Doomsday Pavilion

Zhao Ziyu looked out of the city with a pack of tears in his eyes, and the equivalent roar gradually became thinner, because the beast tide that had been picked up by Miss Wei on the scene all night couldn't stand it.

Humane destruction with a radius of kilometers at every turn is not immune to a little temptation and sufficient quantity—especially at night, the sound of explosions and the halo of martyrdom that rises into the sky is even more terrifying, combined with bombing and intimidation. It lasted long enough, and the animal wave that had never been mobilized and psychologically built before the war finally collapsed completely.

The front end of the tide of beasts fled in all directions, and the middle part turned upside down. The big tail, which was still far from the bright light, was still charging forward.

In ancient warfare, there was an array called the Inverted Bead Curtain, which was designed to drive the defeated troops ahead and attack the enemy's main formation, spreading fear to the whole army like a plague. Once it takes shape, the defeat will be like an avalanche, and the gods will come. I can only read a eulogy and turn around and run away.

Under the density of the beast tide, it is conceivable what is waiting for those strange beasts that have not realized what is happening in the rear.

It's like two juicy ketchup cakes being squeezed together by invisible big hands, and like the pulp in a juicer, the sandstorm-like smoke cloud brought by the beast tide directly turns bright red!

The evolutionists on the city wall shrank their necks when they saw this sight-it was terrible. The casualties at that moment would be more than hundreds of thousands of strange beasts. This is almost equivalent to the beast wave hitting the Mingguang city wall in a quarter of an hour. The result.

The evolvers exchanged their eyes,

"Mother, this this this..."

"Fuck, after this beast tide, who would dare to take a step back and hesitate in the war, I will hack him to death with a single knife regardless of the laws and regulations!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and fear, no one wanted to die in their own hands like a strange beast, and was simply aggrieved.

No cheers, no screams.

As the tide of beasts receded, the city defenders felt that a certain force that supported their continued fighting was quickly stripped from their bodies, and the whole person was softened.

The high-intensity battles of such a scale of beasts, day and night, had long emptied their energy.

Of course, more people looked out of the city in a daze.

They still can’t believe that the most terrifying beast wave in Mingguang’s history-is that over?Is it so simple and anticlimactic?!

Both the blast furnace and the high-speed rail appeared near the three walls with a big gun, and the two of them exposed their sturdy tendons with their bright heads, giving people the feeling that they would jump up at any time and shout "This The road is mine, I planted this tree" or something.

"Where is Lin Xiaozi? What about people? Why are they missing!"

When a group of logistics soldiers saw the two of them, they were first shocked, and then suspiciously.

"High... High teacher?"

Blast Furnace's face turned black and he involuntarily touched his bald head.

"Which one can it be?"

The logistics soldier suddenly came and bowed ninety degrees.

"High...Good teacher! Next...Next...I didn't recognize it for a while..."

The blast furnace opened his mouth and cursed,

"You dog said... blind you... forget it, Lin Xiaozi, Lin Chou, where are the people?"

"There should be a gap in the three walls!"

When the grandfather and grandson arrived at the place, there was inevitably a burst of laughter.

The face of the blast furnace was green, and he couldn't help cursing something, waved,

"You fucking laugh at your grandma! What about Lin Xiaozi? What are you doing with the iron chain... Mingguang should belong to you. You are strong, shoot this arrow out!"

Lin Chou, who had just jumped from the shovel, was caught by the blast furnace before he could untie the iron chain on his waist. He couldn't help but wonder.

"Don't... let's not talk about what the arrow is doing, I don't even believe in myself!"

The blast furnace is very dangerous and grinning,

"Strength is enough, you have to be precise about what you do, um...you can understand that this is a self-targeting arrow."

Lin Shou stared,

"This is the...White Horse Arrow?!"

"Then don't use me~"

Refers to the outside,

"Look, there is a Hercules going down there."

Blast Furnace looked outside the city and coughed again and again without coming up.

"Fuck...Where am I...This is outside the Zhengxi Gate? How come it's like this...this, this...no wonder this blasting halo keeps ringing like fireworks...I thought You kid did it, what's going on Wei girl?"

Everyone rushed to explain, Wei Tianxing took a breath, took a deep look at Lin Chou, and said nothing.

Then Fanwei was pinched in Wei Qingyu's hands, the whole bow was not good, the blood-colored electric current crackled wildly, in a violent posture.

The lonely way of the blast furnace,

"It was not so spiritual when it was in Lao Tzu's hands..."

Huang Dashan interrupted aside,

"I guess it was when our boss Lin used that hammer stone, he fed a large tank of blood to make it into a fine!"

The blast furnace was shocked,

"Many, how much blood?!"

"A cylinder! At least 600 liters!"

"..."

The blast furnace pondered for a moment-the consequences of using the blood refining stone with one's own rank and physique to draw out six hundred liters of abundant essence and blood.

Emmmm, in addition to cold or cold, can not make up while pumping.

Wei Qingyu complained,

"Are you done... give me the arrow... this bow is weird!"

Wei Qingyu's whole body was almost covered by the current, and the lightning flashed thunder and white smoke burst out, looking particularly scary.

The blast furnace hurriedly handed over the jet-black arrow with only crimson arrows.

This arrow is made of black metal, even the tail feathers, and the texture is quite rough.

Except for the amazing length and thickness, there is nothing outstanding. The appearance is not amazing, it is like a blast furnace picking up some scraps from the ground casually.

It's just that everyone looks at the arrow for a while, and feels an inexplicable chill from the cracks in the bones, like a stab at the back of the soul of some fierce ancient beast.

Blast furnace triumphantly stroked his non-existent beard,

"This white horse hunting arrow is an ancient weapon that has been in my mind for many years. It was originally a one-time consumable, but now... hehe... the farther the arrow is out, the more terrifying the arrow will be. The target will never die. Give up, automatically lock the target, no need to aim-you don't even need to know who the enemy is and in which direction, just provide it with a little'information', hey it...

"Boom~"

The hurricane transited.

Blast Furnace’s eyes widened again,

"Fuck... my arrow..."

"I, I, I... I haven't said precautions yet..."

Wei Qingyu patted the weakness in Lin Shou's arms,

"The bow is good and heavy!"

"..."

Over there, an evolving person looked outside the city with a pergola and shouted,

"Teacher...you...what arrow is coming..."

"The white horse hunts for the arrow, taken from..."

"This arrow, isn't it?"

"???"

When everyone looked out, they couldn't help laughing.

The red-headed and black-tailed arrow fell behind the beast tide's butt, and it was twisted into an S shape and then into a B shape. It was so agile and outrageous. The probe flew slowly-it was the literal probe.

Well, it's like a pedestrian waiting for a green light to cross the road.

Of course it's wrong!

Wei Qingyu moved his pinky finger to pop out all sacred and sonic booms. You can't even escape the animal wave like the dog of the mourning family with this arrow?

The blast furnace is speechless, half a day

"Don't pay attention to these details, the white horse hunts for arrows-the power will definitely surprise you!"

The old man threw out these words, turned around and left.

Someone shouted,

"Master, the beast tide has already retreated, then this arrow—"

"Isn't there another bastard who smashed meteorites into the bright light?!"

Everyone glanced at the Uncle Warlock subconsciously, with a strange expression.

"Oh~"