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These demons, even though they are high in proficiency and proficient in spells, are endless in their means, and they are still flesh and blood before they become great supernatural powers. Where can they withstand the sudden bombardment of this dense barrage. The rate of fire of nearly a hundred rounds per second is enough to add a pile of broken limbs to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Hum ...

The buzzing sound of the motor's rotation gradually weakened. The tongue of the fire stopped like a pinched neck. The bullets also stopped squirting until the six barrels no longer rotate.

Huang Lan was so surprised that he sniffed slightly, and the dense forest was full of **** smell.

Just a dozen or so evils have been killed and wounded, and only a few two or three evils responded quickly. With their spells, they blocked the impact of the barrage, and chose to escape wisely.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, her red tongue protruded and she licked her lips. The five slender and powerful five fingers shook unconsciously, and the claws rubbed against each other.

But she is already a wise monster, this instinct can not overwhelm reason, especially there is one more important thing that she can never forget.

I saw Huang Lan reached out his hand and whispered a faint and short syllable. The mana was agitated a little, and a demon pill in a pile of minced meat flew into the sky and fell into her white hands.

The blood-stained Yaodan instantly added a dazzling and bright scarlet color to the very beautiful finger, but she did not dislike or hesitate and handed the Yaodan to Anyang.

"An Gongzi, I didn't make any effort just now. I will give it to you."

"Forget it, it's useless for me to hold, it's up to you to get the demon pill, just go back and give it to the two little guys. Jindan probably doesn't have too much, so it's mine."

"Row!"

"Well, let's go."

Anyang lifted the crane gun and walked forward, and walked all the way to the depths according to the guidance of the old Kunlun Road.

The two of them kept their hearts together. The **** smell here is so rich that it can certainly attract a lot of monsters and evil creatures with sensitive sense of smell. The holy place to brush the orb of experience.

After a blink of an hour, the two did not go to find the ruler of the demon here, nor did they have the idea of ​​challenging the demon king, that is, fighting alone with a large group of demon here. As a result, Yaodan rolled over, and even Huang Lan had been handed over to Anyang because of the influence of his Taiko drums. Unfortunately, Jindan had a small number, and the evils raised naturally were not weak. It is difficult to kill, so there are not a few.

The two didn't cooperate well. After all, there was not much running in, but their tactics were simple and there was nothing wrong with it.

Anyang is responsible for the wholehearted firepower output. Almost no matter what else, the heavy machine gun and the energy cannon are changed very diligently. Which one should be used when it is used. Of the 100 dead demons, at least 95 are dead. Under his modern weapon, even if it is repaired to a high depth, it can block heavy machine guns, but it can't block individual energy guns or even the laser transmitters that come with missiles and armor.

Huang Lan ’s mission is to ensure that he is not disturbed. Whenever a demon demon approaches or attacks with strange and unpredictable spells, Huang Lan will block it. Sometimes she will kill the invading demon on the spot, sometimes the demon is too powerful, she only needs to delay for a moment when she loses, the energy cannon or the dense barrage that follows can easily tear the demon into pieces, Even annihilated into fly ash.

Now she is different from the past. She is no longer a tigress who has nothing to do but can't play. She can only rely on strong physical qualities, combat instincts and natural talents to fight. She will also have many spells, although compared to many evil ways. It's slightly worse, but the magical spells that block them are still barely able to do it, especially the fierce ghosts beside them, like a circle of natural barriers, automatic defense interception system.

Even if it is not blocked occasionally, Anyang is not a pure crisp skin output mage. He himself has the golden body technique, the body protection technique of Buddha light, the guardianship technique of the six armored gods, and the armor of the eternal alloy, his own physical quality and from the painting skin. The demon body of the millennium fox demon Xiaowei, a group of demons attacked by the barrage and fleeing occasionally could not hurt him.

It was almost dusk now, and the surrounding light was getting darker and darker, and the dense forest that was dark and dark was even colder.

Aoao!

A tiger's roar shocked the forest, and it seemed that there had never been calm here.

Hum ...

Suddenly ...

Boom ...

Bang Bang Bang ...

Is like a small modern war.

Huang Lan waved his arm, and suddenly showed beautiful muscle lines in his hand. The fierce ghosts around her were like a beast of ridiculous beasts.

Shouting and roaring one after another!

Countless pale shadows quickly caught up with the demon, and the gathering of open teeth and dancing claws surrounded it drippingly, as if a hungry beast was eating prey, biting the demon into pieces, even pulling the soul When it came out, it was stuffed into the mouth and swallowed cleanly.

Surrounded by screams from the soul, and excited roars.

This scene is extremely bloody, more **** than a living demon being torn apart by metal projectiles, which is disgusting.

"This method is not much different from a demon?"

Anyang shook his head, no wonder Kunlun recorded so many tiger demon are very evil and powerful.

With such a talent, it is too easy to quickly improve her cultivation practice, that is, Huang Lan's inner firmness can only hold back. She did not use similar means to kill the souls to grow the way, nor did she swallow the innocent soul unscrupulously, only kill The opponent who dies himself only devours these evil demons that make the world intolerable.

Therefore, her cruelty has nothing to do with demons.

In the afternoon, the evil spirits who died in these surroundings do not know how much, and gradually fewer people came. Their prestige has been very terrifying, just like the **** body.

As Huang Lan waved, many fierce souls and ghosts scattered around, forming a group in twos and threes, **** and fierce biting the soul of the demon that had just been killed, and some were still living on the ground like flesh and blood, but all remained The author is within 100 meters of Huang Lan and will not be far away.

These fierce spirits and ghosts cannot be far away from her, but they have studied the soul control technique and their talents for so long. It is an optimization.

The two of them were not idle. They collected the demon pill on the ground next to each other, and a precious golden pill, which was taken into the space by Anyang.

Huang Lan shook the blood stains of his fingertips and recovered the fierce ghosts. He consciously took a step towards another place in the jungle, and at the same time blocked Anyang if he had nothing.

Although Anyang does not need her to do so.

Not long after the two left, a swordman's head fell from the sky, stepping on an ancient sword, suspended in the position where they had previously stood, it was the middle-aged man with a sharp eye.

"His ..."

The middle-aged man took a breath, and a look of terror suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Seen in the eyes, the ground was almost covered with residual limbs and minced meat, and the soil was stained with blood. I don't know how many demon battles died here.

This is the world of monasticism. It is not a phantasmagorian who cuts the mountain and breaks the mountain with a sword. It is even less likely that there will be a gap in the gap between the heavens and the valley. In fact, the realm of cultivation in this world is very vague, and sometimes the behavior of a Jiazi is nothing. The qualitative gap can easily be compensated by the amount.

The reason why emphasizes that this is a world of monasticism is because all the people of monasticism are human beings. It seems that the hundreds of disciples from Kunlun used Dayan to eliminate the devil and the sky is already a powerful magical power. It is called the wind and the rain. This is the result of hundreds of disciples working together. No one can do it. Even Kunlun, who majored in the battle, could not say that he could cope with the spells made by the hundreds of disciples.

So, what kind of master monk is it, in order to face the siege of so many demons and leave calmly, and leave this body?

It is impossible for any martial arts to quietly send an expert inside the door, right?

Could it be ...

The middle-aged man's expression was slightly condensed, and he instantly thought of the steel figure that roared from his side today. The speed was simply appalling.

Is far behind, I wonder what magical power it is, even faster than Yu Jian.

And with such a strong combat strength, he has lived for more than two hundred years, can he do it?

Hang!

Middle-aged people can't help but be dignified. You have to know that Shushan has always been famous for its combat power, because it is located in the deep mountains, and it also has the most wars with demon demon road.

Yu Guang scanned, but found something strange.

"Ok?"

'S eyes touched a pile of broken corpses, which seemed to be torn and bitten by something, and looked very bloody.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his expression gloomy, and began to pinch his fingers at a rapid speed. The thick mana on his body surged, and his eyes closed silently.

Suddenly, those eyes opened, and there seemed to be a simple sword hidden inside.

"The demon is gone is still normal, but the flesh is swallowed, some souls are broken, torn apart, this means ... How is it different from the demon?"

"No, there is a breath of evil spirits in the world, and the army of demons that can fight the evil spirits in the sky and earth. It seems that I have underestimated you."

"His, there is more than one world evil, but no corpses are left, and no soul remains, is it directly taken away?"

The middle-aged man's expression was uncertain, he withdrew his ancient sword under his feet, stepped into the pool of blood, and stepped forward, but suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at a big tree.

There is a hole in the tree, and the wood texture is destroyed.

He stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers at the hole.

Ding!

A deformed metal missile landed in his hand, about one finger long, golden yellow, rounded on top, strangely shaped.

The middle-aged man frowned, looked around, saw the small trees interrupted by his waist, and stared down at the metal. He didn't know what this was, but he could feel the greasiness and the effect of this metal.

He flicked the ancient sword ~ ​​www.ltnovel.com ~ made a slight buzz, an inexplicable invisible ripple oscillated, echoing everywhere around.

Some of them are in the holes in the big tree, some are deep in the ground, some are covered by the broken pieces of the ground, and some are in the distance.

The echo was unheard, but he was heard by his secret technique.

The middle-aged man suddenly understood, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"It turned out to be a coincidence, but I didn't expect that I was looking up to you, then this metal projectile is the culprit in killing so many demons?"

"Fun, fun!"

The middle-aged man did not know what he was thinking, and went back.

He did not see that under the pool of blood, the shocking deep pits were buried by the body of the demon, which could not be done by the big spell!

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