Vol 19 Chapter 10: Enter the battle (below)

Guo Twelve was overjoyed that he hadn't reacted yet. These crushed bones were screened and ground, and after purification, they could get the top grade bone meal, which is a good material for making bone runes, and the top grade bone meal is extremely versatile.
Watching Guo Twelve and others digging bones vigorously, Bao Chengyong made a sneering laugh. Yan Ruodai smiled and scolded: "You bad guy, again got a bad idea."
Bao Chengyong said: "This is not a bad idea, I just find it fun, alas, how much I miss ... When I was young, everything is fresh, I want to collect no matter what, I feel old when I see them. Now! "
The broken bones here are different from the broken bone gorge. Most of the broken bones of the broken bone gorge are left by mutants and professionals, and there are only a few mutant beasts. Most of the broken bones here are ancient mutants. Beasts and even alienated rune beasts have completely different qualities. Bao Chengyong may have thoughts about reading jokes, but he is right, and the value of broken bones here is high.
Guo Twelve did not have time to purify and select, so he was very direct, holding the Tibetan character bag and put it in it regardless of whether it was good or bad. Afterwards, he had time to deal with it slowly.
After dozens of minutes, Guo Shiji collected the broken bones of two Tibetan character bags, but unfortunately there was not enough time. Juehu Miluo was already shouting: "Twelve, come back, we are going to start."
The four immediately flew to the altar of Juehu Miluo. Guo Twelve sighed: "It's a pity that time is not enough, it's a pity ..."
Juehu Miluo said: "No shame, there should be more advanced ..."
Guo Twelve froze, and immediately reacted. Here is only the periphery, and the weak will die here first. The superb will definitely go deeper. This is not the reason. He smiled and said, "You can collect a little and count a little. If you get there, you don't want to rest, where do we go to collect?"
Juehu Miluo seemed a little surprised to hear it, and laughed: "Yes, the mentality is good, sit well, we are going to break."
Zhou Xiaoling naturally sat next to Guo Twelve, holding his arms tightly. Guo Twelve smiled: "Ding Ding, don't pinch me anymore." Zhou Xiaoling was so embarrassed that he thumped him hard, and whispered: "I'll pinch! Just pinch!" Only by the side can we settle down.
The altar was quickly lifted into the sky, and the six altars were again connected in series, rushing into the chaos. The altar bumped violently again, and this time neither Guo Twelve nor Zhou Xiaoling had a little resistance.
Guo Twelve settled down to observe carefully.
A stream of black air staggered across. Now he understands that without the protection of the altar, these air currents can strangle himself to pieces.
Is surrounded by a daze, except for the black airflow, it is impossible to see any view, only the light from the six altars.
Can see that the altar is very fast, and it is not flying straight. From time to time, Guo Twelve can see huge pillars, all of which are naturally formed giant stone pillars. The surface is uneven, with runes constantly flashing, and the altar can always be carefully avoided. Guo Twelve wanted to ask a few times, but after seeing Juhu Miluo's serious face, he knew that this time he could not be disturbed.
Heard Ling Zhenren shouting: "Enter the formation and strengthen the defense!"
Guo XII felt his eyes light up, and then he took a breath. I saw the blades formed by countless imaginary characters flashing, forming a stream of blades composed of blades. The flashing light shone all around. When the six altars broke in, countless blades cut over it.
Ling Zhenren shouted loudly, a big yellowish hand appeared, and then turned into golden yellow, grabbing the sword flow fiercely.
Choking! Ding! Ding! Ding……
Sparkling, the blade formed by the virtual character turned out to be the same as the real metal blade, hitting the palm with a crisp metal collision sound. Ling Zhenren shouted, "Feng Xilong, change you!" The six altars dipped around, and Feng Xilong's altar was at the front.
A small whirlwind appeared in the palm of Feng Xilong. When he flicked his finger, the thin tornado flew out. It just swelled out of the area of ​​the altar. The sharp roar sounded and directly hit the knife flow. in.
Feng Xilong's whirlwind didn't know how it was formed, but its power was so great that Guo Xun was stunned. This thing is too powerful, the knife flow is messed up, the jingling sounds are ringing, the blades are flying around, hitting the protection of the altar, splashing countless sparks.
Guo Twelve suddenly understood that if the knife flow attacked the altar continuously, it was estimated that no matter who the altar was, it would be unbearable. Only by disturbing the trajectory of the knife flow could the threat of the knife flow be reduced.
Feng Xilong suddenly shouted: "Yan Ruo Dai! It's your turn!"
The six altars turned quickly, and Yan Ruodai's altar moved to the front.
Yan Ruodai stood up, the thunder stick in her hand pointed forward, and the thick lightning at the mouth of the bowl sprayed out.
Click! Rumble ...
This time it was more direct, and the blades formed by the imaginary characters were instantly transformed into nothingness under the impact of lightning. Ling Zhenren couldn't help but praised, "Okay!"
One after another, the thunder and lightning struck, and the blast of the knife flow could not form an effective attack.
Soon it was Bao Chengyong's turn. The treasure used by this guy was a huge black sword. Once the sword was split, a gap was cut. The six altars rushed forward, and so far, several people have been able to cope with it.
Lingzheng shouted loudly: "I'm going out soon! Bao Chengyong, be careful!"
Countless blades of flow suddenly closed together, the sound was loud, and there was a tremendous bang, and a huge, brilliant sword was brought together. In an instant, all around was blank, and no blade formed by a virtual sign could be seen. The sword looked a thousand kilometers long, suspended in the sky, and scared Bao Cheng groaned out loudly: "Help me!"
Bao Chengyong slammed his chest violently, sipping freshly. It sprayed out and turned into a blood flow into the black giant sword. The black giant sword also expanded rapidly, reaching more than 800 meters long, which has reached his limit. The six altars were stopped by the golden sword. Bao Chengyong reached out to designate the black giant sword, his face became very solemn.
Guo Twelve knew that this level was about to defeat this golden sword. He was also very scared. The golden sword above his head seemed to be true in any way. This was an unthinkable thing in the previous life. When I saw it, I couldn't make it at all.
Zhou Xiaoling held Guo Twelve's arm tightly, and she was also scared. The knife was full of breath of killing, and it was overwhelming. The power of deterrence was very powerful. Even if they sat on the altar and felt the protection of Hu Miluo, they felt very uncomfortable.
Due to the constraints of the small rune, no one can replace Bao Chengyong. At this time, the six altars cannot move, so Bao Chengyong must face this horrible giant sword. The only people who can help him from the side are Ling Zhenren and Yan Ruodai. The two prepare at the same time, trying to help Bao Chengyong resist.
The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the giant golden sword falls slowly.
Guo Twelve sat on the altar. You know that Juehu Miluo's position is right in the middle. If Bao Chengyong can't resist, they are the second altar to suffer.
The golden sword seems to fall slowly, but the kind of Taishan pressure makes everyone feel breathless. The hearts of Guo XII and others jumped wildly, and their faces became erratic.
Bao Chengyong designated the giant sword, gritted his teeth, and greeted him slowly. Both sides seem to be accumulating power, so the swords move very slowly, but both blades make crackling noises, seeming to break the air.
Suddenly, a thousand-meter-long knife fell down, and the speed suddenly became faster, and the roaring sound deterred people. Bao Chengyong shouted, "Feng Xilong ... Lao Tzu was miserable by you! Open it for me ..." The black giant sword greeted him without hesitation, and also made a terrible breaking sound.
Boom!
Fancy hard hit, crazy blow!
Bao Chengyong spit out blood, slowly sat down, his altar shivered violently. Fortunately, Juhu Miluo desperately blessed him with virtual symbols at the back to help him control the altar.
Guo Twelve only felt that a thunderbolt exploded overhead, causing him to fall backwards, and all four of them had bleeding from their ears, noses, and mouths. All of them were injured by this shock wave.
In the moment of the collision, Ling Zhenren and Yan Ruodai shot at the same time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yan Ruodai waved a thunder stick and hit a thunder ball, which turned into a huge power grid as soon as it rose, covering the giant One side of the big knife, and Ling Zhenren directly patted a giant palm on the other side. Both of them tried their best to break up the giant sword.
Guo Twelve fell over on the altar. After all, Zhou Xiaoling is a fu martial art, and her physical fitness is stronger than Guo XII. She returned to protect Guo XII.
The eagle devil bleeds at the corner of his mouth, horrifyingly said: "Damn ..."
Luo Zhan was caught in a semi-coma.
Was followed by two loud noises, and the thousand-meter-long golden sword blasted away, turning into countless virtual signs scattered. Ling Zhenren shouted: "Rush over! Feng Xilong is in front!" The six altars turned slightly, Feng Xilong came to the front, he shouted: "I will open the way!"
Bao Chengyong sat at the top of the altar, and another spit of blood spewed out. He retrieved the black giant sword with difficulty, scolding: "Fuck ... this time I lost money ..."
Ling Zhenren returned the sentence in his busy schedule: "No loss!"
Bao Chengyong said angrily: "Loss!"
Feng Xilong shouted, "Rush out!"
Guo Twelve turned over and sat up dejectedly, and smiled awkwardly: "I seem to be fainting ..."
Evil Devil finally came back, laughed, and blood ran down the corner of his mouth. Guo Twelve said: "Uncle, what's laughing ... what's so funny ... Eat Fu Dan!"
Zhan Luo patted his head hard and asked, "Where is this?"
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