Chapter 1287: Prospector

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Boom!
A series of explosions followed one another, like the waves, submerging the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and even the shouting and killing of both sides could no longer be heard. People's ears have been buzzing and sounding like deafness.
Nearly a million dragons, big and small, soaring for nine days. The violent claws tore the enemies on the opposite side to pieces. Hundreds of thousands of huge figures with a height of hundreds of feet, like a of war, are fighting with this fierce beast, and their eyes are full of red.
As the wailing continued, the huge figures dissipated into nothingness, and the huge dragon body was quickly covered with blood holes, and fell to the ground, breathing.
The entire battlefield has long been filled by the sea of ​​corpses, but no one is concerned about this tragic phenomenon.
Because of this infection, people have already fallen into madness, and there is nothing but killing in their eyes.
Wow!
Two black swords flashed over, and two huge figures quickly fell down. Zhuo Fan held the magic sword transformed by the sword boy and carried the giant body of the Devil Emperor along the way, looking towards him. Those sacred mountain masters blocked the road, and they were all slaughtered by him.
Although Dan Qingsheng and others did not have the prestige of the Holy Body, but with the special Emperor Ji Tianyin, they were also the people who followed behind and slaughtered those early saints. As for the rest of the Luo family, they picked up the weak men of the Holy Mountain in an orderly manner, which was equivalent to cleaning the battlefield.
After all, it is not so easy for them to find a few rookies to abuse a place like a holy mountain.
And they all have such a fate. The rest of the imperial conscripts recruited by the imperial army, who want to take a slice of the soup, can't find an opponent they can start with.
"I'm relying on it. It turns out that the Luo family is so hidden. There are so many masters. And it also united the Dragon Clan and the Spirit Beast to attack the Holy Mountain together. No wonder he dared to declare war openly at first, and it was not aimless!"
Seeing the blood spattered, a master of the spirit king was excited and excited, and at the same time anxious and somewhat helpless: "But ... what are we doing here? It looks like there is no room to intervene?"
Turned around and looked at the group of brothers who were also doing nothing behind him, just like looking at the lively, but just opened his eyes to watch the battle ahead, but he did not even have the courage to take a step.
After all, with their strength, as long as they enter the war circle, there is no need for someone to specifically deal with it, but the aftermath can kill them.
To put it bluntly, they go up as cannon fodder, and have no value.
With a wry smile, the other person searched for a long time with his eyes wide open, still shaking his head back and forth: "Forget the brothers, the sacred mountain is the sacred mountain, the weak chicken is really hard to find. We are still honest, etc. After they finish fighting, go to clean the battlefield. You know, this is fat, you think about who these people are, can you get less good things in your hands ... "
"Hey, what are you doing silly, don't you help?"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and everyone shook their bodies. They turned around and looked, but they saw a familiar figure who had only recently met and came over and hurriedly bowed their heads and said: "Miss Luo, we're doing this a little bit, insert Don't get started! "
"Who let you meddle in there, I am talking about logistics help. Do you know how many healing dans need to be distributed and how many wounded people need to be taken care of? We are all too busy to deal with it, why are you still standing there silly, see Did the play come? "
"Uh ... logistics?"
His heart was stagnant, and the man's face couldn't stop pumping. It was a bit difficult to say: "Miss Luo, anyway, we are also masters of the spirit king, and the name of my Beilin crazy knife is not a mess, do you ask us to go to the logistics? … We are here to make a contribution to the Holy Mountain, not ...

"Okay, you go!" Before he finished talking, Luo Yunshang nodded and motioned, "Go up to kill the enemy and build meritorious service. How about giving you a holy mountain to practice?"
"Uh ... this ..."
Peeping a glance at the cracks in the dark space, the tragic phenomenon of flying in the sky with broken hands and feet, the man couldn't help swallowing a spit, then lowered his head and walked back: "I see Let ’s take care of the wounded and do the logistics, the front line is too dangerous! "
With that said, a group of people were leaving one by one, all with their heads down, their heads down and their faces lonely.
Everyone has a dream of heroes. In this epic moment that overthrew the Holy Mountain, they also wanted to be famous in the history of history, killing the enemy and making merits. However, their own strength is not enough, or feel at ease to be a small person ...
puff!
With a chuckle, Shuang looked at everyone's unwillingness and gradually went away, and then looked at Luo Yunshang: "Sister Yunshang, they just want to build merit, run a future, you don't need to be hard-working, too hurtful self-esteem Now! "
"Huh, the eyes are high and the hands are low, so it's hard to be a big weapon. What else is Beilin's crazy knife, isn't it a lord of the palm-sized land? Run here to speculate, if I don't stop in time, I can't say he really dare not to take someone to die. , I do n’t know how high it is! "
Dismissing his mouth disdainfully, Luo Yunshang looked back at the huge black shadow of Zhuo Fan in the distance, his eyes full of joy: "Which is like Zhuo Fan in my house, he always has a sense of doing things. When he should, he should shrink his head when he shouldn't. How? The elder husband can bend and stretch, and this is how our Luo family came all the way. If it does n’t sound, it ’s amazing. If it does n’t fly, it ’s already, soaring into the sky!

Nodding lightly, Shuanger looked at Zhuofan's huge holy body, but could not help but dignified.
Now Brother Zhuo is getting closer and closer to the pinnacle, that person may be coming soon, alas ...
bump!
On the other hand, with a powerful golden giant tail sweeping, the Six Mountain Masters retreated back together, and Mum Mum retreated five steps back before he could withstand his body.
The huge golden dragon roared in the sky, expressing sarcasm: "Ha ha ha ... six old guys, the holy mountain is over, you are over, and the sanctuary will no longer have a place for you!"
Brows couldn't stop shaking, He Yunshan looked around, it was already full of dragons and spirit beasts, and the disciples of the Holy Mountain had become fewer and fewer.
In particular, Zhuo Fan opened the way ahead, and several of the Luo's emperors were so fierce, but it was unexpected for him. The combination of the dragon race and the spirit beast has never existed before, and they have already burned their heads. The addition of Zhuofan's platoon formation has made them icing on the cake, and their combat power has increased greatly. .
But what he didn't understand was why these two beasts of army were brought together, but they used to die together!
"Old man, withdraw!"
At this moment, Elder Beard looked at him with a dignified face. His eyes squinted, He Yunshan turned to look at the others, and they saw that they were nodding off their heads, lamenting again and again.
"Where there is life, there is hope."
Grabbing his shoulders tightly, the elder bearded man continued: "What if even the Holy Mountain is lost? As long as a few of us are still alive, the Holy Mountain disciples and the flames remain, there is hope of counterattack. Old man, we It ’s already defeated, do n’t resist it anymore, do n’t lose all the old people, and regret it!

His lips were trembling lightly, and He Yunshan's face was unwilling, and he clenched his fists tightly. But soon, with a certain look, he nodded his head and yelled, "All the disciples of the Holy Mountain follow the orders, withdraw!"
As the words fell, the six old men took the lead and flew away. The rest of the disciples heard that the disciples who did not want to fight any longer and died to death, also received the Holy Body one after another and flew away with a brain.
"Wildfires are endless, the spring breeze is blowing again, let me chase!" Zhuo Fan saw, how could it be so easy for them to hide and hide? With a roar, he took the lead across a black awn and followed closely. The rest of the crowd also stormed like a brainstorm, and the shouts of killing did not diminish.
call!
The fierce hurricane called again, and Dragon Emperor's tail flashed, and he came behind the six old men in an instant. The sharp dragon claws were like steel, and they grabbed it without delay, causing a harsh roar.
"Hahaha ... It's not that easy to run!"
"Dragon Emperor, Mo Yaotai is too unsympathetic, really don't give way to life?" The pupils of the eyes couldn't help shrinking, He Yunshan's teeth were bitten, his face was full of hate, and he roared, but there was endless fear in the depths of his eyes.
After all, the Dragon Emperor is the highest emperor dragon of the Dragon Race, and the twelve-level spirit beast is the peak, which is equivalent to the quasi-imperial strength.
In the past, the seven mountain masters of their Seven Sacred Mountains joined forces, and they could still compete with them, relying on the joint force to stabilize their heads. But now, the seven people go to one, but the battle is immediately damaged, not the opponent of this beast.
Now trapped by such a quasi-imperial master, they are also very helpless.
He couldn't help laughing. The Dragon Emperor heard He Yunshan's threatening and not threatening words, but he was even more ironic. At the same time, there was a deep anger in his eyes, like a bite: "Desperate? Laozi has farts with you The relationship is so eloquent, why do you say so? You do n’t forget, how did you bother this seat and slaughter my dragon children with a large number of people, and now you want this seat to take a step back, it is not so easy!
boom!
As soon as the words fell, Dragon Emperor's terrifying flick could not help but add another seven points of force, even the sky dome broke apart, revealing a dark color.
The corners of his mouth couldn't stop, and the six people were full of heavy faces. In the face of this fierce blow, they had no choice but to join hands again to resist. But in this way, no matter whether they can stop it, they will never have a chance to run.
After the chasing soldiers behind encircled and suppressed them, even if they did not die in the hands of the Dragon Emperor, they would be consumed by everyone. It's just ridiculous that this was originally a tactic to deal with the dragons, but now it is going to fall on them again.
I couldn't stop lamenting, but the six old men were desperate, but they were already desperate ...
bump!
However, at this moment, a loud noise rang out, and an invisible Jiangang flew from somewhere, and immediately hit the Dragon Emperor's huge tail, and immediately flew out the giant tail.
Dragon Emperor's huge figure was turned over a dozen times in the air one after another. When he raised his head and looked at his tail, a red blood mark appeared abruptly in front of him.
"How is it possible? There are quasi-imperial masters among humans?"