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Is there any pink ticket? Is there a recommendation ticket?
The third thing is that the small bug should be caught.
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Although Di Chanshang’s vocal movements were exaggerated, the sound made was very small. The strong sound wave disturbed the mountain wind blowing in front of him, and the large group of blood hummingbirds that hit him looked like a big wave. The attacking ants were all shattered to their viscera and died instantly, and a large blood-red small body was scattered from the sky. It seemed that the number was no less than what Feng Jie had killed with the magic treasure.
Di Chanshang was very satisfied with the effect, he couldn't pull Yin Zizhang a sideways, but Yin Zizhang never even raised his eyebrows.
Many monks concealed in the dark, carefully restraining their breath, saw this scene, and many of them broke their skills on the spot and took a breath! This is too fierce!
The previous scene repeats itself again. Countless blood hummingbirds feel the special cry of their companions before their tragic death. The tide gushes out of the cave and rushes towards Di Chanshang and Yin Zizhang.
Di Chan is still not afraid, and he draws his abdomen and breathes towards the birds that rushed up first, and there was another "bah"! Large swarms of blood hummingbirds fell from the air at the sound, and those farther away received relatively little impact, but they were also shaken to their heads.
In the distance, Gao Chuan Xiao saw him, but he shook his head secretly. These juniors with unknown origins are good, but they are too big. When they come up, they use such magical spells that consume real yuan, so are they not afraid of lack of success? Sure enough, there is a lack of actual combat experience, which is a pity.
Over there, Di Chanshang made five "poohs", and finally got out of breath. He took a sac of water from his storage bag, took a sip, opened his mouth and spouted a piece of blood hummingbirds rushing forward. Water mist.
Countless small water droplets entrained mana, and another large swath of blood hummingbird was knocked down.
Di Chanshang took advantage of the short gap in the middle, took a bottle of pill from his arms and poured it into his mouth. He took at least three pills in one bite. He was immediately energetic and resurrected with blood on the spot. Then he went forward, backward and left three directions. The blood hummingbird "pooh" three times again. On the right is Yin Zizhang, that one can be saved.
Gao Chuanxiao looked stunned. He rarely saw someone who took the pill so "outrageously", and it was the pill that replenished the true essence so quickly! In the five countries in the West, where the pill is particularly expensive, such a wasteful behavior makes people vomit blood. What is the origin of these boys? Shimen is too generous.
Yin Zizhang waved a large cloud of ice mist over there, and directly froze the blood hummingbird to death. He turned his head and said to Di Chanshang: "Big brother, can you use some normal spells?"
Pooh and vomiting, he doesn't feel sick? !
Di Chanshang wiped the water stains on his lips, and hummed: "Isn't Lao Tzu's spells normal, be careful of your own!"
Speaking of raising his chest and abdomen, and facing the front is another "bah", Yin Zizhang felt helpless, and he could only turn his face away and choose to keep his eyes out.
In terms of image, Yin Zizhang is much better than this three-sided vomiting guy next to him, surrounded by ice, and every time he takes a shot, it is a white mist.
Countless blood hummingbirds lost their lives under these white mists, and the people who took the shots in the middle seemed calm and graceful, and every move seemed to have a unique rhythm, just like a man in a fairy. Although the killing effect was similar to that of Di Chanshang, no one would think he was a hundred times more reliable than Di Chanshang.
The two continued to replenish their vitality by relying on the elixir, as if tirelessly killing the surging blood hummingbirds, constantly challenging the limit of their mana consumption.
They have long discovered that this practice method is much faster than ordinary meditation and breathing, but there are too few opponents for them to let go.
On the other side, the monks who were in charge of secretly ambushing the blood hummingbird saw the two working tirelessly like fighter machines, and felt chills. Is this still human? ! There are also those pills... they are all eaten as food, do they want to be so violent! They obviously still have three people, and the shifts are more intensive, so there is no need to waste these pills.
Feng Jie wielded her magic weapon Sipa to massacre blood hummingbirds in large numbers, and she was very active indeed. She accidentally glanced at Yin Zizhang, and felt that this young monk was truly heroic and extraordinary.
Previously, Zia and Lin Ken told her that Yin Zizhang might be from the Lin family of Wu Guo. She would still be suspicious, but thought that if these people did not have a strong enough background, how could they have such a cultivation level at such a young age? , Plus their calm demeanor in the face of their master, they suddenly believed a little more.
Looking at their fighting methods now, as well as the "chic" energy of taking pills that are totally disregarded, there is no doubt in my heart, and I don't think it has anything to do with the fight with these blood hummingbirds at the command of others. Up.
Where are the children of Wu Guolin! Both the imperial family of the Wu Kingdom and the direct descendant of Zhao Caizong, one of the three major sects of the Jinqian mainland, are also qualified to be their leaders.
Ji Yougu and Shi Yinglu watched the time almost two hours later, they went forward to take their place, Di Chanshang and Yin Zizhang retreated to the pin Yunsuo where Zhu Zhu was sitting, closing their eyes Meditate cross-legged.
Zhu Zhu didn't bother them, and sat on one side to watch the battle.
Blood hummingbirds have been reduced a lot, but they still tirelessly continue to besie their enemies. The persistence to fight to the end is really frustrating.
Ji Yougu and Shi Yinglu use a special technique to join hands against the enemy, which faintly combines the mystery of the rotation of the five elements, and cooperates with the two practice five element spells, like a perfect circle, although surrounded by a blood hummingbird In the ocean, they were still round and round, resisting wave after wave of fierce "giant waves" ~ IndoMTL.com~ and shook all blood hummingbirds close to them to death.
Gao Chuanxiao watched this scene from a distance and could only shake his head and sigh. His three disciples were more than arrogant compared with these few people, but he was not afraid or fearful in dealing with the enemy, and worked hard to hone himself. His tenacity is indeed too poor. This is not something that can be replaced by spiritual root aptitude, powerful techniques, or a large number of pills.
He even started to be jealous of the masters of these people. What good luck did he receive to receive such an outstanding disciple! These three of my own disciples still need to grind.
In this way, it continued to kill until the red sun was slanting. Although the blood hummingbird died more than half, there was still a considerable part of it continued to attack. Seeing that this was not the way, Ji Yougu sent a message to ask the other monks to stop temporarily, and the crowd gathered their breath and retreated to one of the other three peaks of Dianfeng Mountain to camp overnight.
After fighting for a whole day, except for Di Chanshang and other "abnormalities" who are not short of elixir, even the iron beaters were also exhausted, and a group of people were not willing to talk too much. They simply prepared the camp and decided to draw lots. Decide who is on the night camp so that you can rest assured.
Gao Chuan Xiaoduan sat in a corner, still so alienated, Feng Jie pulled the two seniors, walked to Yin Zizhang and the others, and smiled: "We have been working together to defend the enemy for the entire day. Daming, where is the teacher?"