Chapter 647: Last Singing Song

A man is guilty and guilty!
Most of the previous monks of the gods chose to watch the war, not because they did not care about the core of the explosion, but because they did not know what was in it and could use it for themselves, so they did not rush.
But now it's different. The power shown by White Tiger has shocked many people, but it has also caused everyone's greed!
In their opinion, since White Tiger can be so big in a short time, once they get the treasures at the core of the explosion, wouldn't it be even more powerful! They are all monks during the deification period, and even a slight improvement is a very big bonus for them, because at this step, it is too difficult to go up and go further.
Faced with the approaching more than thirty deified monks, the step trainer felt unprecedented pressure.
Although the curse of the sky has given her a powerful fighting power, this fighting power is not without cost. With her absolute sense of power, she can clearly feel that her body is being eroded by this power, cold and crazy killing The intention is to spread in the heart, which is the dual erosion of the body and the soul.
The consequence of complete erosion of the body is death, and the consequence of complete erosion of the soul is the death of a walking dead, no matter which one is at the cost of life!
"Brother Linchuan, no matter what, I won't let anyone enter your place of retreat!" Bu Lian Shi said softly in his heart.
The next moment, she abandoned all the distractions and focused on the current situation!
"Leave the contents inside, you can't take them away!" Said a middle-aged monk indifferently to the step trainer.
At this time, the rest of the incarnation monks very tacitly surrounded the entire explosion core, sealing all retreats.
"There isn't anything you want in it!" Bu Lianshi replied coldly. "Senior Jinyang has already seen it before. If you don't believe it, you can ask him!"
Step Trainer knows her purpose well, that is to delay time. Since the conversation can hold these people down, she doesn't mind chatting with them.
"I asked, Jin Yang wasn't sure what the contents were useful for. You better let us see for yourself!" Said the monk Fat.
"I just want to say that my ascension has nothing to do with the core of the explosion. If ..." the trainer was interrupted by an old man without saying a few words.
"Don't listen to her. She is delaying time. If the contents are a consumable, every minute we waste here is equivalent to consuming that treasure!"
As soon as this word came out, everyone's complexion became dignified.
"Let's do it together, don't give them any more chances!" Said the monk Youhua, and rushed straight up.
At this time, as long as someone took the lead, the outbreak of the fighting was only in an instant.
The old man pointed out, and a horrible golden sword air broke out.
Pu Lianshi's pupils suddenly shrank, his right hand was pushed sideways, and a light blue water wave waved out, blocking the path that the golden sword Qi must pass, at the same time, his body quickly retreated, and began to cast tricks.
Also at the same time, all the monks in the gods shot, and the horrible spiritual fluctuations gathered together, all smashing towards the step trainer.
They knew that it was impossible to beat the martial arts solo alone, so they could only use this crowd strategy.
Although this approach really hurts the face of the deity monks, but at this time in the interest, where do they care about what face! Getting treasure is king.
The fight turned into a mass fight at this moment, but to everyone's surprise, the martial arts instructor did not defeat, or no one could defeat her in an instant.
Facing the besieging of more than 30 deified monks, she roamed the entire battlefield without missing any loopholes. Her strong perception gave her complete control of the entire battlefield. Whenever someone felt that they had caught the loopholes, When she defeats, she can always appear in the most appropriate position at the most appropriate time, using the most accurate spiritual power to resolve the crisis.
This magical ability makes all the monks of the deification period feel that their power cannot be perfectly displayed, but the white tiger's attack is very fierce, making them dare not connect hard every time, and can only back down. As a result, they could not find a chance to approach the core of the explosion.
"Damn! How did she do it! Is this also the power that the treasure gave her?" The monk with apocalyptic cursed.
From the beginning of the fight to the present, they have been forced back by the White Tiger more than once, and all their means of attack have been resolved, like a spring. No matter how much pressure they put on the White Tiger, they will all be bounced back.
Thirty or so siege-suppressed siege girls in the Jindan period, half an hour later, there was no progress at all. If you say that, no one will believe it, but this scene happened like this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ And in front of all those who present such a red fruit.
Everyone's face is very ugly. They have put down their high figure and shot at a junior, but even so, they ca n’t take this junior completely. This is a heavy blow to everyone, and they are participating in the war. All Divine Period slaps a slap in his face, crackling.
Practitioner's breathing was already very rapid at the moment. She was wearing a mask, and no one could see her expression, but the extremely pale face was already showing her exhausted state.
The erosion of the curse of the sky made her very miserable. The trainer now only wants to quickly end the curse of the curse, but she does not dare to do so. Once the curse of the curse is lifted, she is expected to pass out and lose all action. Capability, then, this battle that has lasted so long has lost all its meaning.
All the work is done!
This is what the step trainer never wants to see.
"Let's work harder, she won't last long!" Said a monk with an ugly face.
The siege turned out to be a war of attrition, which is indeed a very humiliating thing! But there was no way. [Xiao] The White Tiger was so powerful that it made them totally helpless.
"Brother Lin Chuan ... the last card ... I can only do it here ..." Practicing Master stepped back slightly, his eyes were full of fatigue, but it contained the toughest decision.
The next moment, the instructor tied his hands and printed the last card in accordance with the method taught by Lin Chuan.
"The Yin Seal!"
"solution!"
After a while, the eyebrows under the mask of the martial artist, the purple rhombus marks shined brightly, and the black lines spread out from the marks, intertwined with the black lines printed by the curse of the sky, and became the final chant of the martial arts!