Chapter 612: Aberration

On the island, Yan Xuankong's face was blue and black, and he paced back and forth.
"Is it all dead, or is it all gone."
"Impossible, such a short moment."
"Jin Bai's child only made a fiancee last month, and I went to Tamad."
Yan Xuankong scolded fiercely. When the time of the werewolf's ruling arrived, four people spit out, and the other four disappeared. This not only surprised Ruan Fei who was staring at the disk, but Yan Xuankong was no exception.
On the pale yellow disc, eight light spots are always on, four light spots have been moving in small steps, and the other four are gathered in a mass, which has not moved for a long time, until the end of the time of the remains, the light spots It suddenly became dark.
"God thief, go to your mad."
Looking at the increasingly dim ruins of the grinding disc, Yan Xuankong roared to the sky, cicada wings continued to chop out, splashing a wave of subtle waves, and the pale yellow grinding disc issued a burst of gold stone mingled sound.
"Boss, don't cut it, the knife will be crushed, people can't be reborn."
"what did you say?"
Yan Xuankong stared at his red eyes, staring at Ruan Fei with a stern look, angry.
"I mean Jin Bai and they may have some special circumstances, in case they can come out next year, or they may have gone to the ruins of the Ying people."
Rao was adapted to Yan Xuankong's imposing pressure. At this time, Ruan Fei was also shocked and took two steps back. He gasped and pointed to another direction.
"There is always hope."
"I'll go and see the ruins of the Chinese."
Yan Xuankong raised his sword and wanted to do it, and was pulled by Ruan Fei again.
"The time for the ruins of the Ying people has not yet arrived. If we go, it will cause the other party to panic. In case they brought over the grandmaster of Liu Shengzongyuan, we have to invite the old man again."
"Then wait for two days and wait for the time to come. We will pass by and will not give them the opportunity to invite people."
Yan Xuankong calmed down a little bit, forcibly suppressed his emotions, fighting, and ruins, all the places the Yan family likes, this is true for generations.
Yan Jinbai began to learn the waves. Unexpectedly, the first wave was gone. Yan Xuan was so painful, not only Yan Jinbai, but also the two training kings of Hushan. Seed by seed, the future relationship is likely to be as close as that of Ruan Fei and others with Yan Xuankong.
Looking at the cicada winged knife, after forcibly chopping with the relic grinding disc, a trace of fragmentation began to appear, and Yan Xuankong's heart hurt even more.
"What kind of stuff is this shit."
While Yan Xuankong was cursing, the four people in the ruins looked at the demon flower with a painful face. With the new mark of the ruins, everyone no longer panicked at this time, and Mr. Gu Chuan, the leader of the party, was doing well and smoothly. Reaping, there are not many people, there are many people.
Today, everyone has a headache because of the demon flowers. It seems that because they are not attacking enough, the demon flowers are lazy to take care of them, constantly eating the corpses, and occasionally getting bored, they take the root thighs and flick everyone.
"My iron sticks are broken."
After struggling, the three iron rods that entered the ruins are all ancient, Xu Zhi is helpless, no wonder that the senior cultivators of Yingguo have tossed for such a long time, this demon flower is indeed very against the sky.
Yan Jinbai was whip. He took a long sword and cut off several roots of the demon flower. The unpleasant demon flower rewarded him with a beard thigh. When he hurt, he grinned for a while.
"Why don't we use a hot weapon to deal with it? The torch can shoot twice."
The method proposed by Gu Yuxi is the last resort for everyone to restrain the plants by fire. Everyone's hot weapons have been used sparingly. After learning that the ruins of the lizard have entered a dozen senior cultivators, the firearms are kept.
"Five of the ten high-level cultivators died, and we should not touch them so badly."
"Then try, we still have submachine guns, you can shoot several bullets."
The flaming serpent spewed out, and the demon flower that was suddenly attacked made a sharp cry, and the roots stuck in the soil shrank suddenly, and took a small step to run.
"It can still run"
The speed of three meters per second is about the same as a normal person walking, but the other party is a plant, which is amazing.
"With"
Yan Jinbai, who refused to accept the defeat, caught up with a sword. It was expected that the hardness like a golden stone did not come. His long sword was crossed. The body of the demon's gourd was scratched with a nearly half-deep scar. The green juice instantly Then it sprayed out.
"It's weakness is in the torso. Hurry and hack it."
Yan Jinbai yelled, and then he slammed a sword again, and the demon flower made a painful howl. The green mucus on the head of the flower bone was full, and all the smashed Ying Guo practitioners were swallowed into the belly.
"Its weakness is that it can't leave the ground, and its defense will be ridiculously high after it takes root."
Xu Zhi shouted, chopping with Nobiko's long sword. Nobiko's weapons belonged to the remains of the sword, and the quality was far inferior to that of the Guyue sword, but it was extremely durable in the ruins.
Nobi's family background is good, Nobita is also high, and his equipment is better than everyone's.
"You might as well say that its weakness is fear of such high-temperature flames."
Gu Yuxi was vomiting for a while and decided to bring a spit gun next time he entered the ruins. This kind of thermal weapon is a at a distance, but it is too useful at close range~EbookFREE.me~It is more harmful than a submachine gun Strong is too much.
"Come on, come on, I will sing praises to you"【Yingguo Language】
"Mom, did you remember that you gave me the straw hat, I lost the straw hat a long time ago, and it fell into the foggy canyon waggingly, yeah mom, I want to know what happened to that old straw hat... …"【Ying National Ballad】
Bone Chuanfu put his hands on his back and hummed the Ying folk song not far away.
"Noisy, shut up."
Gu Yuxi roared, and Mr. Gu Chuan immediately stopped his mouth, fell down, and buried his head in the soil. In the few minutes alone with Gu Yuxi, he almost experienced the most painful mental torture in his life.
"In the end, kill or not."
"kill."
"do not kill."
"Ying people should die."
"Yes, die, die, die."
...
Every time Gu Yuxi said something, the torch fell on the head of Gu Chuan, and the trigger was pulled back and forth. Gu Chuan once thought that he would become a roast pig, especially some kind of hatred flashing in Gu Yuxi's eyes. The flame made Mr. Guchuan inexplicable. He hadn't done anything bad. Why did the sisters hold such hatred.
Every sound is endless torture to him, just like Russian roulette, horror, fear, powerless resistance, all kinds of emotions are constantly on the mind.
"That kid is so obedient?"
"Oh, the torch cut off the energy block and kept triggering to scare him a few times."
Gu Yuxi hummed, claiming to be the best new female award, she still has a certain performance skills, this kind of captive, you have to be scared before she will obey.
The demon flower, who was about to take root again, ushered in a second wave of flame shock, twisting the thighs with half of the roots remaining. This time, it achieved a running speed of 1.5 meters per second.