Thunder Martial

After the death of King Bamboo Monster, he left extremely precious refiner materials and picked them up.

Bamboo knots glow brightly, but also have a strong toxic odor.

He wrapped it in energy and put it away.

Those bamboo monsters who were summoned by the Bamboo Monster King did not flee because their king died, they were still rushing forward, but this time there was no law, no longer targeting purple people.

Everyone began to work together. Even the house martial arts were no longer idle. In battle with the magic robe on his body, his strength was raised by several levels. Killing the bamboo monsters was quite easy.

It's just that without all the ashes before, those hungry bamboo monsters, one like crazy, constantly attacking several people.

Purple was the only way to retreat and then hit again and again, even though he could sweep a huge amount of bamboo monsters each time to help everyone sweep out an empty space, but the number of bamboo monsters was too large, almost endless.

Purple looked at the endless bamboo grove, then at the bamboo monsters gathering in the distance, and said: "Keep going, build up your strength. ”

At this moment, there is actually a little regret in Purple Heart. If he knew that the way forward was so difficult, he would treat those who wanted to kill the house martial arts, let's go deep together first.

Now it's good, great danger, but it needs them to resist.

And Zixuan feels the danger, so you can see the situation of others?

By the time we got here, the total number had fallen by half, and as we progressed, the number was decreasing, believing that, in the end, very few people were really able to live.

The handsomest and most accommodating of all, it should be those two Soul Phagocytes.

Where they pass, all bamboo monsters who attempt to attack two people will silently collapse and become the purest force absorbed by the two.

And those who encountered the massacre of Purple and others were also the bamboo monsters who were not afraid of the heavens and the earth. In front of the two of them, it was as if they had encountered Ke Xing and feared the tail of their necks.

Along the way, Purple saw too many bamboo monsters. Although it was just a road, the bamboo monsters killed along the way were also a huge number. I don't know what other teams would do, but Purple believed that none of the people who left should have been able to get here alive.

As the battle moves forward, several people also take turns resting and accumulating strength.

Everyone has complete trust in each other, so the cooperation is also very tacit. The items exchanged before are constantly consumed.

“I don't have any clear-sightedness anymore. ”

In the view of the mountain, countless white mists appeared, subconsciously went to get the prop of her, and found that it had consumed the sky.

“Me neither. ”

Blue lonely dreams shook her head, and at this time, white mist appeared in front of her.

Zijuan took out two drops of clear eyes and passed them to the two of them, then looked aside.

"I don't want it anymore," said Jiu-er. "My soul soldiers can find their own enemies to attack. ”

Wujing went on to say, “My attack is too weak, I don't want it, it's completely wasted here with me. ”

Zizhen gave Shan Kui another drop, the other party wears armor, can break into battle, and can resist attack for everyone at critical moments.

Zijuan also swallowed a drop and walked ahead with a stick shield. Shan Kui was arranged behind him and was responsible for breaking it.

As the item drains, the speed of several people slows down significantly.

But the Bamboo Monsters were not affected, and the attack was more sharp.

They finally saw the end of the bamboo grove when everyone felt exhausted and the props were running out of space.

But it was just a glance, and the effect of clear eyes disappeared.

The fog filled the area with vision, the white fog rolling room, and many bamboo monsters came forward to kill.

Standing in front of him, he took a deep breath, and the long stick in his hand began to tremble, and the lines on it lit up together, and his few spiritual forces were injected into it.

A purple light emerges from it.

Purple stepped forward, swept across with a stick, purple light went forward, surrounding white fog crazily rolled over, submerged purple light forward again.

Without lucidity, no one can see what is going on ahead, but the occasional rumbling of bamboo monsters is an indication that they are being killed.

“Go!”

Purple shouted, clearly speeding up, one head hit the white fog.

Blue Lonely Dream and others followed closely, and this was the final sprint.

A moment later, a purple light shined again, heading towards the end of the bamboo forest.

Immediately afterwards, the third purple light.

Five powerful attacks on a road not far away opened a safe path for all.

As they walked out of the bamboo forest, they immediately had one eye after another, projecting towards this side.

At the end of the attack, the movement caused by Purple Light was too great, and many people's hearts and minds were trembling.

Six people walked out together and their horizons immediately widened, but each was exhausted and consuming.

Zijuan didn't put away the stick, didn't relax, because someone had arrived early here, and the number was estimated to be more than 200.

Thousands of people, able to come here, can only see so many casualties.

Early arrivals, naturally, are early and late. Early arrivals are in full swing, while late arrivals are still recovering.

Zi Xian gave a look to several people. Everyone subconsciously stayed away from others, without Zi Xian's command, and began to recover.

Purple handshakes a long stick and stands there, sort of guarding everyone, after all, the people here may also be enemies.

“Restore first, there should be no one against us in this place.” House martial arts said.

Purple shook his head slightly and he was not comfortable handing over his life to a group of strangers.

“Nice, you made it here alive.” A faint voice, coming from not far away, is Wu Ling, she is coming this way.

“Martial Spirit, it's you. ”

Wu Ling had a smile on his face, but also subconsciously bent his waist, which was his condition in front of Wu Ling.

Next to the Martial Spirit, Martial Road also came this way.

“Big Brother is here too. ”

The waist of the martial arts cultivation, bent a little further, this is like seeing brothers and sisters, completely a servant to see the master.

Fangwu Dao said indifferently: “Aren't you tired after all these years of acting? ”

Fangwu refined slightly and stunned. "Brother, what does this mean? ”

Fang Wudao said: “I'm surprised you're still alive, but watching you act is enough. After all these years, you really think everyone is stupid. ”

The smile on Fangwu's face converged and his bent waist straightened, he sighed: “I can't live without acting in the house, I can only perform all the time. ”

“When my mother was killed by you, I was acting as an ignorant child. I dared not shed a tear in the dark, pretending to do nothing every day. In order to survive, I deliberately do not practice well, progress is slowed as much as possible, but the blood of the gifted is still forcibly dispersed by you. The pain of losing blood, my memory is refreshing, I felt half my life was lost, but I dared not be angry, I dared not be angry, no one to complain, I met you, I was like a dog to see the master, constantly begging for your tails, longing for you to let me live. No matter how hard I hear during this period, I suffer, and I have to smile. ”

“For so many years to live, I am not going to practice, willing to be a disgusting dude, but in the end, you still want to kill me. Not even acting now, is this where you want to tear your face apart? ”