Chapter three hundred and twentieth eight people returning home
The spirit of the Mandosha snake coiled on the bow body, and the wind-attributed spiritual power circled and flew around the arrow. Boman narrowed his eyes slightly, locking Uru firmly.
A bow is not a famous bow, and an arrow is not a famous arrow, but Berman is extremely confident in his arrow!
When other archers were studying mother-child arrows, pearl arrows, and meteor arrows, he only focused on this arrow, and only this arrow!
A single arrow will be achieved!
This was an arrow that took him a lifetime of effort to practice, not to mention that the other party was immersed in the joy of conspiring all the sand thieves with an unknown magic!
If you have the will to make a fool of yourself, you will definitely hit this arrow!
The carriage where Ulu was shakingly ran over the bodies of several sand thieves. The four wheels fell on the flat ground for a short period of time. At that moment, the tight bowstring made a crisp "bang" sound, the string sound was not over, and the arrow had passed away!
This arrow was almost at its peak, and with the blessing of wind-attributed spiritual power, it almost surpassed the speed of sound at this moment!
The moment the arrow was shot, Berman knew that he had succeeded. This was the strongest arrow he had shot in his life. All his strength was condensed on the arrow, which was truly perfect arrow!
"boom"
The roof of the car exploded instantly, and countless yellow sand was raised. The white rice grains burst out from the sky. The coachman who had almost escaped the disaster rolled and crawled out. Five camel horses made a shrill neighing sound, and Berman on the high ground then burst into laughter.
"What a pity, what a pity!"
This arrow could trigger such a big explosion as Berman was unexpected. Not to mention the locked boy, even the girl next to him must have been crushed to pieces, right?!
"Hey. What's your pity?"
"It's a pity that a little girl with a pink and jade was killed! This is a huge loss!"
Boman laughed. If he caught the little girl and sold it, he would definitely be able to sell a large bag of gold coins, right? There are not many such white and tender girls born in the desert!
Suddenly he was shocked. Who was asking him just now?
Slowly turning his head, Berman's laughter gradually subsided, and turned into a rapid scream. Fǎngfo met an evil ghost in broad daylight, and retreated suddenly!
The retreat was mixed on the arm of an archer, and he staggered. He actually fell backward like an ordinary civilian without force, and then rolled down the high ground!
"Want to escape?"
Ulu laughed and waved his hand to summon the Book of Demons. As the black light flashed, a one-horned lion with two wings suddenly rushed out, and saw its wings spread and gliding with the wind, and instantly closer to Berman.
Berman could no longer pretend, and stepped onto the slope while rolling, and flew out with the reaction force bursting from the soles of his feet. Immediately, the light yellow spiritual belt that surged out of the right shoulder blade spiritual acupoint instantly wrapped around his body, making his body extremely light and flew forward like a long arrow.
The response at this moment was wonderful, but the manpower was poor, so he could not compete with the winged creatures in the air speed.
The demon lion turned into Shrek and flew past like lightning. The giant claws raised high fell down, slapped on Berman's back like a fly.
With a "bang", the world became quiet.
Ulu stood on the high ground, and saw Berman's head unfortunately hitting the blade in the hand of a sand thief on the ground, but he could not die anymore!
"I originally wanted to let you live a life, but I don't know how to cherish it."
Ulu shook her head and asked Comi to leave.
Berman's arrow was indeed amazing, and its power was even beyond Ulu's expectations, but unfortunately his actions were under Ulu's peeping from beginning to end, so that arrow could not have done anything.
The two of them sat back on the roof of another car. The coachman who had escaped had seen everything was fine, ran back and tied up the leaked rice bag with hemp rope. The group set off again and slowly drove towards Kulunsha City.
As for those sand thieves who were sinking into their dreams... they could only leave it to fate.
If Bermann had not added another blow after he woke up, Ulu would really not bother to pay attention to him, and he would have the opportunity to find a way to awaken his subordinates. But now Bermann is seeking death, and there is no other person among the sand thieves who can break free from his dream by himself, even though Ulu only used a little power.
Maybe if they have good character, they will meet good people who are willing to rescue the sand thieves?
Otherwise, they will be buried by wind and sand, rotting into bones, and turning into a piece of loess in the southern desert.
The group continued to move forward leisurely, but the news that the scorpion worm and sand thieves had been wiped out from afar as if they had grown wings.
In the Yufang Sand City, the young leader of the Triumph Hunting Group crushed the wine glass in his hand. The pieces of the wine glass pierced his palm, and the bright red blood flowed out little by little, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't feel it at all.
The Scorpion Worm Sand Stealing Group learned about Ulu so quickly that there was inevitably a Jer involved in it. He did not have the courage to face Ulu head-on, so he wanted to use the Sand Stealing Hands to avenge him. Unfortunately, he had not seen each other for half a year, and the other party seemed to be stronger. The Sand Stealing Group at the level of Scorpion Worm was just in the middle of a turn!
After anger, he became very frightened. Jer quickly ordered his men not to continue to participate in this matter, and he panickedly separated his relationship. He was extremely afraid that Ulu would come to him to follow the clues.
However, he overestimated himself, and Ulu had no time to look at him.
After a long journey, the scorching sun that burned the earth had already sunk to the west, and only pieces of redness remained in the sky, but dusk had already arrived, and the small Kulunsha City was already far away.
Ulu stood up from the roof of the car and looked at the place where he had left for half a year. A heart that had not even been intercepted by the sand thieves group suddenly started to beat.
At the gate of the city, several lonely hunters were hurried into the city, either carrying prey or directly empty-handed, taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely dark.
There are a few familiar ones in those backs, but more of them are strangers.
Half a year can bring too many changes, and I don’t know if those familiar people are still alive.
With his feet moving, Ulu jumped off the roof of the car. He wanted to walk through this last section of the road with his feet step by step. He wanted to tell himself in this way that he was about to get home!
"I'm back! Kulun Sha City! Kulun Temple! Grandpa Kay!"
One footprint is connected to another, and the distance from the city gate is getting closer and closer. The city gate is still so broken that there is really no spare money to repair it with the income of the Temple of Kulun, but this will soon become a thing of the past.
Chapter completed!