Chapter 691: Scary cicada cries, racial supernatural powers!

The six team members withdrew their axes neatly and looked at the remaining cicada tribe with sharp eyes.
Six pairs of eyes radiated bright red light in the dark night, like six demons stepping out of hell.
The remaining cicada races looked at the tragic death of their compatriots, and suddenly retreated in shock.
"kill!"
The members of the squad burst into air, and did not intend to give these people a chance to breathe.
But at this moment, Long Yan continued to frown, "Be careful of that old man."
Because he discovered that the old man of the Cicada human race did not seem to have been hit by this incident, and his expression remained as usual.
"Humph! Fake calm, watch me hit him with an axe!"
Feeling hot, Gong Dabao had already forgotten what Li Shi had told him, and strode directly towards the old man.
The old man's face was cold, but his figure was motionless, as if he was frightened stupid.
"You human beings do have the strength, the old man admits that he has just looked away."
The old man of the Cicada human race hated in his heart, he was too confident in the race shield, but he did not expect that the axes in the hands of these people were quite weird, no, to be precise, they were weird from beginning to end.
"Who are you?!" the old man asked gloomily.
"Ask after you go to hell!" Gong Dabao smiled confidently, spinning his figure, using the strength of the rotation, combined with the blood axe skills in operation, to use another magical power that almost everyone in the camp can use. Kill the Quartet】!
The rotating body, driving the axe in his hand, faintly exudes a death breath, like a deadly meat grinder.
Facing Gong Dabao who had been slayed brazenly, the old man of the Cicada human race shook his apple and suddenly opened his mouth.
"squeak--"
A sharp and violent cicada chirp suddenly sounded at night.
This is the racial supernatural power of their cicada human race, which can instantly make people lose their fighting power!
Like the friction between metal and metal, and like the neighing of a ghost, it was like a magic sound filled the brain, and everyone present was dizzy in shock.
Especially Gong Dabao, who is at the forefront, has steadily withstood this sound wave magical power.
I saw him directly stop the movement in his hands, throw away the axe, tightly cover his ears with both hands, and roll over on the ground in pain.
"Don't shout, please don't shout!"
The others, although not so great, were all weak, kneeling on one knee, and had to cover their ears, and attacked.
The cicada clan old man kept his mouth in his mouth, and the cicada cried more and more intensely, but his eyes cast a wink at the three surviving cicada clan monks.
The three of them understood, raised the cicada wings in their hands, and approached the six with a grinning grin.
The six people at this time looked like a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes.
"Damn, I want to avenge my brothers!"
"Remember to keep alive."
The figures of the three were getting closer and closer, while the six were still stuck in the sonic attack of cicadas.
The situation suddenly became very dangerous.
At this moment, apart from the terrifying cicada's cries, Gong Dabao's ears clearly heard a familiar sound: "Stupid bull, use the weapon I gave you!"
It's Li Shishi's voice!
Gong Dabao bit his tongue forcibly, making his consciousness a little clearer.
Weapons...weapons...
It's the pipe-like thing!
Gong Dabao reacted instantly and released one of his hands covering his ears.
The cicada's sound penetrated without any hindrance, and every minute and every second seemed to hit Gong Dabao's brain nerves.
Showing his ears, blood was gradually overflowing from the eye sockets, nostrils, and mouth!