2012 Doomsday Fairy

Chapter 167, three-point return, middle magic power

"You mean, break its morale and wait for the coaxing of the three clans?"

As he spoke, Zhu Tieyi looked at Su Wenshe for a long time. The two smiled at the same time, just a low and gloomy, a wild and wanton attitude. The rampant mood between the two was enough to greatly increase the morale of the bloody monks around them. Before the war, the coach was so proud, doesn't that mean that this battle is settled?

In fact, it is true. On that day, tens of thousands of cannons were fired in Qinglong City, and the cannons of Sanling Zhenyuan bombarded Baili, killing almost all the spiritual forbidden arrays of the three ethnic alliance. After that, tens of thousands of blood-coagulated poisonous pythons came out of the cage and turned Dongfang Qinglong City into a sea of snakes and insects according to the wishes of Su Wen, and people were extinct...

When a sea of insects was about to spread in the cannon plowing field, Zhu Peng tried his best to push Han Bang's charred and withered body at the top.

Extinguishing cannon, extinguishing cannon, as the name implies, the main function of this magic weapon-type gunfire is to disperse the true element to break the prohibition of various spiritual arrays. The attached physics and flame killings do not have much effect on the monks. The relatively spilled killings between the cannon fires are too easy to resolve for the monk's protective true yuan cover. It's all over.

It's just that the spiritual magnetic light doped in the magic cannon erodes the monk's vitality and wears the monk's body. The actual killing effect on the body is extremely low, but it can effectively consume the monk's skills and break the relatively rigid defense prohibitions.

In this kind of extermination and bombardment, the true element overflow is serious, and even if all kinds of condensation spells are used, the killing effect will be significantly reduced. The refining monks have taken a huge advantage. The real yuan is scattered, but they still have physical and magic power. Even pure physical courage and blood are more than the pure airway monks.

Han Bang, who is quite good at refining and sacrificing himself, obviously has this idea. At the end of the fire, the rear material reserve camp is on fire, and the position of the three ethnic alliance is in chaos. What he thinks is not to retreat and avoid the enemy, but to kill Zhu Peng to the scum with the gunfire.

It's not to blame him for his misjudgment. Zhu Peng's martial arts abilities are really like a spell monk with a deep airway, and this kind of monk seems to have the most serious reduction in combat power in this case. In this situation where he doesn't know the other side, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and fight fiercely. Han Bang is a person who kills him. When Zhu Peng, who seemed to be forced to the extreme, suddenly broke out and fought closely, but with more than 30 hands, he broke through his throat, Han Bang's eyes were still full of surprise and disbelief.

After slowly recalling the battle with the god sword Han Bang, Zhu Peng threw aside the person's hard body. Originally, he planned to ban all the sword owners of the Red Shadow Seven Spirit Swords in the ten puppet machines, which was also an example to set an example.

But the situation just now was really too bad. The Yuanqi bombardment, not to mention the medium-sized spell of casting the evil living sacrifice, even the real shield of its own body has been cut, and it seems that it may be forced to disperse at any time.

In this case, Zhu Peng had to use his corpse as a shield. At least, he has supported the current crisis first. If Zhenyuan is really lost too much in the enemy array, it would be too dangerous.

Bombarding the fire, which has killed for a long time. Zhu Peng roughly estimated that just bombarding the cannon fire near his body will not drop dozens of medium-grade spiritual stones. Such a handwriting is really heroic. It seems that the Snake Lord in Qinglong City seems to have noticed something, accurate. Prepare for a big counterattack.

When Zhu Peng pushed Han Bang's body away, the remaining Zhenyuan under Zhou's body was only about 30%. This was already the result of his rapid avoidance and decent response, but the crisis still followed. When Zhu Peng just pulled up the giant sword god standing in front of him, there was already a strange and gloomy chill around him, and The hissing sound of snakes.

"Guys, in theory, we are together. Can you not eat me?"

Looking at the huge demon snakes with green bodies and red eyes around him, Zhu Peng's face is a little green. These demon snakes are obviously the secret killing moves secretly prepared by Su Wenshe. The average level of the head is above and below the four layers of gas refining, and there are also about five layers. Zhou's body is as hard as iron, with an obvious poisonous smell. The package is wrapped and fishy.

The most important thing is that the scale is quite amazing. From a distance, the horizon is full of green colors, which is amazing and horrible.

The sword light is spread out, and the imperial palace is in the air. The Sheshen sword is worthy of the evil spiritual sword sacrificed by blood. The owner of his own sword is dead, and its sword light aura is not only not damaged at all, but also has a faint meaning of gain. Of course, this may also be that Han Bang often raised his sword with his own painstaking efforts before his death, so that he made a habit of raising the spiritual sword. When his true element collapsed and his vitality was cut off, he swallowed up his last touch of vitality and benefited himself.

Anyway, this spiritual sword burst out with greater power in Zhu Peng's hand. Compared with the side door double sword that needs to be matched with the Sun and Moon Double Sword, the divine sword is strong, tyrannical and direct, which is more in line with Zhu Peng's habit of action. However, the sword body is too straight, and when Zhu Peng takes action, he can't help but be a little more tyrannical. Tao, it's a little less flexible and lively. Fortunately, this change is just right to deal with the current situation. If you have to be distracted and change more than a dozen backhand moves when dealing with demon snakes that have no spiritual wisdom, that's ten-tenth disease is not serious. The interception swords break through the siege and attack, only care about one side, which is very fast and efficient. The sword light sweeps over, and the demon snakes fly away and collapse. The demon snakes chasing behind are not even as fast as Zhu Peng's outward assault speed, and they can't catch up at all.

It's just this set of swordsmanship, the loss of Duzhenyuan is quite huge. Even if Zhu Peng makes up for part of the expenditure with the strength of his body, he still can't support it. After all, he first fought with Han Bang, whose cultivation was higher than him, and was bombarded by Yuan for a long time. His mind, physical strength and Zhenyuan were almost exhausted.

"Yes, it's this feeling, it's this state, it's this omen."

Feeling his sense of collapse approaching the limit, Zhu Peng's relatively clear mind slowly flowed through a feeling of excitement that made his whole body begin to tremble and excited.

This is the life and death he has been longing for. Zhu Peng has been a human being for two generations, and his experience in Taoism is quite sufficient. His vision is strange and unique. In some aspects, even the blood and soul of the three elders who have been practicing for a hundred years are also inferior. This is the relative limitation brought about by the environment of the times.

In his own cognition, one of the aspects is the in-depth understanding of the condensation of magic power and the unique grasp of the five aspects of mind, body, qi, art and potential.

Author's words: http://big5.zongheng.com/book/166149.html The book "2012 Doomsday Fairy" was first published vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your support. In addition, in accelerating the progress of the plot, this chapter is a little rough, no wonder.