Chapter 317: Valley battle!

As the sunset rose, the wilderness gradually fell into the dead silence. Bayi Chinese W=W≠W=. ≤8=1≤Z≥W=. ≤COM
Compared to the scenes of monsters in other areas, the area controlled by the Holy Dragon City is too quiet.
Only a strange monster screaming can make people confirm that it is not dead!
In a humble valley somewhere, a black robe monk stood in the shadows and watched with vigilance.
With a four-level repair of the black robe, it is possible to distinguish any dangerous signals in this quiet area.
It’s just that for the things that are out of the way, the black robe is somewhat unscrupulous.
According to his identity, I don’t even bother to do this kind of thing. It’s too much price.
However, this action is of great importance. Among the operatives, his repairs are not too high, and being assigned to the whistle is also a matter of reason.
Although the black robe monk was somewhat reluctant, he could only run out of it, and a person blew the cold wind in the corner.
According to normal circumstances, this secluded valley is not noticed at all.
In fact, in the past few days, except for occasional low-level monsters passing by, almost no ghost shadow appeared.
Under this circumstance, the black robe monk unconsciously relaxed his vigilance.
At this time, the night winds caressed, the grass continued to rub, and the sound of "shasha" came out.
The black robe monk has long been accustomed to this kind of voice, and he does not care at all.
Only in a corner he did not notice, there was a faint shadow suddenly appearing, and silently leaned over.
The shadow's stealth skill is extremely high. Every time you move forward, you will use the wind to cover up the abnormal sound of the action, which makes the black robe monk unable to detect the strange.
The shadow is like a ghost walking in the darkness, making full use of some things in the night, completely obscuring its existence.
Unconsciously, the shadow is already close to the black robe monk.
A black and sharp tip appeared in his hand, and it was a magic weapon!
Another night wind blows, the shadow is in the moment of the sound of the wind, like a lightning shot!
The attacking position of the magic soldier is the heart of the black robe monk.
"puff!"
The sharp magical soldier went straight into the heart of the black robe monk. At the moment of his painfulness, the shadow reached out and grabbed his mouth.
The magic soldier also drawn an arc in the night, once again passed the neck of the black robe and brought a trace of blood fog.
The black robe monk burst into the drums, and the "giggle" sound in the throat was unable to make a sound because the trachea was cut.
After struggling for a few times, the black robe monk fell to the ground and died silently.
After the shadow had done all of this, the signal was sent to the throat, and then the line of sight was turned to a hidden hole in the valley.
The clouds that blocked the moon were flashing, and a month of light was shining on the shadow.
His face is quiet and dull, and both of them are white, which is the head coach of the Holy Dragon City, Mr. Morun!
This time, the monk team carried out the task, in order to ensure that nothing was lost, specially invited Mo Run shot.
In addition to his rich teaching experience, Murrun is actually an excellent assassin, but he has always hidden this skill.
The last time the Holy Dragon City recruited people to peep into the night, when the monks were helpless, Mr. Morun took the initiative to stand up.
When he shot, he shocked everyone. No one expected that Mr. Morun, who is upright, is still such a horrible night walker!
It is for this reason that Morun and Qianlong specially trained a group of monks to take charge of the inner city defense of Shenglongcheng.
The last time Xiaoying sneaked into the main city of St. Dragon City, those who quietly surrounded her were the monks who had been trained by Morun!
At the same time as the ink was running out of the signal, dozens of black clothes jumped from the grass and moved toward the valley.
Not long after, the Holy Dragon City monk wearing the black armor entered the valley and quietly approached the hole.
The instructions were conveyed, and the monks immediately dispersed, and the weapons in their hands completely blocked the hole.
Several monks took out one thing from their pockets and carefully placed them near the hole.
This is the wide-knife mine that Tang Zhen got, and it is extremely lethal. This time, it was brought over by Qianlong.
"action!"
With the order of a thousand dragons, more than a dozen special gas bombs were thrown into the hole, and immediately attracted a burst of exclamation in the cave.
The reason why Qianlong did not use explosives to smash the hole. First, the small-scale collapse could not stop these monks. The ambushing Saint-Dragon City monks could be injured by the rubble that was thrown out.
Second, I am afraid that these monks will not hide in the cave. Once the storm is over, it will inevitably cause unnecessary casualties!
This kind of suffocating gas bomb after the transformation of the Holy Dragon City monks can completely force the monks inside, even those who do not want to venture out, will suffocate and die because of inhaling poisonous smoke.
At the same time that the gas bomb was put into operation, several glare were projected at the hole, and the light was shining as white.
Looking out from the hole, you can only see the glare of the glare, and other scenes can not be seen clearly.
A slap in the mouth, a few black shadows shot out, trying to escape from here.
The gunshots of the blasting beans immediately sounded, and the bodies of these monks immediately burst into the blood and fell softly on the ground.
As several monks fell to the ground, more and more monks rushed out of the hole, waving their swords and madness.
The two machine guns continued to sweep, and the monks were suppressed in the hole. Just after a few steps, they were piled up on the ground.
"Hey!"
Countless gravel shot from the hole, carrying a great end to the surrounding.
If ordinary people are hit by this gravel, they will definitely be shot directly through the body.
The fierce blow of a senior monk must not be ignored!
The two holy dragons who operated the machine gun were unfortunately hit by the chest, and the blood of the mouth spit on the ground.
If you are not wearing a lord-level monster, the blow is likely to kill both of them.
When the sound of the machine gun came to an abrupt end, nearly 20 black shadows burst out from the cave and rushed in all directions.
Just then, the broad-sword mines blew, and the violent air was wrapped in countless steel balls, colliding with the bodies of these monks.
A scream of screams sounded at the same time, and seven or eight monks were taken away by this dense steel ball!
The remaining monks were attacked by bullets and hidden weapons at the same time. Each of them was seriously injured, but they were still dying.
The Holy Dragon City monk, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately went up, and the blade flew away, cutting down a famous enemy to the ground.
In this wave of enemies, most of the commandments, only four or five people are still recalcitrant, another wave of enemies rushed out of the hole.
Compared with the previous waves of enemies, these black robes that were finally rushed out were obviously much more powerful. They only paid the price of five casualties and rushed out of the blockade of the hole.
However, the intensive bullets of the Holy Dragon City monks still caused them to suffer different weights, and the black robe was instantly soaked with blood.
After rushing out, these injured black robe monks did not fight, and immediately fled by the cover of the night.
Qianlong shot and knocked down a black robe monk, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and contacted the armed helicopter 10 kilometers away.
When I intercepted these black robe monks, a five-level monk smashed the Qianlong and almost killed his life.
Looking at the black robe monk who disappeared into the night, Qianlong steel teeth bite, and a hint of coldness in his mouth.
"I want to slip away from Lao Tzu, dreaming!" (To be continued.)