A Demon’s Path Chapter 641: Zihuo Wild Thunder
Chapter 641 Purple Fire Wild Thunder
"Everyone at Zou's house listens, the direction of the volcano behind Zou's house is urgent, and now all go to the direction of the volcano to rescue!" Zou Xiong ordered the heavy soldiers guarding toward the front door.
"Yes!" Although most people only follow Zou Xiong's orders, a small number of people also expressed doubts.
A child of the Zou family came out and asked suspiciously: "Three young masters, now abandon the direction of the gate. In case the enemy attacks, isn't our Zou family driven into the enemy's long drive? Don't leave a point People continue to guard here..."
"Pā!" Zou Xiong jumped up like a **** with a needle in his ass, and gave the Zou family disciple a slap in the face: "Asshole! In the end listen to you or listen to me? I I said to withdraw all, to support my brother, I heard no!"
"Yes..." The Zou family covered his red and swollen half of his face, and faded with a sorrowful color, following the others quickly toward the direction of the volcano behind.
As soon as more than 2,000 Zou's Mecha Divisions were withdrawn, an army of hundreds of people immediately appeared in the direction of Zou's gate.
This group of people are all wearing hats, making people unclear about their true colors.
Zou Xiong saw this army, all of them were Purple Level, and his eyes lit up at once.
It appears so timely and has such a lineup. Except for Divine Demon Tower, there seems to be no other forces that can send out such a lineup.
Zou Xiong immediately put on a smiley face and greeted him fartly, stooping and bowing: "Are you high priests? I have been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."
Zou Xiong's charm is like these people are his father.
However, what Zou Xiong is doing now is to betray his father. If he treats others like his father, others must be more careful.
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you go?" Zou Xiong just walked a few steps and found that these people were standing motionless and didn't follow up, asking strangely.
"Zou Xiong, your father gave you the last chance. Unfortunately, you still don't know how to cherish Ah......" A voice said quietly, and the tone seemed to sigh, not worth it for Zou Bolang.
Zou Xiong immediately showed a horrified look: "Who are you?"
Took down the hat for the first man, revealing a beautiful face.
Zou Xiong always felt like this person had seen him, and when he thought about it, he immediately remembered the candidate who Zou Wei did when he recruited his son-in-law.
Nangong Yurong!
Zou Xiong didn't know well and immediately turned around and fled.
"Want to escape? Die!" Nangong Yurong waved her left hand, and a purple Symbol Paper flew out quickly, turned into a thousand-armed mantis, and swooped towards Zou Xiong.
Zou Xiong felt the danger behind him and immediately came out fully armed. While escaping, he wrapped his whole body in armor.
"Ge Laozi's, you think you turned into a tortoise, you guys can't deal with you?" Qian arm mantis cursed, stopped in front of Zou Xiong, countless sharp arms pointed towards Zou Xiong Stabbed in the past.
Even if Zou Xiong was covered with armor, his eyes, ears, and mouth were still exposed.
The dense arm blades pierced frantically. Although most of them were blocked by the armor, a few pierced Zou Xiong’s eyes and mouth, piercing Zou Xiong’s head directly.
"Ah-" Zou Xiong screamed, the big mouth was fixed in place like that, and it couldn't fit.
Plop! Zou Xiong's body fell to the ground, his eyes straightened, his face twisted, and he couldn't die anymore.
Nangong Yurong used Symbol Paper to pack Zou Xiong’s body into the space and shook his head with a sigh: "You have a father who thinks for you like this, why are you still so ignorant?"
Nangong Yurong remembered his father. Some people were born in a blessing without knowing it.
Just a little sighed. When Nangong Yurong knew that she was sentimental at this time, she immediately calmed her thoughts and shouted loudly, "Guard the gate, don't let any enemy enter!"
"Yes!"
This group of Purple Level powerhouses is the main force where Nangong Yurong assembled the three major forces of Diganmen, Haotianzong and Tangjia. Ling Xiao handed the defense of the front door to these three Sect(s) coalition forces.
Nangong Yurong is in the team, and Nangong Yuzhuo is the commanding staff in the team. Ling Xiao is relatively safe.
The confrontational Ling Xiao and Yue Xianan received the news at the same time. For the first time, it seemed that Yue Xianan had the upper hand.
Yue Xianan’s only loss was the death of Zou Xiong.
"Zou Bolang, you really are willing to start." Yue Xianan sneered at Zou Bolang: "You replaced the crystal used by your son to contact me with the one used by you, and then he sent a message, your People hugged them, so it’s a good idea."
Zou Bolang couldn't understand what Yue Xianan was saying, and his face was stunned. Yue Xianan knew that he had admitted the wrong target, and hmph hmph sneered: "It turns out that you are the ghost."
Ling Xiao yelled: "I don’t believe that you really will give Zou Xiong such an important task of attacking the front door. He is just like Zou Bo and Yao Heng, but it is just a tool you use to fight Zou’s head. Never mind."
Yue Xianan’s dismissal is regarded as the default: “Ling Xiao, you have lost in the direction of the volcano. Now, our men fight again in the direction of the front door. Let’s wait and see.”
"Oh? Really?" Ling Xiao looked calm: "Okay, just look at it."
In the direction of the front door of the Zou family, the Nangong Yurong group had just been stationed, and tens of thousands of Divine Soul teachers in all blue soul guard costumes were killed.
Nangong Yurong looked cold and waved, "Go!"
Hundreds of Purple Level Divine Soul teachers do not have much to say, one by one Soul Chain, use Soul Strength to attack those blue soul guards.
Shrugging... A sky of purple light rushed towards the tens of thousands of Blue Soul Guardians, and in a thunderstorm, blasted thousands of Blue Soul Guardians rushing to the fore into blood mist.
Those guys are not afraid of death. They have just died of more than a thousand companions, and the remaining nine thousand people continue to rush forward at high speed!
Nangong Yurong's face sank, and she always felt a little wrong, but she didn't think of it all at once.
The hundreds of Purple Level Divine Soul divisions continued to attack, and more than a thousand Blue Soul Guards were killed. But at this time, the remaining nearly 8,000 Blue Soul Guardians were only 200 meters away from Nangong Yurong.
If the Soul Strength attack is launched again, the speed of the urge must be too late.
"It turns out they want to fight close!" Nangong Yurong saw through the intentions of these blue soul guards, but even in close combat, eight thousand Blue Level versus eight hundred Purple Level, they seemed to have no advantage.
"Be careful, these people seem to be souls away!" Someone in Haotianzong recognized the origin of these 8,000 Blue Level Blue Soul Guardians, and everyone couldn't help but change their colors!
The power of the souls is not in their individual combat power, but in the whole, but also in their painlessness.
What makes Nangong Yurong more chilling is that the Soul Body seems to be a puppet of Hao Tianzong's special expertise. It appears here at this time. What does it mean?
Too late to think too much. Looking at the soul soul body Blue Soul Guard, Nangong Yurong can only gritt his teeth and force two words from his mouth: "Fight!"
Knowing the power of the detached body, more than 800 Purple Level strongmen are also wrapped in a mass and rushed into this group of detached bodies.
They support each other and complement each other, but they make the more than 8,000 blue soul guards around them do nothing.
The Purple Level powerhouses stand in a circle, and those standing inside the circle pass all their Soul Strength to those standing on the periphery of the circle, forming a purple circular aperture arc.
As long as those blue soul guards rush forward, this circular aperture arc will emit Soul Strength, which will blow these away souls into blood mist.
Moreover, because the group of Purple Level Divine Soul divisions of Nangong Yurong has formed a circle, which has reduced the offensive area, these souls can’t be able to play out if they want to take advantage of the group.
If you want to fight Soul Strength hard, 800 Purple Level has no fear of 8000 Blue Level!
"Big Brother, it's our turn." Seeing the two sides enter a temporary confrontation, Nangong Yurong said towards Nangong Yuzhuo.
The red-faced Nangong Yuzhuo nodded: "Good!"
The brothers jumped lightly and jumped directly above the door of the Zou family, looking down on the battlefield below.
The two of them took out two sets of paper notes from the storage space. The paper notes were all purple!
The two brothers looked at each other, nodded, and no longer spoke, flicking the purple Symbol Paper out of their hands.
All of a sudden, the sky is full of purple Symbol Paper flying wildly.
These Symbol Papers emit purple rays, which are connected to each other above the sky and become a piece, turning the sky above the Zou family gate into a purple sky.
In the purple sky, Purple Cloud(s) rolled and surged, quickly rubbing out countless Wild Thunder with purple flames.
Boo pā pā... Thunder and thunder, countless Wild Thunder mixed with purple flames crashed down, like a thunderstorm ~ IndoMTL.com~ Wild Thunder with a thick arm like a child hit these souls On his body, Wild Thunder smashed their bodies, and Zihuo burned their bodies to ashes in the next instant.
In just a few seconds, more than eight thousand Blue Soul Guardians have disappeared from their bodies!
"The ultimate Symbol Paper Great Array of Diganmen, Zihuo Wild Thunder..." Yue Xianan looked at Zou's front door and muttered to himself: "The two cubs at Nangong's house are willing to give blood."
Thousands of Purple Level Symbol Paper are required to arrange such a Formation.
For the local gate, the Purple Level Symbol Paper produced in a year is only a few dozen.
Throwing the two brothers like this, it can be said that the savings of more than ten years of the dry door have been spent on the light. It is no wonder that Yue Xianan will say that the Nangong Yuzhuo brothers are willing to give up their blood.
"The direction of the front door, you are the winner." Yue Xianan recovered, still looking at Ling Xiao very calmly: "I'm just curious, why have your elite Xihecheng haven't appeared yet?"
Ling Xiao sneered: "Why not, they are waiting for the silver helmet man under your hands!"