Vol 8 Chapter 41: I don't care!

"Master, do something!"
The commander had already ordered, and Dulong had no choice but to wake Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang opened his eyes and didn't ask much. Anyway, something went wrong, either by killing wild beasts or killing people. They were caravan guards and they just had to do what the commander wanted.
"call out!"
The two shot out, and the outside was full of people in the air. Almost all the guards were dispatched, but a commander still took dozens of people to stand behind, without any intention of doing anything.
Xiao Lang glanced at him and frowned. It stands to reason that there are so many people on the other side, and there is a god, so he should go all out. In this situation, the leader of the is not ready to do it?
Could it be that this wants to protect whom?
Xiao Lang glanced around him and found that they were all great martial artists, and there was nothing particularly strange. Before he could think about it, another leader had already ordered: "All long-range attacks, and then quickly approach and fight!"
"call out!"
The leader of the gods has already taken the lead. Although the opponent has a lot of people, the price is too high. It is estimated that the gods also look at the opponent's weak strength, and want to kill him and then shock everyone.
The golden sea-like waves rushed away, shrouding a group of people in front of them, Xiao Lang and the others also started, the colorful and overwhelming energy attacks whizzed away, covering half of the sky.
The opponents were shocked. They didn't expect that there were few people on their side, or the caravan dared to start the war in advance? Looking at the overwhelming energy attack, I didn't even think of counterattack for a while, first dispersed and escaped.
"kill!"
The king of the caravan took the lead and turned into a streamer to rush, Xiao Lang and other three or four hundred people followed behind, rushed into the opponent's formation, and immediately divided into countless arrow formations to kill.
"Poison Dragon, let it go! Kill the human space this time is all yours, I still have a great reward!"
The following gods commanded the voice to Dulong and made a generous promise. Dulong did not do anything, but glanced at Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang waved his hand and shouted, "Release the poisonous mist and rush into the enemy's formation!"
Black mist surged over the poisonous dragon, and the surrounding guards scattered for fear of being poisoned to death by him. The poisonous fog quickly covered half of the sky and enveloped a group of bandits.
"kill!"
Xiao Lang's body dragged out shadows in the air, looking like a black wind. This was the fifth-class magical shadowless body technique. Xiao Lang hadn't achieved it yet, so he could see a black wind. If it is done, the afterimages will not remain. This magical skill didn't increase too much speed, it was just a weird body, and a warrior with a weak spiritual sense was easily attacked. Although his grade was a little low, it was still a practical magical skill.
"Kirin Phantom Claw!"
There are more than a dozen warriors shrouded in poisonous mist, and these people didn't care at first, after all, many warriors have this kind of magical powers. They easily locked onto the poisonous dragon's body with their divine consciousness. They wanted to attack, but saw countless claws with electric arcs grabbing them in the air, and the air of destruction carried in the claws suffocated everyone.
"escape!"
This is the reaction of more than a dozen people. Seeing the power of this claw, they dare not fight at all. If they are caught, they can't become muddy?
"Chichi!"
With an unstoppable gesture, the Split God grabbed the palm of a warrior, smashed his palm, and grabbed it into his chest by the way. The other warriors became more afraid and wanted to escape quickly, but they found a problem!
Their speed in this poisonous mist was actually affected. This poisonous mist was not a blinding method, but rather felt like a quagmire. And their shields are corroding quickly. If they don’t work to resist it, they might be poisoned to death before they fly out of the poisonous mist...
but--
Their defensive speed naturally slowed down. Xiao Lang didn't have the slightest influence in the poisonous mist. How could he escape his poisonous claws?
"Chichi!"
The cracking hands turned into sky-filled claw shadows shining in the poisonous mist. Every time one person was caught to death, Xiao Lang didn't panic. After each kill, he took the space ring first. Anyway, the prince of the bandit had already met the guard leader, and couldn't take care of it.
As for... the Great God Realm, he really doesn't like it!
"call out!"
The battle here is easy, but the battle outside is fierce! The other leader of the caravan didn't make a move. Although this side began to have the upper hand, the one who came first was the better one, but the number of opponents was twice that of this side. When the bandits reacted, the fighting soon became intertwined.
"Then the leader of the gods doesn't even make a move?"
Xiao Lang was a little secretly angry, so he still didn't take action in this situation? Watching them desperately?
But at the moment he can't take care of that much. Everyone is an ant on a boat, and everyone can't live if the boat capsized. The dozens of mountain collars are currently in constant fighting, and he has no confidence to walk through with the poisonous dragon...
"Poison Dragon enlarges the range of poisonous fog, be careful yourself!"
Xiao Lang once again killed another person and screamed with the poisonous dragon. The poisonous mist on the poisonous dragon smashed and soon enveloped dozens of warriors.
"call out!"
The dozens of people were suddenly panicked by the poisonous mist, and they started to attack indiscriminately. Xiao Lang had a crystal armor on his body and a strange body, but he was not attacked. The poisonous dragon suffered a few tangible records, but the poisonous dragon's strength was still reasonable. Into a hard fight.
"dead!"
Xiao Lang watched as the poisonous dragon was besieged by several people, and his killing intent became even stronger, and his attack speed also increased. As long as the warrior he was staring at, he would definitely die if he approached.
"call out!"
Looking away, dozens of bandits were chasing and killing more than a dozen guards in the distance. Xiao Lang raised his hand and condensed a palm of a thousand chances. Regardless of it, he killed the seven or eight people who were surrounding the antivirus dragon.
Dulong looks a bit miserable, but his tactics are very good, he uses tactics of grinding. In the poison mist, his speed has no effect. The longer the enemy stays in the poison mist, the faster he will die. He has no scruples, as long as he is not killed.
"boom!"
The fusion magical skills of Thousand-Ki-Boom and Prajna Palm are so powerful that most gods can’t catch the peak. The dozens of people were blown up at once, and more than a dozen were still shaken to death.
Xiao Lang cooperated with Dulong to clean up the remaining seven or eight people and then flew away. Xiao Lang and Dulong spoke. The poison dragon was very unhappy and spoke to the leader of the gods who were still watching the battle below: "My lord, if you don't make a move yet, I don't care!"
The words of the poison dragon are very shocking, and besides the two gods who can see the guards, there are more than 30 great gods with strong peak combat power. Dulong and Xiao Lang have the most lethality together. If the two do not go to war, the caravan's injuries will be more serious.
The commander below hesitated for a moment, and his body shot up. It is strange that the dozens of people around him still did not move. Xiao Lang swept one thing more surely.
Among the dozens of great gods, there must be a distinguished figure. If it weren't for the threat of the poisonous dragon, the guard leader would definitely not take action.
With the addition of the leader of this god, the battle situation was immediately reversed! The gods killed the great gods, it was a piece of slaughter, and there was no possibility of resistance.
Xiao Lang and Dulong also gave up their plans to escape. The two became more and more courageous as they fought. The other caravan warriors saw that the commander had shot, and their fighting spirit was high. The bandits were killed one by one.