Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 153 [Flock of crows tracking] [Sand Sea] series of skills
"It's three sides again."

On the hill, snakes and raccoons turn over, and yellow sand rolls upside down.

Yanyun Eighteen came on a horse, attacked close by, pulled his horse to one side, and galloped out to protect Ji Nian.

As the Nian beast fell to the ground, the scouts of Yin soldiers in rust armor and daggers trotted out of the sand and pulled out three small flags, holding them in both hands and handing them to Ji Nian.

"A total of eight sides, it's almost meaningless."

Ji Nian glanced at the satchel, waved his hand abruptly, and led Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry to continue attacking.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The sound of horseshoes hitting the ground gradually rose.

Such a surging and magnificent rhythm should not have appeared in the soft sandy desert, but now it is slowly exerting pressure on the people who are looking for the flag in the form of auditory hallucinations.

"what's the situation?"

The earbag boy nodded repeatedly, and separated two muscular ghost boxers from the battle circle, one on the left and one on the right, and rushed towards the opposite card master.

To Ji Nian's surprise, in less than two seconds, this group of sallow, skinny and skinny Yin spirits were freed from the bondage of [Long River Sunset].

"Eleven..."

Ji Nian lightly smashed Nian's ribs with both feet, and drove this unrivaled beast to charge in another direction.

"I've tried the three entries and [Changhe Sunset Yuan], and now I only have the skill [Great Desert Dust Straight], which can be used later."

"Master Fist Bone Ghost, cut it in the middle!"

But before he had time to say anything more, three "swish, swish" arrows struck from the darkness, "nailing" the buckle of the tactical vest inside his coat with extreme precision.

The card spirits summoned by a large number of legions dissipated at the same time, and returned to the almost "broken" card form. Even with the extremely outstanding mental strength of the boy with the head in the same period, it was a little unbearable.

Driven by instinctive inertia, the headless spirit bodies with knotted muscles and wearing bunts punched a few times in standard movements, and then fell staggeringly into the sandpit, emitting black smoke.

"My coat!"

The boy in a thin down jacket and earbags shouted and directed Kaling to make a move, his eyes were slightly protruding, his face was full of excitement, and the next second he sighed with disappointment, "Oh, how can you still have slippery feet!"

The girl in the sweater dress complained, and then mobilized her subordinate [Wild Actress in Fire] to gather with the [Han Ye Corpse Spot Dart "People"] who had besieged before, and barely formed a formation. It seemed that there was no tacit understanding at all.

A hundred or so Kalings holding "Iron Soldiers" fell one by one under the iron hooves of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry, their spirit bodies bloomed and they could not resist.

The scouts at the side noticed this scene, and immediately pulled out the [Thousand Souls Entangled with Hundreds of Industries Banner] from the sand pile, and waved it vigorously.

Ji Nian secretly calculated, leading a group of dark soldiers, stepping on the sand and wind, and running wildly.

I saw a generous river channel opening out of this barren desert at some point.

The rest, obviously out of the instinct of the spirit body, was terribly afraid of the Yin soldiers, but still vigorously waved the broken and rusty pickaxe in his hand, sifting the chaff with his legs, and the spirit body tremblingly rushed towards Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry.

In an instant, the dark "crows" scattered in all directions during the flight, and countless "flying spears" formed a huge net, which was a little scattered.

So he continued to put his hands in his pockets, and with his mental power in the late bronze stage, he commanded the hundred or so [Spirit of Corvée] who were only one star of white rank to dig sand for himself to find a flag.

"If you want to fight, fight well. Who will show these bad scenes? Make me look like a villain."

Yellow sand, water flow...

The dark green will-o'-the-wisps emerged one after another, and soon formed a big encircling circle in the desert.

The boy with the back of his head blinked twice suddenly, his face was full of surprise.

The "swish" sound of the sword being unsheathed made their hair stand on end.

The earbag boy nodded repeatedly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and directed the four remaining boxers under him, Yin Ling, to slam into the blade.

"This is the correct usage of the Legion Card."

"Practice training, it really needs to start with baby...high school seniors."

So with a big wave of his hand, he commanded Yanyun's eighteen cavalry to charge the remaining twelve or thirteen Kalings on the field.

The boy with toad glasses on his head and the back-haired boy in the woolen coat turned around and looked back, but found nothing strange.

Not only the boy with the back of his head sank into this strange beauty, but also the hundred or so [Spirits of Corvée] under his command also fell into a daze.

"Ah!"

Qingyue's voice echoed in his ears.

The water flow is filthy, blue and raging.

When acting silently, it hides merit and fame deeply.

The bodyguard in the cold night and the mourner in the fire were restricted and unable to move, so they could only raise their rusty knives and flower guns, and greeted the raging Biaoqi with fear on their faces.

"Ah."

Eighteen black horses came riding on the river, and the sun was round behind them.

Yunshan, Shaling...

"Why are you rushing so fast? Wait for us to go up together."

He couldn't help but smile when he saw the sight of thin and thin Yin spirits in common clothes wielding tattered pickaxes to prop up the fiery scene.

"What a handsome cavalryman! Who is this?"

On the hillside, Ji Nian, who was sitting on the back of Nian Beast, left scout, and right Eagle, moved his shoulders, shook his head with a little displeasure, and said:

Ji Nian sighed in his heart, and the five fingers of his right hand moved slightly, and the scout who was temporarily serving as the messenger raised high the [Thousand souls entangled with hundreds of industries] and waved it vigorously.

"You 2B?!" The young card master who had just been besieged by him and the girl in a sweater skirt couldn't help cursing: "This is a bad seed who came to pick peaches. If we don't work together to stop him, the three of us have to go!"

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry also turned his horse at this time, lifted his knife and pressed his bow, leaned forward slightly, and quickly disappeared into the vast desert.

He pulled up the "kite" quickly, and didn't rush at all with these crazy [Spirits of Corvettes], but just set up arrows and drew bows continuously and quickly.

Compared with that, the girl in a sweater skirt looked more stable: "Stop staring at those Kalings, catch the card master first, there is a loophole in the northwest corner!"

Ji Qing said in a low voice with a relaxed smile on his face.

The boy with the earbags stared at the soldiers and horses that had come out of the yellow sand night, his eyes were shining, and he almost didn't drool: "A real man has to make such a Kaling!"

He dug his ears, and gently blew on the fine yellow sand hanging from his fingertips:
"Problems that can be solved by 'manpower' are not called problems. Just find a flag. Keep a low profile and do it secretly. If you want to make a big noise, you will end up being the target of public criticism, not just trying to make wedding dresses for others. "

Once the etiquette is in place, there will be "soldiers" after that.

But in the next second, an arrow with black light and blood-stained tail feathers was nailed to the neck of the coat.

They stretched their bows and set up arrows, walked through the air, and their horseshoes stomped like flying, causing waves of ripples and splashes.

The first one, with a big hand with vigorous and well-defined joints, gently swept it, and summoned the three small flags that the young man on his back had worked so hard to find.

Can't help coughing twice, and frantically shook his head towards the vast night: "Brother, I voted! Don't hit me, I'm afraid!"

Desert, ancient river...

"It's still not enough."

At this moment, the actual combat literacy developed in the unified training in half a month is fully revealed.

He said in his heart and waved his hand.

It is not in vain that he has put in a lot of hard work during this time, and now he is extremely calm in manipulating the Yin soldiers.

The man seemed to be very close to him, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke fell on his neck, like a cold scraper, making his neck ache.

He reacted very quickly and bowed his head, and at the same time he called out to the leader of [Spirit of Corvée].

It caused thousands of souls to cry and howl, and the wind suddenly rose.

The head of the great "human" flew out, rolled around in the sand, and dissipated into black smoke.

A variety of conflicting scenes come together to form a different kind of harmony.

Then almost instinctively swarmed in front of the young man with the head on his back, forming a "human" wall to defend him against the arrows.

The desolate and vigorous horn sounded through the desert.

"oh oh."

He subconsciously groaned.

The first sentence is a reminder, and the four arrows after that are a second reminder.

"Well, that makes sense."

In just an instant, the rain of Yin steel arrows enveloped the group of Yin spirits, and the arrows wrapped in strong Yin energy instantly pierced through their spirit bodies, and exploded like firecrackers, scattering fragments in all directions.

"Ah-"

This is just a game, of course Ji Nian can't kill the killer.

The dim light in the pupils of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry below swayed and swayed, and the horses scattered in all directions, forming a cavalry and shooting formation.

Then, driven by the huge kinetic energy, a nearly dead old Populus euphratica tree next to it was hung up.

"laugh--"

Seeing this situation, the card master who was besieged by the two showed a stern expression, while twisting his waist and moving in a snake shape, he quickly moved towards the direction of the card spirit under his command.

"A card making game, two against one, somewhat ugly."

The black blood formed by Yin Qi surged out from Boxer's neck, printing a dark red arc in the dust.

"What is this for?"

"river?"

Red sun, stars...

"This reaction seems to be better than Brother Ziliang."

The iron hoof stepped on the dry bones submerged in the yellow sand, and galloped like a dragon.

As a well-known "messenger of justice" in Taoyuan, Ji Nian will certainly not sit back and watch such a serious violation of morality as "using the more to bully the less" happens.

"Next, please invite the next lucky audience."

As the old saying goes, courtesy first and soldiers later.

"The third one! The fifth one! Come and save me...I'm lost!!!"

But it was an emergency, and this was the best they could do within two or three seconds.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry immediately withdrew their arrows and drew their bows in unison.

It can be as dense as a forest!There is no way to avoid it!

"Ugh-"

The girl in a sweater skirt next to her also sent out two Kalings with loose long hair, disheveled makeup and costumes to assist in the battle.

I saw billowing black smoke, yellow sand sweeping in, and eighteen sturdy cavalrymen with strong horses rushing out in the long night of the desert.

The flames of the beacon made the eyes blurred, and the three card masters could only vaguely see the cold light blooming in the hands of the eighteen stalwart riders.

In less than half a minute, I saw the three previously selected targets, two of whom joined forces and charged towards the remaining one.

Look at this posture, after graduating from high school, he can fight at least two mutant Roshan Gui with superior IQ and some special blessings.

The sound was extremely soft and fell into his ears.

As the leading Yin soldiers raised their swords from bottom to top, the resulting hurricane of Yin Qi instantly rolled up the fine sand, forming a wide, thick and sharp crescent-shaped blade.

With just one encounter, the black breeches, wrist guards and leggings of Han Ye's Corpse Spotted Dart were ripped open.

Turning it over again, the blood-tasseled flower gun in Huoli's hand also flew out in a circle.

Immediately afterwards, the wild sand that filled the sky formed a cage with dense fences, and firmly locked the three card masters who were in a state of confrontation not long ago and then joined forces temporarily.

(End of this chapter)