Chapter 1521: proceed if you can

The crazy killing begins!
"The Law of the Heavy Machine Gun Corps! Fire suppression!"
"Yellow Turban Peace Warlock Legion! Lower the opponent's cultivator status, sacrifice and summon more undead units!"
"Goth's Law Sharpshooter Legion! Kill the opponent's seven-star or higher imperial realm cultivator!"
"All the remaining legions, attack in a roundabout way!"
"Galen, Jax, Kyle lead the charge!"
"Caitlin, kill the opposing quasi-sage strong!"
"Vega, Daji, magic support!"
"The three-headed dog in roars the sky, the little golden dragon Ao Guang, the dark night unicorn, and Kunpeng Beiming!"
"Follow me!"
"Invincible!"
Fang Fan gave an order, and the momentum of the battle rose instantly! Waves of battle have followed! Gives a shocking effect!
"Haha! Really gained a little momentum..."
"It's just that there are just a few people who want to survive under the oppression of my army? Overwhelming!"
"Crush it directly! Kill the enemy!"
The son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, Haoyu sneered, standing in the position of the front commander first, pretending to start to command the battle.
In the past, this kind of thing was executed by Beilin instead.
At the time, he felt that he had saved a lot of trouble.
But now it seems that this is the most stupid behavior! Isn't this letting yourself lose the opportunity? Left behind? So, of course not!
At this moment, he will gradually withdraw his military power!
Otherwise, if the delay continues, his private army may only know him Beilin, but not the son of the pavilion master!
The guardian of the Haotian Pavilion, Bei Lin silently glanced at Hao Mei who was yelling in excitement, his mouth could not help but reveal a sarcasm.
Do you really think that you can take my power by just screaming?
It's ridiculous!
If you are willing to be a puppet, I can continue to treat you with respect!
If you can't do it...hehe... just wait to be controlled forcibly!
Bei Lin's eyes flashed a touch of hostility, and he couldn't help but have several methods of reverse control in his mind.
The corner of Beilin's mouth rose slightly, and then he looked at the battlefield...
"No... it's impossible!"
Bei Lin, the guardian of the Haotian Pavilion, looked stiff, and then his eyes showed incredible expression.
Everything in front of him made him feel strange, surprised, and unbelievable!
"What kind of weapon is this! It can actually shoot one after another..."
"Moreover, there are surging laws of power mixed in this projectile!"
"The power is no less powerful than an ordinary ten-star emperor with a random blow..."
"The attack speed of the ten-star emperor on one side is always limited, but the presence of these weird weapons in hand makes the attack speed too fast!"
"Moreover, it has formed a strong firepower contrast and suppression, and the cultivator of one's own side can't get close to the other party..."
Bei Lin's face suddenly sank, and now he began to think about countermeasures...
"How could this be?"
"We have 200,000 elite! How come we were crushed and beaten by hundreds of people?"
"what happened?"
"Who can tell me?"
"Waste! It's all a bunch of waste!"
"Beilin! Beilin, go up fast! Don't you brag about how good you are?"
"Go! Go! What's the ink?"
"Can you still wait for me to play in person?"
"What is the use if I raise your trash!"
"At the critical moment, none of them can come in handy..."
Snapped……
Beilin, who was thinking about it all, was suddenly slapped and attacked...