Chapter 923: Give me one more drink

Because most of these Zhenling Guards, who were doing simple tasks outside alone in special periods, only possessed platinum-ranked spirit creatures, they were regarded as Zhenling Guards' non-staff personnel.
The core members of Zhen Lingwei usually form a team to wander through the dimensional cracks opened in each hole.
It takes a lot of time for a Zhen Lingwei who only possesses a platinum rank spiritual object to run out of the range of the second-level swamp dimension crack to deliver a message.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan's fists were clenched tightly.
At this time, the only entrance to Mopan Town, that is, under the wall where Lin Yuan, Zhang Xiaobai and others fought battles, were standing hundreds of Reiki professionals.
Most of these Aura professionals stand in front of one or two spiritual creatures.
The strengths of the spiritual creatures in front of the Aura professionals vary, the stronger ranks are in the gold rank and silver rank, and the weaker ranks are in the bronze rank and even the ordinary rank.
At this time, these people were full of solemn faces, but they all carried a passion to defend Mopan Town to the death.
It's just that the three people at the forefront of the crowd looked very ugly.
One of these three people is the president of the Mopan Town Guild Alliance Branch who possesses a gold-tiered spirit, and the other is the Zhen Lingwei who has just passed on the news and hurriedly returned to help guard Mopan Town.
In front of this Zhen Lingwei were two mighty male lions, four meters long, with blue beast faces with heavy manes.
The roars from the mouths of the two platinum five-level epic blue-faced lions from time to time boosted the morale of the aura professionals behind them.
But Zhen Lingwei, who had two green-faced lions, rolled down a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead from time to time, and fell on the fertile black soil in the early spring of Mopan Town.
The cold sweat did not splash in the slightest, but was absorbed by the black earth.
As Zhen Lingwei, Zhao Xu knows how terrifying the second-dimensional crack is.
Unlike the first-dimensional crack, the second-dimensional crack only drops a few third-dimensional creatures.
The number of third-dimensional creatures poured down by the second-dimensional crack is enough to reach hundreds, and there will be more than five fourth-dimensional creatures tilted down.
If the descending fourth-level dimensional creature has the existence of marsh crocodile, I am afraid that the blue-faced lion that he has contracted wants to fight against the fourth-level marsh crocodile without a chance of winning.
What's more, there is no such thing as singled out in the dimensional biological tide.
Before the two blue-faced lions in the face of the biological tide had time to charge, they would be twisted into pieces by the death of hundreds of third-level marsh crocodiles.
Unless there is a miracle in this battle, there is no possibility of victory at all.
But why is a miracle called a miracle, and where can it happen so easily?
However, Zhao Xu did not regret his determination to know that he could not do anything, but he just wanted to return here to guard Mopan Town with everyone.
Because Zhao Xu was the mission of Zhen Lingwei, and the little radiant light in his heart did not allow Zhao Xu to take a step back.
The courage of this sense of mission made Zhao Xu's somewhat pale face reveal a touch of bravery and determination.
Zhao Xu looked sideways to the old president of the Mopan Town Branch of the Union League and said.
"Old President, have you sprinkled the blood I just gave you around the entrance of the fortress for survivors built underground by the Guild Alliance in Mopan Town?"
The old president nodded when he heard the words and said.
"Master Zhao Xu, according to your instructions, old man, I have sprinkled the pot of blood extracted from the fifth-level marsh crocodile around the entrance of the fortress of survivors."
Zhao Xu finally showed a trace of relief on his pale face.
The Survivor’s Bastion is an underground structure built in any small town in the Glory Federation.
When faced with such natural disasters, women and children like Mopan Town and ordinary people without the ability to fight will hide in the fortress of survivors.
The fortress of survivors was not built to build a paradise isolated from the world, but to use strong fortifications to sustain a period of natural disasters.
Thus waiting for the assistance of Zhen Lingwei and Deng Longwei.
Faced with a natural disaster of the scale of the second-level swamp dimensional biological tide, the survivor's fortress in Mopan Town could not even stop for five minutes.
Dimensional creatures also have a strong ability to sense the breath of life. If everyone hides in the fortress of survivors, the fortress of survivors will immediately be surrounded by the tide of secondary swamp creatures.
In the case of enemies on all sides, everyone inside will become the delicacy under the mouth of the swamp dimension creature.
Therefore, the most important thing to stop the swamp dimensional biological tide from directly attacking the fortress of survivors is to arrange fortifications under the stone walls of Mopan Town.
Zhao Xu only hoped that his manpower would be able to resist for a while before the second-level swamp creature tide.
Even if the swamp dimensional creatures that killed themselves and others found the survivor's fortress, they would be afraid of the level 5 marsh crocodile blood sprinkled around the survivor's fortress.
The blood of level five marsh crocodile should be able to delay for a while.
Anyway, he had already passed the news to Zhenlingsi, Zhenlingwei and Denglongwei would surely be able to reach Mopan Town within an hour of receiving the news.
It's just how people like myself should delay time, but it has become the problem that Zhao Xu is currently facing.
If the torrent of life ultimately cannot build a protective barrier!
So how can the souls of the Reiki professionals who guard the wives and children of Mopan Town be peaceful?
Zhao Xu only hates that his strength is too weak.
If what you have is not two platinum blue lions, but two diamond blue lions.
So as long as the line of defense is tightened, two diamond-level blue-faced lions can be blocked at the entrance of the town, which can delay at least nearly ten minutes.
At this time, Zhao Xu only heard the voice of a male duck beside him shouting.
"Drink, give me more."
"Otherwise, instead of getting the gray beetle to eat, you don't even have a horse."
Zhao Xu only felt that this voice was full of Zuan's smell everywhere.
However, Zhao Xu also admired the youth beside him from the bottom of his heart.
As a Healer Reiki professional, when the crisis came and he went to pass the message to the town spirit division, this young man and the old guild leader led everyone to set up a battle outside Mopan Town.
Even the survivors’ fortresses were arranged very well.
Zhao Xu saw that the Reiki professional named Liu Lang pointed to the fifth bucket in front of him and said to a big bald bird. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"You tell me, you can drink at least three buckets of water when you are spitting turtledoves."
"Now that it has evolved into a turtle dove, why can't you even drink the fifth bucket of water?"
The Xianhe turtledove quacked aggrievedly, burping out a sip of water with every call.
Looking at the water from the turtle dove hiccup in the Xianhe River, Liu Lang jumped anxiously.
These waters are all life-saving things on the battlefield for a while, how can they burp out after a while?
Liu Lang said quickly.
"If you don't drink, don't drink, stop talking!"
Qianhe Turtledove grievedly patted the bucket with his wings.
The Xianhe turtledove also couldn't speak, otherwise the Xianhe turtledove would just pick up and scream while hitting Liu Lang on the head.