sleeping delicate figures in the mountain were reflected in his mind.

"Li Feng, I'm going to Nanqing Mountain. You can deal with the cold city. If necessary, you can use the following forces." After saying that, Luo Han turned into a white light and rushed out.

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Wang Xiaohu shook off the blood in his hand, looked at Qi Hongwei, who had just been stabbed out of a big hole in his chest, and sneered, "What's the use of you rushing up? Do you think it's possible to hurt me with your low ability?"

Qi Hongwei lay on the ground, and behind him was an unfathomable crack in Nanqing Mountain. A large hole in the thickness of his arm appeared in his chest. Blood surged out of his chest and his mouth at the same time. The lungs that lost air made him feel that his brain was gradually blank, but a smile appeared on his face. He knew His near-death state has been detected by Luo Han, and he has absolute confidence in the magical earth teenager.

The ice coffin that sealed Tang Ruonan was pulled out and placed flat on the top of Nanqing Mountain, where the monk fell down. Even Xiaoyue was pulled out and lay side by side with Tang Ruonan. Wang Xiaohu was looking at the two sleepy beautiful women with hot ** evil eyes.

Zhao Xinyan sat weakly on the top of the mountain. The injuries inside and outside her body were actually not light. It was lucky that she could support her not to faint. She looked at Xiaoyue and Tang Ruonan who were lying not far away with surprised eyes. The beauty of the two women was far beyond her. If either of them woke up and came out Now on the land by the gorge, the reputation of the first beauty on the gorge will never fall on her head, Zhao Xinyan.

Zhao Xinyan's jealous eyes soon brought the pleasure of revenge, because she found that Wang Xiaohu's eyes were full of ** light. I'm afraid these two women are Luo Han's women. Now they have fallen into the hands of demons, and they are still a demon who has a grudge against Luo Han. They are one Zhao Xinyan must be unimaginably abused. Zhao Xinyan suddenly felt that it was not such a pity that her people were wasted.

Wang Xiaohu's eyes stayed on Xiaoyue. This woman who did not eat fireworks in the world made him more interested. He almost couldn't help committing atrocities on the spot, but he resisted. After all, there was another important thing about whether he could become a real demon waiting for him to do. He stretched out his hand to the ice coffin outside Tang Ruon.

"After the demon dies, his body turns into a demon seed and waits for another chance to be reborn." Wang Xiaohu muttered: "And its most powerful ability before his death will be retained and turn into a wandering soul alone. There is only one thing that can seal this wisp of wandering soul, that is... Extreme Ice Domain Dan!"

Wang Xiaohu's fingers were a little on the crystal-like ice coffin, and an ancient breath in the ice coffin was activated, and the cobweb-like crack spread quickly on the ice surface with a click...

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The dazzling flash, and then changed color in the order of white, yellow and red. The last series of red shells shot out of the egg-shaped turret in the center of the cold city and rushed towards the mountain torrents roaring dozens of kilometers away.

Shells and floods disintegrated in an instant, splitting into countless small and hot flames, which obviously had terrible high temperatures. The flood was ignited like gasoline and burned back at a faster speed, burning back 20 kilometers before gradually disappearing.

At this time, the egg-shaped turret is preparing for a second attack. This turret is the real ultimate defense weapon of the cold city. Its attack ability is no less than the attack of the late monks of Jiedan.

But the second shell of the energy-gathering spirit cannon was not fired, and a large number of scarlet ants gushed out of the strange stone gate brought by the cross-mouth soldiers. The size of this kind of ant baby fist can actually break through the hard ground of the cold city, go straight to the power supply line of the energy-gathering spirit cannon, and then destroy it in the high-dimensional folding window. Before, they broke the main line of the spirit cannon.

Hancheng made an emergency response and re-strengthen the energy supply of the defense system. The number of high-dimensional folding windows appeared more and more, and finally gradually suppressed the strange ants crawling out of the stone gate.

"Is this all your conspiracy?" Li Feng appeared not far from Murong Qingyun, and the black heavy sniper in his hand locked the young master of the cross mouth.

Murong Qingyun's face was lonely: "Do you mean the flood forced the city? No, this is only the penultimate step. Although there is the harassment of energy-eating ants, I believe that you should soon be able to repair the line run by the energy-gathering spirit to suppress the flood. Only then will the last ring of my plan appear."

It seemed to confirm Murong Qingyun's speculation, and there was a huge high-frequency noise of Lingzi cannon charging not far away.

Li Feng said coldly, "The energy-eating ants and that strange stone gate are all masterpieces of Huangxi?"

"Yes, the Kuche tribe in Xi'an did participate in this matter, just like Liang Ruhai in the South China Sea. They all think that the cold city is a threat and are willing to take this opportunity to eradicate it." Murong Qingyun confessed.

"Okay, with your confession, we can justly intervene in the war in the West."

Murong Qingyun glanced at the black sniper rifle in Li Feng's hand, with a trace of curiosity and envy in his eyes, and then answered Li Feng with a smile, "Yes, if the cold city can survive this station, it can not only sweep the whole gorge with thunder, but also rely on a highly centralized regime and overwhelming technology to deal with it. Huangxi and Nanhai, in less than three years, the southern part of Yahua will belong to your cold city... But can you complete this impossible task?

The spirit cannon in the distance roared for the third time, and the red cannonball flew to the eastern sky.

The high-dimensional folding window in the sky fell like black goose feather snowflakes, forming a huge black column over the cold city. The stone gate has already been broken, but the number of energy-eating ants has not decreased at all.

"Murong Qingyun, you are really smart. Among all the enemies who came this time, except for the unexpected demon, you are the strongest, but unfortunately, your wisdom is still not as good as Luo Zhenren. Long before you started, Luo Zhenren had made a deployment, and now..." Li Feng gave Murong Qingyun a black The small board of color: "Look for yourself!"

Murong Qingyun picked up the black board with three pictures on it.

The first picture is a picture of Liang Ruhai's body. A black arrow tore his body from ** to his neck and neck into two pieces. Xi Yin was obviously efficient and carried out the beheading operation within two minutes after the order arrived.

The second picture is at the mouth of a steep valley. Dozens of cold city soldiers holding black shields firmly block the narrow valley mouth. In front of them is the body that is more than three meters high and blocked the road, and behind them is an army that can't be seen. Murong Qingyun's eyes are still shocked. This is a dangerous place for the wilderness to enter the gorge. For the road, the chief of Ankuche obviously wanted to rob the edge of the gorge, but he was blocked by a team in the cold city.

The third picture made Murong Qingyun's tears fall down. It was his familiar city, his home, the central city of Crosshead. His father and a group of women with pear blossoms and rain were tied up and thrown into the room. A soldier riding a two-headed demon horse with long black hair was watching them.

"Very good, you did a good job!" Murong Qingyun raised his tearful eyes: "Kill the king of the South China Sea, blocked the army in the wilderness, and swept the edge of the gorge with the help of Xia Handan. I know you can do it, but I didn't expect you to be so fast."

"At this end, slowness is equivalent to death!" Li Feng said indifferently.

Murong Qingyun said in an almost roaring tone, "But can you keep the cold city? If the cold city collapses, the teams of scattered soldiers outside will not last long. A new king can still be used in the South China Sea, and the army of the barren West can come again. My father and son are not the only ones who can lead the army. What you have done It's all in vain!"

"Hum" Li Feng snorted coldly: "Your understanding of the cold city is too shallow. Even if your strength is ten times stronger, you are not qualified to destroy the cold city."

Murong Qingyun's eyes showed fear for the first time, and he could see that Li Feng did not lie.

Ten minutes later, the flood was repelled, and the energy-gathering spirit cannon stopped roaring.

All the energy was supplied to the high-dimensional folding window. At the same time, the third team led by Wang Shan and the ninth team led by Lu Linban came to support, which barely blocked the exit of the energy-eating ants, but anyone can see from the last sparsely falling high-dimensional folding window that after tonight's continuous battle, the energy of the cold city has been exhausted. Empty.

"Can you tell me your next plan?" Li Feng did not kill Murong Qingyun and even lit him a cigarette.

"Cough..." After taking two mouthfuls of smoke, Murong Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, it's also very simple. The technology of the cold city is too strong. We don't have the confidence to deal with you, so all attacks have only one purpose, which consumes the energy of the cold city."

"Energy?" Li Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, the dark clouds are jointly displayed by hundreds of monks in Sanjian Mountain. It is not only for the poisonous rain, but also to block the sunlight. Of course, you have blocked every drop of raindrops into the cold city. This is good news for us. The bigger the action, the more energy-consuming it is. Ye Wenzhan's human skin picture scroll , the Hundred Ghost Caves, the flood in the South China Sea, and the energy-eating ants, in fact, have only one purpose, that is, to constantly consume the energy of the cold city and prepare for the final blow.

Li Feng picked up the small black board just thrown to Murong Qingyun and looked at Murong Qingyun's face with a trace of complexity: "So what is your ultimate blow? If it is a force that manpower can't compete with, how can you escape in the center of the cold city?"

"I didn't plan to escape for my life at all. The cold city is very beautiful. In fact, I really hope to live in this city." Murong Qingyun smiled with tears in his smile: "I can't choose how to live, but I can choose how to die. As for the final blow... In terms of backward technology outside the cold city, what can be compared with 2 million Tons of old-fashioned nuclear bombs are more effective?

To Murong Qingyun's surprise, there was no anger or panic on Li Feng's face, and even Wang Shan and Lu Linban, who heard their conversation next to him, were calm.

Li Feng just sighed, pressed a button on the black board, and said to the three-dimensional avatar popped up on the board, "Well, I can't handle it. It seems that I have to trouble you."