Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 485: Ming (Destiny) Clan (on)
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Besides the mountain valley of the people who lived nearly a thousand Shaman Clan, the black cloud roared close at the moment, and hundreds of winged bats Saint Clan were seen in the dense space, one by one, the look was grim, the teeth were sharply exposed, and the both eyes scattered fierce Red Mans, looming.
The appearance of this bat Saint Clan tribesmen is quite horrible, not to mention the whole body, its size is three times that of the ordinary Shaman Clan, it looks almost two feet, and its arms are thick, as if it has the power to tear life apart.
They have no clothes on them, but are covered with countless fine feathers. They look like gowns. In their hands, almost every bat Saint Clan tribesmen holds a round blade. Full of blood.
The roar of the roar echoed. Under the bright moon reflection of sky, the group of bats Saint Clan approached the mountain valley where the Shaman Clan was located like a fierce and evil.
"What happened to Senior Tie Mu?" On the terrace of mountain valley, there were some white-haired Nangong Hen in the temples, looking at the bat Saint Clan coming from sky, and the low to open mouth.
"Senior Tie Mu is still asleep ... There are no signs of regaining consciousness. His old man was too injured last time, and we do n’t have enough medicine here. I am afraid that even if he wakes up, Xiuwei will fall widely." After a while of silence, one of the more than ten people beside Nangong Hen whispered.
"Senior Hei Ya?" Nangong Hen sighed and continued to ask.
"I sent someone to invite senior Hei Ya before, but his old man didn't know why he suddenly closed his door. I didn't see anyone. He closed his cave abode ..."
At the time of their conversation, the dark cloud on sky rolled down and fell sharply. At the same time, sharp echoed with an excited roar, but they saw that the tribesmen of the bat Saint Clan washed down seven or eight , Came straight from the sky to this mountain valley.
The seven or eight bats Saint Clan tribesmen are extremely fast, and they are about to approach. Nangong Hen is standing there staring, showing killing intent in his eyes.
The dozen or so people behind him are all the same, and several more have clenched their fists, showing a vicious look. Not only them, but the hidden Shaman Clan people in this mountain valley at the moment also looked at this scene one by one. This scene is a nightmare in their dreams, but a cruel reality in their eyes.
In an instant, the seven or eight bats Saint Clan were already less than twenty feet from the top of the mountain valley, but just after their excited roar rushed out ten feet again, a roar suddenly echoed, and I saw a phantom The light curtain suddenly appeared outside the mountain valley. At this moment, the light curtain violently fluctuated. On the light curtain, the bodies of the eight bats Saint Clan tribesmen coming came into contact with it.
But they didn't hurt at all, but their bodies bounced for more than ten feet.
"The bat Saint Clan is strategically the same as usual, and there is no change. It is to lure people of my family to go out and fight with them, thus being regarded as prey.
The physical strength is comparable to the pinnacle of Barbarian Clan sacrifice bone middle stage. It is stronger than the last time they came. It is expected that the next time they come again, the physical strength will reach the level of Barbarian Clan sacrifice bone late stage. "Behind Nangong Hen, there was a skinny old woman among the dozen or so people. She looked old. both eyes was filled with bloodshot eyes and whispered to open mouth.
"The bat Saint Clan and the common tribesmen have increased a lot this time, so the purple line tribesmen among them, the physical strength should reach the level equivalent to the Barbarian Clan sacrifice bone late stage in advance."
When the old lady ’s words came out, this popped up the mountain valley light curtains of the eight bats Saint Clan, violently emitting strong rays of light, and these rays of light interlaced in mid-air to form a large net and went straight to this The eight bats Saint Clan bounced away, seeming to cover them all.
But at the moment when the light network was near them, one of the eight bats Saint Clan, his right hand was raised and placed on his chest, and there was a complex and inexplicable sound of the spell in his mouth. Echoing, immediately behind this bat Saint Clan tribesmen, the void seemed to be torn open, and a huge **** bat rushed out.
The body of this **** bat is several feet long. After rushing out, he screamed and ran straight to the net. After a moment of instant contact with each other, the **** bat burst into hundreds of red awns. Hitting directly on this light net, the world roared, and this light net immediately collapsed. The hundreds of red awns had life, and they walked in all directions, looking like hundreds of scarlet ghosts.
"The strength of supernatural powers has also increased a lot. Compared with last time, it is obvious that these ordinary bats Saint Clan tribesmen are now comparable to Intermediate Shaman middle stage ...
This battle ... If there is no accident, if you do n’t send out sacrifices, as long as the guarding light curtain can be maintained, then our chance of winning will account for 60% ... but the price will be three hundred or even five hundred tribesmen Life was overdrawn by the light curtain and died. "That old woman's deep to open mouth, a sorrow in her voice.
Nangong Hen is silent, everyone behind him is silent now.
On sky, within the dark rolling clouds, more than a dozen figures screamed out at this moment, and went straight to the light curtain with the eight previous clan.
The roar reverberates. In the violent flash of the light curtain, inside the mountain valley below, there is a hollowed out location, where there is a huge Big Formation method on the ground, on this Formation, at this moment Thirty Shaman Clan people sat cross-legged.
These Shaman Clan people are all thin and lean, complexion is pale, and the power of Shaman Clan in their knees is constantly being absorbed by this Formation, becoming the source of the outside to support the operation of Formation.
This Formation is not static, but constantly glittering. The frequency of glittering is proportional to the degree of bombardment of Outer World Formation at the moment. As its flashing becomes more intense, there are so many of these more than thirty Shaman Clan tribesmen tremors. When people spurted blood and were crumbling, people around them immediately stepped forward to support them, and someone was sitting there again to keep the Formation running.
Those who have been helped, don't hesitate to vomit, trying to restore even a trace of strength.
However, there are still a few tribesmens, which have n’t waited to be supported by people. Just in this Formation constantly flashing and absorbing, the whole body of the smirk dried up quickly, and finally turned into bones, which became fly ash dissipated, All life and breath have become a part of maintaining Formation.
On the sky outside mountain valley, as time went by, the bat Saint Clan that bombed the light curtain there had reached nearly a hundred people, and the nearly hundred bats Saint Clan tribesmen kept bombarding in the strange call, making the light curtain difficult to emit The sound of support seems to collapse at any time.
"Sir, let's do it! Sixteen tribesmen have been sucked to death while maintaining Formation!" Anxious words came out of the dozens of people behind Nangong Hen.
Nangong Hen was silent, and complexion shook his head palely.
The roaring sound continued to echo in all directions. A few moments later, the bat Saint Clan tribesmen attacking the light curtain has reached more than one hundred and fifty people. The sound of these people roaring will make people feel shocked.
"Wait a second, we have only one chance, we can't waste it ..." Nangong Hen gritted his teeth and murmured.
"Adult, there are already 43 tribesmen, died in the maintenance of Formation, if you continue to wait, the number of deaths will double."
Nangong Hen looked at the bat Saint Clan tribesmen, which was close to two hundred at the moment outside the light curtain, looked at the black cloud above and gritted his teeth.
"The bow is ready!" As his words came out, someone quickly stepped back, that is, for more than ten years, and immediately walked out of some cave abodes in this mountain valley, leaving nine heroes.
The nine big men are all Battle Shaman. They are standing on the terrace outside their respective cave abode. raise the head looks at sky, and in their hands everyone holds a **** bow.
The height of this arch foot is over one person, held by each of these nine big men, and exhausted all of them to slowly pull apart. When they pulled the bow apart, there were three behind them. Three psychics, three Absorbing Soul and three Advanced Mind Shaman Clan walked out.
The psychic whispered softly, and immediately a thick death air condensed from under this mountain valley and went straight to the nine bows pulled by the Battle Shaman, forming nine arrows vaguely!
Absorbing Soul opened his eyes, bursts of strange power belonging to Absorbing Soul, echoed in this nothingness, as their minds were condensed in this bow arrow, and they did not disperse for a long time.
Advanced Mind eyes closed, seems to be meditating. At the moment of their eyes closed, the nine both eyess that Battle Shaman furiously appeared immediately white glow, as if they lost their consciousness at this moment, their white eyes looked empty.
"Open the bow!" Nangong Hen groaned, and the sound echoed in this mountain valley. The Battle Shaman of the nine both eyes white glow croaked. After pulling the open bow again, their shoulders and arms were torn. Cracked, the blood was still full of perseverance, and still insisted on pulling the bow completely away, and then let go.
The buzzing sound immediately echoed mountain valley, and buzzed between the sky and the earth. At the same time, there were nine Black Dragon roars in the mountain valley that rushed out at a very fast speed and penetrated the guardian light curtain. , Appeared directly outside the light curtain, among the nearly two hundred bats Saint Clan tribesmen.
A screaming scream suddenly spread all around. The nine arrows with a madness, with an unprecedented impact, directly penetrated the body of the nine bats Saint Clan tribesmen. Penetrate again!
The roaring sound spread, every bat Saint Clan tribesmen penetrated by this arrow will explode, turning into flesh and blood.
Nine arrows, each of which has harvested at least three lives. When the remaining power of the nine arrows dissipated, they did not disappear, but burst out, and under the burst, they turned into a piece of death. The gas enveloped the sky outside the light curtain.
"Take the dead air as a guide, release the power of a dead air!" The Nangong Hen shouted violently, and suddenly the mountain valley trembles, a whirl of dead air roars from within earth, condensed around mountain valley, see mountain valley is blurry when I go here.
At the same time, with the large spread of this dead energy, after the number of interest, there was an explosion, a bang, all the dead energy in this mountain valley, rushed out directly, like a huge breath Column, go straight to sky and touch those bats Saint Clan tribesmen.