The word "tragic" is not enough to describe the situation at Taniguchi.
"Uh, hiss..." Usually before the big man could see the situation clearly, several rotten hands had pierced through his ribs and chest. At the same time, there were also a large number of Kuva fire snakes and green giant spiders biting him.
The limbs were pulled outwards, and the whole person was torn to pieces. Blood spattered, brains overflowed, and the scene was quite cruel.
What's even more frightening is that the big man walking in front is obviously dead, but the big man behind him who has not yet entered the valley entrance has no awareness at all. They are in twos and threes, happily lusting after the two thousand gold coins that they are about to get easily, and the next second they...
Went to Huangquan Road.
Of course, to Jin Dao, the deaths of these people were not worthless. The cannon fodder, which was almost three times the number of Taniguchi Demons, bought valuable time for the Liuyun Sect gang members. With Jin Dao's advance instructions, they
Not daring to stop for a moment, as soon as they entered the canyon, they passed through the gap between the demons that had been squeezed out by three hundred people. But even so, ten big men were still dragged down by the demons and eaten alive.
Elder Qingfeng took a few heavy breaths, and a thin trickle of sweat oozed from his deep wrinkles. He was quite old, and he was really not used to this kind of adventure. In terms of physical fitness, he was a high-level magician and even a low-level practitioner.
None of the warriors could compare to him. Fortunately, he dared to rush forward with the golden sword. Wiping the sweat from his face, the old magician couldn't tell the truth and could only transfer all his dissatisfaction and resentment to Guo Lin.
"Master Jin, what should we do now?" A big man next to him with a protruding jaw asked Jin Dao with a trembling voice. Thanks to Guo Lin, in a moment, all three hundred of the unprepared cannon fodder became
Delicious food for monsters.
The old man opened his mouth, revealing a row of yellow teeth and said cautiously: "Just in case, I want to find a way to get rid of all the monsters at the entrance of the valley. Elder Qingfeng, please."
"Okay." The old magician didn't say much. Although he wanted to rush into the valley and kill Guo Lin immediately, it was always right to be careful. Qingfeng pointed out ten magicians with different strengths and stood in a row. The old one
There was a serious look on his face: "Everyone, don't rush. Just lure the monsters over one by one and then kill them."
"Yes, elder!" The young magicians nodded in unison. They were all brought out by Qingfeng, and they had a tacit understanding. Under the command of the old magician, the monsters in Taniguchi were led one by one to hold knives, guns, and swords.
In front of the big men who had been guarding the ax for a long time. For a moment, magic and fighting spirit flew together. Taniguchi's "Monster Army" was gradually eroded. Of course, in this case, the magician's mental power was extremely consumed. Until the afternoon, only Liu Liu was left.
The Yun faction's people did not lose a single soldier, and finally annihilated all the hundreds of monsters.
Things went surprisingly smoothly, and Jin Dao was in a good mood. He ordered his men to use cheap elixirs to restore their excessive mental strength and fighting spirit, and then rested for a while before leading them into the canyon.
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Guo Lin sat down and leaned against the cold stone wall of the canyon, breathing heavily. His delicate face was covered with beads of sweat. Thinking back to the crazy thing he had just done, he was filled with fear and felt a chill on his back.
As expected, the corpse spirit is not something that I can provoke now. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and relied on the magic sealing ring to dodge the iron claws of the corpse spirit many times, so I survived. Even if he is a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts, his body is stronger than that of a magician of the same level.
, but still cannot withstand a blow from the zombie spirit without dying. After all, the gap in levels is an insurmountable gap.
This is the 90-degree corner of the canyon. What Guo Lin just did was to lure the corpse spirit on the other side of the corner slightly. Because the distance is controlled very cleverly, as long as Guo Lin turns the corner without leaning on it, the corpse spirit will also
You can't see him, except of course using magic to actively provoke this monster.
"That's it. It's time for them to come." Guo Lin stood up and patted the black mud from his palms. He looked towards the entrance of the valley and saw hundreds of people walking towards the valley while killing monsters. The leader was the leader.
This man with a sinewy face and splayed steps, isn't he Jin Dao or who else?
Young Master, I almost lost my life. Don't let me down, old man. Come over here. Guo Lin had a smile on his face that only appeared when he was killing someone. He turned around and two red flames of magic jumped out of his hands.
, and then pretended to throw it at the Kuva Fire Snake not far away... If you act more realistically, people will believe it, right?
Fifty steps away, Jin Dao found a young man in black robes in front of him. As a warrior, his eyesight was pretty good. Although he couldn't see the young man's face clearly, he still recognized him based on his impression of Guo Lin's body shape and height.
This is the little brat who killed Liu Chao and caused Lao Sun to lose his arm.
The boy seemed to be having a lot of fun fighting the monsters, constantly summoning low-level flame magic in his hands. He killed a Kuva Fire Snake and then aimed at the nearby Hulk Spider.
Haha, the old man chuckled to himself. He deserved to make meritorious service today. He took this kid's head back to see his elder brother. When asking for credit, he might even be able to get Liu Chao's widow Sun Qing. The old man thought happily, who knew?
, not far from the corner there is a gift carefully prepared by Guo Lin.
They were thirty meters apart. He hadn't even seen him yet. Jin Dao, who had been living for half his life, suddenly felt his heart beat faster, as if he had already seen the wedding night with candles and candle shadows swaying. The charming Sun Qing put on the red hijab again and sat down.
On the bed painted with red paint, I waited for my honorable arrival.
A long shining golden sword was pulled out and held in the rough palm of his hand. Under the sunlight, the golden light was reflected on the young man's face. Seeing the suspicious and surprised look from the young man, the golden sword jumped and waved the long sword.
He stood up and faced the brothers behind him and shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge at me and kill this little brat."
Looking at the Liuyun Sect man rushing forward like the wind, the old magician felt that something was wrong. He did not think that Guo San, who could use such means to nearly annihilate the hundred-man squad led by Hall Master Sun, would be so alert.
A team of hundreds of people came all the way, but he didn't even raise his head. It was incredible. When he noticed a strange smile on the side of the young man who quickly turned around and ran towards the corner, Elder Qingfeng trembled in his heart.
It was too late to stop him. With a beast's roar that shook the world, the rocks on both sides of the canyon rolled down one after another, and miserable cries sounded from around the corner.
The golden sword was the first to bear the brunt. The old man had just turned a corner and found that Guo Lin had disappeared. Before his mind could turn around, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and then he was slapped on his chest with great force. The high-level golden sword of a warrior
His physique was indeed strong, and the corpse spirit's attack did not penetrate his body.
The huge force caused Jin Dao to be thrown away. Then he landed heavily on the black mud ten meters away, crushing a piece of poisonous weed. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and the terrifying beast roar made people palpitate. Jin Dao was shocked.
Only then did he see clearly that the monsters in front of him were killing his brothers one by one. They were the corpse spirits that had prevented him and others from seizing the Corpse Expelling Grass and the Sky-Burning Ring.
The corpse spirit, who had been teased by Guo Lin all afternoon, looked up to the sky and roared, as if he wanted to transfer all his anger against Guo Lin to the weak human being in front of him. He kicked hard with his strong legs, jumped in front of the two frightened big men, and then
The devil's claw swept horizontally and cut off the waist. The large and small intestines were scattered on the ground.
The old magician's face turned green. This time they did not bring the expensive collective teleportation magic scroll at all. In other words, unless the corpse spirit is killed, most of the people will die here, but in the face of this terrifying everyone
Man, the people of Liuyun Sect have been scared out of their wits. Killing him is undoubtedly a dream.
The corpse spirit didn't seem to be very interested in himself lying on the ground. He slaughtered the big man who was stunned on the spot with trembling feet. Jin Dao was so happy that he rolled back to Qingfeng without taking off his seriously injured body.
"Elder Qingfeng, what should I do?" The martial artist-level corpse spirit is not something that the Liuyun Sect's minions can deal with. Many people have died in just a few breaths. There are also some people who are lucky enough to come here with teleportation magic scrolls.
After regaining consciousness, before the zombie spirit pounced on him, it turned into a flash of white light and disappeared.
After all, not everyone has a teleportation scroll with a market price of 10,000 gold coins. The zombie spirit's huge claws are like the scythe of death, continuing to harvest human lives.
"Ask me what, idiot." Qingfeng was angry. Looking at the Liuyun sect brothers who kept dying under the claws of the corpse spirit, his old body trembled slightly. He was really angry. Recently, especially when he was angry and made random remarks,
After coming up with a few bad ideas, the old magician could clearly feel that the sect leader Liu Yun was dissatisfied with him. This time he and the Golden Sword went out together. If he lost his troops again...how would he explain to Liu Yun?
The most important thing is that he has clearly seen through Guo Lin's plan, but this idiot Jin Dao is the one who led nearly a hundred brothers into the pit of fire.
"Did you send a magic scroll?" The old magician's eyes were red, and his old face was distorted by the emotions he tried to control.
"Yes, there is one." Jin Dao swallowed and spat.
"Hmph!" Let's go. Qingfeng snorted heavily, grabbed a scroll with his withered palm, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." were heard several times in succession, and the magicians who followed Qingfeng closely felt relieved.
They also opened the scrolls together.
"Damn it, you are greedy for life and afraid of death." Jin Dao raised his head. At this time, there were less than thirty members of the Liuyun Sect running for their lives. None of these people had magic scrolls.
"Hall Master, help, help..." Before a short man finished speaking, the evil hand of corruption had already poked out from his chest. "Bastard." Jin Dao's face changed drastically. He saw that he had killed the short man.
The big man's zombie spirit seemed to have noticed him. The red demonic eyes flickered on his putrid cheeks, and then the three-meter-tall monster rushed straight towards him.
Jin Dao was shocked. Even at his peak, he was no match for the corpse spirit. What's more, he was seriously injured now. He took out the parchment engraved with teleportation magic from his arms without hesitation. However, he never expected that,
Just when he was about to activate it and escape, a blazing fireball flew out from an unknown direction. The golden knife, which was all focused on the corpse spirit and the teleportation magic scroll, didn't notice it at all. Everything was too late. The blazing magic hit the
Jin Dao's arm holding the parchment shook the teleportation magic scroll out of his hand.
The face of the golden sword was earth-colored. The accident happened suddenly. He never thought that someone would sneak attack him at this time. With a twist of his waist and several rounds of rolling, the old man miraculously avoided the corpse spirit's attack. His hopeful eyes fell on Ten
There is a teleportation magic scroll in the distance. As long as you find a way to run there, you can still survive.
At the critical moment of life and death, the potential of the golden sword exploded. The seriously injured body jumped up, ten steps away in the blink of an eye. But there was still the shadow of the magic scroll in front of him.
The corpse spirit had already attacked from behind, and Jin Dao's eyes flashed with despair. When he was about to die, he saw a slender young man in black shirt not far away, smiling and waving to him, saying goodbye.
Like this. And the brown scroll held between the young man's fingers turned out to be his lost teleportation scroll...