Chapter 571 The dreadful note The magnificent drum rhythm
Chapter 571
The battle between the top warriors is usually called the brilliant battle. Meng Yan's true cultivation is still a long way from reaching the peak, but the battle he is fighting at this moment can definitely be regarded as
brilliant...
Colorful fires, like thousands of fireworks, bloomed one after another in the four directions of the True Fire Sword Tower, like a celebration. Each stream of flames was stimulated by the conflicting power of the emperor's level.
The energy is released, and the flame formed is strong enough to burn the retina.
Every minute, every second, the emperor falls, not only the ferocious birds, but also the corpse dragons. Such a fierce battle between the emperors has probably not happened many times since ancient times. But Meng Yan can be in this battle.
Feeling extremely excited!
In the fiercest focus of the battlefield, Meng Yan is not a spectator, but a participant. It can even be said that he holds the key power. Both the dragon and the bird are attacking and defending with him as the center.
The space cracks are still releasing corpse dragons. The Bird Tribe also realizes that it must first stop the enemy's new force before they can close the door and slay the dragons, so they focus on the sword tower and attack the corpse dragon group with all their strength.
"Fight, fight, fight! There is a way in, but no way out. This is a battle between trapped beasts. Whoever survives to the end is the winner!"
In an excited mood, Meng Yan laughed, operated the artillery array, and bombarded with frequency light cannons, blasting away everything approaching.
Defense operations are indistinguishable from us. He doesn't think that these corpse dragons will be friendly forces. If the teleportation is completed, the corpse dragons will definitely beat him, so he doesn't have to hold back. It doesn't matter whether the dragon or bird he approaches is a dragon or a bird, as long as he is approaching
, start with one shot, blast it first and then talk.
'Strange, the power of the artillery array seems to have become stronger. The power of these consecutive shots has been improved compared to the time when I beat the crazy woman... What's the reason? The power of this kind of weapon should be fixed!'
During the battle, this question made Meng Yan deeply puzzled. It kept flashing in his mind. Although he had no time to think about it in detail, there was naturally a brain in the inner world that could conceive and analyze it for him.
'That... is probably related to the operation. Although you don't feel anything. But the way you operate the artillery formation is better than the system's automatic pursuit mode. It's incredible that manpower can surpass the system...'
Jin Mingji's sigh made Meng Yan secretly happy. But on the surface, he still seemed indifferent.
"It's nothing. Your computing power sometimes surpasses Wu Chou. Inspiration is something that machines cannot do. People are better than machines because people have heart and machines don't. We should be proud of it."
After saying this, Kim Myung-hee was silent for a few seconds, as if she was listening to something, and then she answered.
'Well... Mr. Wu Chou cursed a lot of curse words over there... I don't know how to turn around... Well, I mean, people have a heart, but inspiration doesn't appear for nothing, it must be because of something.
What happened, or what factors inspired you...?'
As soon as Jin Mingji woke up, Meng Yan immediately realized that his method of operating the artillery array was indeed a bit mysterious and mysterious. This had nothing to do with the martial arts he had practiced.
He was beating a sixty-four-position drum array, and his movements were smooth and smooth, without any hindrance, vaguely forming another new set of martial arts.
For a moment, Meng Yan himself was stunned. He didn't know how this strange phenomenon could happen. But after thinking about it for a moment, it suddenly dawned on him that he had just gone straight to Qingming and looked at the billions of stars. He had a vague understanding of it. Although he hadn't sorted it out yet,
Those "noises" are constantly leaping and evolving in my mind. When I take action, the "noises" will leak out inadvertently.
After realizing this, Meng Yan stopped suppressing it deliberately and let his thoughts flow without thinking. He let these feelings control his body. He slapped the sixty-four nodes around him with both hands, like a group of drums. Although it was silent, it could be struck in a short time.
, but it is a regular rhythm, the faster and faster the shooting, the movements are clear and the overall flow is smooth, and gradually it has reached the point where the two things are forgotten.
During this selfless drumming, Meng Yan himself was in a trance, but there were other witnesses. Lie Zhaoxia, who was concentrating on flying around in the sword tower, was attracted by Meng Yan's movements and couldn't help but take a second look.
, I was attracted at first sight, and I felt that there seemed to be some mysterious truth between heaven and earth in these movements, and my gestures and movements all coincided with the will of the universe...
Feeling the mysterious rhythm of the drum, Lie Zhaoxia was a little distracted, his hands were a little slower, and the flight of the sword tower was also affected. The attack and defense of the bird tribe and the corpse dragon became more intense, and the situation affecting the sword tower became more serious. The shock wave released by the strong explosion
, the waves of Emperor Might and Emperor Evil came one after another, almost demolishing the sword tower.
Opposite to this terrifying wave was the light erupting from the sword tower itself. The more obstacles came around, the brighter the light erupted from the artillery array. Dozens of light cannons fired at once, bombing wildly and vowing to destroy the enemy.
Everything that came close was blasted away.
Under Meng Yan's attentive operation, the bombardment trajectory of the artillery array became more and more tricky. It can only be described as elusive. Each cannon fired from an unexpected position. Although the light cannon fired, it used the space between two points.
Gravity pulls them to accelerate, but as long as the gravity strength of each node is cleverly affected and guided, these bombardments... can surprisingly turn and even snake!
Even Wu Chou had to admit that technically, this should have been impossible to do, but Meng Yan in a trance state achieved it. Meng Yan himself didn't know why he could do it, he just knew that he... could do it!
Not only was the angle of the bombardment tricky and its trajectory unpredictable, but the timing of the bombardment was also extremely wonderful. Meng Yan monitored the changes in every battlefield fifty miles around through ugly dancing and thousands of flowers. The light cannon always blasted at the critical moment of victory or defeat.
At the moment when the target has no time to be distracted or fight back, the bombardment becomes the key force to reverse the outcome, resulting in a one-hit, one-kill effect.
In an instant, the surroundings of the True Fire Sword Tower seemed to be surrounded by millions of shining gems. The chaotic light cannons were bombarded like a chapter of music. Every note sounded was accompanied by the sound of one or several emperors.
Fallen, desolate and magnificent.
As the conductor of this mournful song, Meng Yan's spiritual thoughts swept through every place within the range, giving rise to an indescribable complex feeling. He was both sad and a little proud, but Jin Mingji's frequent warning sounds
, but it strongly reminded him of reality.
'Warning! Red alert!' Jin Mingji said hurriedly: 'Mr. Wu Chou said that the sword tower itself is overloaded and is about to reach a critical point. If we continue to fight in the swamp, it will soon completely collapse and the ship will be destroyed and people will be killed. We must fight immediately.
Find a way out and end the chaos!' (To be continued...)