Super Soldier King Chapter 6173: Poor pole appeared
Ye Qian heard that the Six-Star Demon Array was so sharp, and I was slightly relieved.
After all, once the poor pole becomes an adult, it is an eight-level monster, which is equivalent to the Glimpse Dao Realm eight-level powerhouse. This is already the peak combat power of Immortal Union!
Don’t look at the fact that there are six masters of Glimpse Dao Realm 7-layer, but if the poor pole is really an eighth-level monster, they are really not enough for others.
Fortunately, it seems that the Duobao firm is indeed preparing for Zhou Xiang. These six-star demon formations can actually reduce the general power of the monsters. Then, even if the poor pole has reached the eighth level, I want to be weakened. , Six strong Glimpse Dao Realm 7-layer, is also enough to cope.
Not only Ye Qian, other people are relieved, Ye Qian is okay, after all, he is strong himself, except for the six Glimpse Dao Realm 7-layer people, Ye Qian is the strongest, there are various means, even if there is really If something is wrong, he can also slip away.
However, these young people do not have the skill of Ye Qian. If the poor pole really reaches the eighth level, most of them will not be able to survive. Now looking at Niu Shanhe and others, it was easy to arrange the six-star descending demon array, even if the poor pole reached eighth level, they should be able to deal with it. They are relieved and relieved.
"All of you, let's work harder to seduce that poor pole!" Niu Shanhe laughed.
If poor pole turtles shrink into their nests, they will undoubtedly destroy the nests under attack. Although it is said that they will have a way to dig out the nest afterwards, but in that case, it will definitely destroy many treasures. They came once, in order to be the treasure in the nest. If the loss is the same, it will be the same as the loss. With such a powerful force collected, it will certainly not work if there is too little harvest.
Wei Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "So, it's up to me to lead the poor pole out!"
After finishing talking, Wei Chengfei got up, and the whole person stood on the top of the peak. The poor pole's lair is in this mountain peak. This powerful ancient beast directly hollowed out the mountain peak and built its own lair. Now that Wei Cheng is standing like this, it is equivalent to standing above the lair.
He laughed aloud and stomped suddenly, "Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, countless rocks rolled down, and the trees were shaking and uprooted to the ground. But among the mountain peaks, there were constant roars and explosions.
The principle is actually very simple. The mountain seems to be an empty inverted clock. Wei Cheng stomped down, and the whole mountain resembled a clock, echoing continuously.
At this time, any person or creature in the poor lair inside the mountain must be unbearable. Sure enough, a moment later, a furious roar sounded, and a huge figure suddenly rushed out of the ground halfway up the hill, his head was wagging, and his teeth crowed and roared.
This is a behemoth that is about ten meters long. It looks a bit like a mouse, but its mouth is not pointed, but it has a big mouth like a tiger, and its limbs are like dragon claws. The tail is four or five meters long, covered in scale armor, and a fierce air emanates from this huge monster.
"Good guy, it really is its lair!"
"Oh my god, is this poor? Really scary!"
It looks like a mouse in the extreme distance, but it doesn't touch the mouse at all, which is really terrible.
"Hey, good luck, this is a poor pole with a peak of level 7, and has not yet broken through to level 8, that is, there is no real adult. However, it is almost too fast." Wei Cheng's body is suspended in midair , The closest to the poor pole, and the most clearly recognized the situation of the poor pole. "Let's think it's a coincidence, exactly, and after a while, this guy might break through to the eighth level."
"Oh, what are you hesitating about? Let's go, get rid of this poor pole, even if we made it this time!" Wang Fatzi laughed, and he promised to come over this time, which can be said to be the most rewarding one Too.
After all, Chu Boran and Liu Ying are good friends with Niu Shanhe. This time, although it is impossible to come in vain, but because of Niu Shanhe, it is regarded as a friendly price. But Wang Fatzi is not the same. He was introduced by Liu Ying, because he was worried that his strength is not enough to hunt the poor. But he and Niu Shanhe are only a few sides of the relationship. Naturally, they are not familiar. tallest.
It is now found that the poor pole is actually the seventh-level peak, which is undoubtedly a great piece of good news. Although the monster of the seventh-level peak is difficult to deal with, however, six Glimpse Dao Realm 7-layer masters work together to eliminate the poor pole. Unexpected. In this way, Wang Fatzi easily got great benefits this time!
Not to mention the existence of the Six-Star Fallen Demon Array, the power of the poor pole has been further weakened. It is simply the turtle in the urn, the lamb to be slaughtered.
The old man with a white beard in Duobao firm touched his beard and smiled: "Haha, okay! You are all ready, let me see if I can try this guy's strength!"
Even if Poor Pole does not have an eighth level, it is also the pinnacle of seventh level. Although there are six-star descending demon formations, everyone is still very vigilant and has not swarmed. At this time, it is very useful to find someone to try it out, to test the poor and the real.
But who is going to go? Liu Yingchu Boran and others came to help. This kind of work equivalent to the path-finding stone is naturally not good for them to go. No way, several people of Duobao firm naturally want to come forward.
The old man with a white beard stood out, and he had a gourd in his hand. The gourd looks ordinary, but the color is purple. Obviously, this is the weapon of the old man with white beard, but it is a very strange magic weapon.
"Tianxing Shensha!" The old man with a white beard shouted loudly, offering his purple gourd, and pinched the trick in his hand. After a dazzling operation, the purple gourd in the air suddenly became popular in the wind and became a blink of an eye. It was more than one foot long, and sprayed thinly from the mouth of the gourd to give a black mist.
But when you look closely, you will realize that it is not a mist at all, but a pile of sand. The sand is very fine together, and when it spreads in the sky, it looks like mist.
Heavenly Sand released by the old man with a white beard only surrounded the poor pole in an instant. From a distance, the poor pole seems to be on fire, and the whole body is black.
"Roar!" The poor pole roared violently, but that day, Star God Sand clearly had its unique strangeness. Once approaching the body of the poor pole, it seems like countless microorganisms, madly rushing towards the body of the poor pole, don't look at these black yarns are extremely subtle, maybe every grain reaches the poor pole, it can't be seen at all, And there is simply no way to do much harm to the poor pole.
However, even if the attack power is low, the number cannot be held up! Each of these countless stars and sands caused a slight injury to the poor pole, countless accumulated together, even if the poor pole is thick and thick, it can't parry at all, and roared a few times.
It is struggling desperately, but the star sand is really strange. The so-called ant-biting elephant is probably what it means. The poor pole is covered with black spots, although each grain can only cause 1/10 millionth of damage to it, but 10 million black sand grains, just Can cause a little damage to it.
The fog formed by this piece of black sand cannot count how many grains there are anymore.
In short, even with the extremely strong body, it is impossible to hold on at the moment. It roared a few times, its body flashed, and sometimes flames came out of it, or ice-cold biting frost covered it. These... naturally are the means of the old man with a white beard.
However, poor pole will naturally not sit still. The intelligence possessed by the eighth-level monster is no worse than humans. At this moment, I know very well that the black sand on my body is very annoying. If you don't want to solve it, just this black sand can reduce its strength by 20% or 30%.
And it has also discovered the Six-Star Demon Array. With these two things in place, the attack power it can exert is too low to be neglected.
"Roar!" The great man roared loudly, and suddenly rushed to the old man with a white beard who appeared alone in the middle of the sky~IndoMTL.com~ The old man found that this poor pole was already the end of a strong crossbow, and it was not the Glimpse Dao Realm eightfold, but also high confidence Proudly laughed: "Haha, good!"
Finally, he suddenly slapped the purple gourd with a palm. The gourd shrank suddenly, only the size of the slap, but it was small and strong, like a shell, facing the poor pole that rushed over.
"Boom!"
This is like a round*, the behemoth is extremely poor, but it is constantly being hit by the purple gourd, and it growls and growls. Only this time, the poor pole that was just arrogant and arrogant just now was beaten up and looked very poor.
Everyone couldn't help but applaud in unison. I thought this poor pole was very difficult to deal with. Unexpectedly, under the six-star descending demon formation, plus the white-bearded old man, Star Star Sand, poor pole seemed to be beaten even parry There is no power. Only the old man with a white beard has suppressed this poor pole.
It seems that this time, their actions were simply awesome. Such a result is undoubtedly everyone is happy to see. Although adventure is good, the fundamental purpose of adventure lies in the ultimate treasure harvest, and no one likes to experience life and death.
I saw that the poor pole was gradually unable to withstand the strong attack of the old man with a white beard. In addition to the constant wailing and roaring, but he could not play a decent attack, the other people slightly relaxed their vigilance.
But at this time, the poor pole suddenly stopped evading and making unnecessary attacks. It stood like that, but rushed towards the ground.
"Is it going to escape?"
"Want to escape?" The old man with a white beard laughed, followed closely, but after the poor pole rushed to the ground, he no longer escaped. Instead, he turned to look at the old man with a white beard, and his eyes suddenly burst out strongly. The black light rushed to the old man with a white beard who was following him.