Chapter 424 Mysterious Strike
The golden light is gradually closed by the cement grasshoppers. Where can the besieged warriors have the time to attack the son of darkness?
Wang Wujian had expected it for a long time. His mind moved and scolded the sky mirror to hit the center of the regiment.
A channel instantly appeared in the dense cement grasshopper group, but for thousands of cement grasshoppers, this channel is just the size of a palm, and it is blocked in an instant.
However, this moment of laxity is enough to make the son of darkness perfectly break out along this gap under the control of Wang Wujian.
Then, the son of darkness rushed to the fast-moving black spots in the sky.
When the group of fighters looked up at the sky in astonishment, a dazzling golden light hit the ground like a meteorite outside the sky with a destructive momentum.
After a hard battle, the son of darkness has long been short of energy and needs to be replenished.
And the old god of war was hit by the heavenly mirror, and suddenly lost half of his life, which happened to be a great tonic for the son of darkness. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
At this time, the dozens of tentacles of the Son of Darkness wrapped the old God of War tightly around his whole body like steel chains, crazily plundering his fighting spirit. �� �� �� ��� �
The old god of war did not expect that there was such a hand. He flew to the clouds drowsily and was suddenly attached to him by the son of darkness. After his consciousness recovered a little, everything was too late. He could only make a dying struggle, try his best to stimulate the spirit of war, and try to wash away the son of darkness with a powerful energy, but everything was in vain. The tentacles of the son of darkness are like venom. Once it begins to be absorbed, it will continue irresistibly and will never stop.
"That's... how can a black monster be..." � ��� ��� � � �� ��� � �� ������ ��� ��
The young general was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that the dark son, who had just been forced to go, was at a loss for a god of war at this time. The situation was even worse.
The golden light emitted by the old god of war flashed and finally dimmed until it completely disappeared. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Quick, go and save Taizun!" One person shouted loudly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Everyone woke up like a dream and quickly urged the atmosphere of war. The bright golden light rose to the sky, and the roar made the air tremble. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Just as everyone was about to get close to the combination of the rapidly falling old god of war and the son of darkness, suddenly a warrior screamed in horror. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Immediately, his armor broke in an instant, but his body was greedily pulled by the son of darkness to prevent him from ascending to heaven. Even so, he was pulled to a height of a kilometer by the powerful inertia before stopping.
The rest of the people were shocked. The mysterious blow was more terrifying than the ghost. The ghost still had his whereabouts, but this blow did not reveal a clue, and could only be felt at the moment of the attack.
The armor of the old god of war was all cracked, and his whole body seemed to have been drawn flesh and blood. Only the skeleton was left, especially the eyes stared as big as walnuts, revealing panic and ferocious death, and looked at it with horror.
"Master Taizun, Master Taizun..." The young general kept the old god of war, with a pale face and almost trembling all over. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The God of War is the spiritual leader of any team. If you lose him, you will lose your faith. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The young war will reveal his most natural moment, helpless, panicked, confused... � � � � � � � � � ��� � � � � � � �� �� � �� � ��
"What should I do? What should we do? Master Taizun is dead. What should we do? The young general stared at the frightened eyes, hugged the old god of war, and roared at the people around him tremblingly.
All emotions are contagious, especially panic. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Who is not afraid to see that the old god of war was killed inexplicably? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Just when everyone was at a loss, another bone fell from the air, without armor and as thin as dead wood. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I
But this time no one dared to go out to catch him, because the man was red, as if he was oozing blood. He looked horrible and everyone couldn't avoid it. �
Another scream sounded, and the armor smashed with the golden light, shaking several warriors around him more than ten meters away. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The son of darkness swooped down and locked him rudely. The spirit of war was transmitted to the dark body of the dark son of darkness with a clearly visible vein and disappeared invisible.
"Monster, what kind of monster is this? How can it have such a horrible ability?" The young warrior will be defeated by a completely abnormal attack. In his opinion, no one can easily kill a general except the holy war, let alone kill an old god of war in the same simple way? What a terrible power that should be! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I
"Don't panic, don't mess up." An elderly general quickly shouted, "The black monster is not terrible. I'm afraid it's the mysterious blow. As long as we can find its maker, we will definitely escape this disaster!"
"Looking for? How to find it? If there is such a powerful blow, how can we fight against it? Go, go, the old god of war is dead, and we have no choice. If we stay any longer, we will die under the siege of cement grasshoppers if we don't want to be killed by the mysterious man. The young general roared like crazy, and then took out something similar to a drawing axis from his arms. It was only a foot in size, dark red all over, shining with strange light.
"Stabilize first and listen to me!" The elderly general quickly stopped him and shouted, "I remember that the Seven Star Vein King once mentioned that between heaven and earth, only the sky mirror can make a silent, energy-free attack. If I expected it well, the son of the spirit must be nearby, and the black hand just now was also his." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"So, so what? He has a sky mirror in his hand. We, we are not opponents at all!" The battle will ease down a little and ask. � ���
"Not necessarily, he is a human being and has no ability. I expect him to have nothing else to do except rely on the sky mirror and the black monster. As long as we work together, we will definitely take back the sky mirror from him." The older warrior said, with a strange light in his eyes. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
However, before he finished his words, his whole body turned into a figure, flew up to the sky, and fell into the blocking range of the dark son again. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
In an instant, another body fell in front of them. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"That's right, it must be the sky mirror. Only the sky mirror can have such power!" The young warriors looked both excited and frightened. �
However, he looked around and deducted the dead companions. At this time, only four people were still there. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"We, shall we go back? Huh? The four of us are not his opponents at all. If we hold on, we will definitely die!" The young general held the scroll with trembling hands and said to the four people in a panic.
The other three people looked at each other in consterance, and the panic was also written on their faces. When they were about to grit their teeth and nod, they suddenly found a strange phenomenon on the ground.
There are hundreds of cement grasshoppers reunited somewhere on the ground, and the air is also surrounded by two layers, which is extremely strange. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
When I fixed my eyes, there was a person standing in the middle of the cement grasshoppers gathered up and down. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Because the distance is too far, and there is a huge cement grass around it as a shield, in contrast, his small size is negligible! �� �� �� ��� �
"Son of the Spirit?" The four of them exclaimed with one voice. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Wang Wujian raised his head slightly, with a bright smile on his face, and did not pay attention to these generals who could kill him between their hands and feet. �
He turned his head and took a look at the fierce regiment. Only by standing on the ground can he barely see the looming golden figure inside. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Cement grass is becoming more and more condensed, which means that there are fewer and fewer fighters inside. Even the god of war cannot escape from so many opponents whose strength is equivalent to that of the warrior.
One after another of surging golden light scattered and stirred. Under the powerful appearance, it revealed a sense of helplessness and despair. It is also the most powerful blow that the only few gods of war can inspire at the end of the crossbow.
"Well, it's a pity to die, otherwise my dark son will definitely have a full meal!" Wang Wujian glanced at the stunned but terrible cement grass around him. He was even more happy, but there was also a little regret. If he had known that the effect of Bin Lingwan could also be played in the former Holy Continent, he should have prepared some in advance and control more cementmas in case of accidents.
But even now, there are no cement grasshoppers attacking here. They are gregarious races, and they will not attack their peers in any case, although the hundreds of cement grasshoppers on the ground are like wooden chickens.