In order to show sincerity, Lu Yunan deliberately slowed down his flying speed and followed Li Ang far behind.
When the effect of the Mountain and Sea Changing Talisman ended and Li Ang and Garro landed from the Gangfeng layer, she did not catch up until the scene of the rift valley appeared at the end of her sight.
Is this Li Yuan?
Li Ang and Garro slowly descended to the ground. As soon as they landed, they felt a heavy sense of depression.
The spiritual energy in the surrounding environment is thin and precious, the air sea is blocked like a rusty machine, and the limbs and bones are as heavy as lead.
Li Ang looked around, and the land under his feet showed a dull gray color, which was in sharp contrast with the lush green of the grassland in the distance. It seemed that there was an invisible line dividing the two.
The gray soil continues to extend westward and is gradually covered with ravine cracks like tree branches - this is a lack of vegetation protection and traces of rain erosion.
At the end of the densest ravine, there is a rift valley that is as deep as an abyss. The valley is filled with thick fog that cannot be dispersed.
"I've heard of you, a businessman from Montenegro in the north."
Jia Luo frowned and said to Lu Yunan, who was walking slowly: "Who are you? Why are you helping us?"
"Our positions are the same on the matter of jointly fighting Zhao Ming."
Lu Yunan smiled and said: "Zhao Zhen wants to start a war in the world, and he will not hesitate to bury millions or tens of millions of people for this purpose.
You two don’t want your home country to be involved in the war, but I want to protect my people from the war.”
"..."
Li Ang looked at Lu Yunan with sharp eyes.
He met the businesswoman several times, and he also helped the Imperial Medical Office sell a batch of antibiotics to the businesswoman in return for the tartar shipped by merchant ships during the Suzhou water poisoning incident.
"Time is running out. The Ghost Spade has eaten your flesh and can accurately locate your location. It will appear at any time."
As Lu Yunan spoke, she walked behind the line on the grassland, closed her eyes, and clicked her fingers quickly with her left hand as if counting.
Not long after, she opened her eyes, released the soil melting technique, and eroded holes in the grassland soil
Then, she took out various talismans from the pouch at her waist, threw them into the potholes, and used magic to smooth the potholes.
Suddenly, she turned her head and said seriously: "My personal suggestion is that for the sake of the three of us surviving, you'd better come to the back of this line first and recover more spiritual power."
Li Ang was silent for a moment, then squeezed Garro's palm, pulled the latter behind the grass line, and breathed in to restore his spiritual power.
The dry sea of qi gradually began to function normally, and the heaviness lingering on the limbs and bones subsided slightly.
"I don't believe her."
Garro whispered in the wolf-head armor: "The Montenegrins are barbaric and cruel, with no ethics at all.
What's more, the reason she gave is very strange - to save the tribe from war?
Even if war comes, it won’t have much impact on the Black Mountain tribes living in the bitter cold place, right?"
This...
Li Ang smiled helplessly in his heart. Garro was still naive. In a total war, no one can stay out of it.
"Let's take a step and see."
He sighed, took out all the remaining offensive talismans from the talisman plate, and buried them in the surrounding ground.
Can you survive this time?
The Mountain and Sea Changping Talisman has been consumed, and the spiritual power accumulated now is far from enough to cross the Liyuan - the rift valley is wide and deep, as if the land is divided into two.
The lotus in the misery is about to wither, but it is not withered yet. I don’t know if it is influenced by Li Yuan, or it is indicating one’s own destiny...
Lu Yunan, who had her eyes closed and concentrated, suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the distant sky, and said calmly: "Here we come."
The clouds in the sky were divided by a tiny black dot flying rapidly. The black dot gradually enlarged, and with a loud "boom", it fell not far ahead, stirring up dust all over the sky.
Li Ang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and grasped the three-edged spear. Garro silently took off the long bow from his back and took out an arrow from the quiver.
In the smoke, the burly figure of Ghost Spade stepped out.
His whole body was wet with blood, and his hair and butcher's apron were covered with minced meat, bone stubble, and internal organ fragments.
"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"
There were a lot of burn marks on his face and hands.
The left eye was smashed, and a ray of nerve hung outside the black eye socket.
Under the right ribs, there is a hole that penetrates the body - judging from the diameter of the wound, it should be from Bian Chenpei's star fall.
Taken together, these injuries are enough to kill someone three or four times.
However, not only was the ghost shovel fine, but granulation was growing faintly in the wound.
"..."
He picked up the machete with his right hand, and with his left hand, slowly pulled out a monk's head with a Taihao Mountain hair ornament from the blade, and threw the head into the gash in his abdomen.
Katcha, Katcha.
The sound of cracked saw teeth chewing the skull echoed in the open grassland.
"..."
Ghost Spade looked at Lu Yunan and said hoarsely: "I remember, you should be in the northern ice field now, why are you here?
You betrayed us? Do you know what measures Zhao Ming will take against traitors?"
Zhao Ming? Traitor?
Jialuo's mind flashed like thunder, her eyes widened, and she looked at Lu Yunan warily and nervously from the corner of her eyes.
She and Ghost Spade are on the same team? She specifically deceived them to go near Liyuan?
"How can you talk about betrayal? Strictly speaking, you violated Jun Qianzi's arrangement first and wanted to kill Li Ang instead of capturing him alive."
Lu Yunan smiled and said, "Secondly, as long as I kill you here, the news will not leak out..."
Before she finished speaking, she clasped her palms together.
The layers of earth under Ghost Spade's feet exploded, and raging fire rose from the depths of the rock formations, engulfing him.
"Do it!"
Lu Yunan shouted loudly, her left hand made calculations, and her right hand formed magic formulas to detonate more talismans.
The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string,
Li Ang turned part of the ink silk into the shape of a bird and flew high into the sky, catching the breath of the ghost shovel through the smoke and dust in the sky.
He detonated underground talismans one after another,
And through the wolf-head armor, it points the way for Garro.
Sui——
Garro let go of the bow string, and the arrow flew out quickly, whirling through the smoke and fire, causing a backflow cyclone.
As the fire dispersed, the three of them could clearly see that the fine steel arrow covered in ink had disappeared and plunged deeply into Ghost Spade's shoulder.
Yes! Good! I won!
Before the thought could arise in Garro's mind, the fire exploded.
The ghost shovel burst out of the flames, and the silk arrow on its shoulder fell off in the wind.
He swung the knife with his right hand and threw it at Garro. The latter couldn't dodge, and the knife hit the neck of the wolf's armor. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
At the same time, the palm of Ghost Spade's left hand opens, the crack in the palm opens, and the fire from behind is sucked away by swallowing the sky and the earth.
Then it rotated in the opposite direction, spraying out flames violently and covering the position where Lu Yunan was standing.
And he himself, with his empty hands, punched Li Ang with both fists.
Cang!
Li Ang waved his gun to block, and the strengthened triangular gun vibrated violently, and the wound on his palm that had been sewn up with ink burst open again.
If you can’t hold it with your hands, then just melt it together.
A large amount of ink threads pierced out from the palm, and the entire arm merged with the three-edged spear.
Li Ang's left hand also transformed into a blade, slashing at the ghost shovel with both fists.
Dang Dang Dang Dang——
The fist of the ghost shovel is filled with the strong warrior energy and blood, and its hardness is not as hard as that of the Mosi blade.
Knee strikes, elbows, headbutts,
The simple yet powerful martial arts kept Li Ang pushed to the grass line.
The flesh in Gui Tuo's eyes twitched, and he growled ferociously: "Do you think the people from Mount Taihao can kill me?"
"Do you think you can save your life when you get to Liyuan?"
Li Ang retreated step by step, with more and more injuries on his body, and blood continued to spurt from the wounds.
There is an insurmountable gap between the two sides in terms of martial arts attainments, and even with Mo Si's blessing, it is not enough to smooth it over.
"Become part of me."
Ghost Spade flew Li Ang away with one punch, opened a gash in his abdomen, and began to release the Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth.
Stronger suction than before is generated out of thin air,
Li Ang plunged the three-edged spear into the ground, but it still couldn't avoid floating towards the ghost shovel - the entire land was being swept away by the crack, and there was no fulcrum for Mo Si to rely on.
As the distance between the two parties got closer, the skin on Li Ang's body even began to bleed continuously.
Along with the ink thread, the blood was drawn into the crack.
Ten seconds left.
Li Ang thought silently in his heart, suddenly pulled out the three-edged spear from the ground, stepped forward, and stabbed Ghost Spade in the shoulder.
Taking advantage of the gap where the gun blade broke open the powerful qi and blood all over Ghost Spade, Li Ang followed the qi and blood gap and used all his strength to release his telekinesis.
Ghost Spade's shoulder was stabbed by an arrow just now, and there was a small ball of ink hidden in the wound.
Under the influence of thought, these threads immediately activated and turned into sharp cones, which penetrated the ghost's spine and pierced out from the side of the neck.
Bang!
The muscles of the ghost shovel squeezed, crushing the ink needle to pieces. Granulation proliferated in the wound, filling the damage instantly.
But this time was enough for Li Ang to dodge and go around to the side of the Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth.
Seven seconds left.
Li Ang slid close to the ground, threw out the silk thread, and strangled the ghost spade's abdomen, interrupting the opponent's standing motion of swallowing the sky and the earth.
Then he took off the glow crossbow from his back and pulled the trigger.
The ball of light was crushed out of thin air by the ghost shovel, creating a strong light.
Li Ang took this opportunity to throw the other end of the moss thread into the ground, then tightened the thread violently and threw a large piece of rock towards the ghost shovel.
Four seconds left.
The ghost shovel punched out, smashing the rocks that were coming towards him.
The palm of his hand pulled off the silk thread wrapped around his abdomen and started swallowing the sky and the earth.
This time, Li Ang had no room to escape and inevitably flew forward.
A ferocious smile of a victor appeared on Ghost Spade's face. He seemed to have foreseen that Li Ang would be torn into pieces under the action of the crack, and all the silk threads in his body would be swallowed and digested.
But why is there no fear on Li Ang's face...
The warrior’s hunch came into play,
Ghost Spade instinctively looks to the left,
At the edge of the grassland, Garro took off his badly damaged wolf-headed helmet, revealing a pale face.
She knelt down on one knee, stretched the long bow to its limit, and hung the last arrow on the bowstring.
Lu Yunan, who was gray-headed and with burn marks on her skin, also stood next to the bow and arrow, using magic to attach lightning to the bow and arrow.
The two of them should have been blasted across the grass line and lost their abilities under Li Yuan's suppression.
But under their feet, there were two lines of ink, extending all the way to Li Ang's feet - he had just divided his mind, carried Li Yuan's suppression effect, and used the lines of ink to transport the two of them beyond the grass line. p>
Breathe in.
Jialuo's mood has never been so peaceful. She slowly closed her eyes and relied on her warrior intuition to lock in the blazing martial arts master's energy and blood in Ghost Spade through the sky-wide wind and sand caused by the swallowing of the sky and the earth.
Buzz——
Fingers loosen the bowstring,
With the long string reverberating, the arrow carried a stimulating current, passing through the grass line, and shot towards the ghost shovel's neck.
The arrow missed too quickly, and it was too late to first release the Devouring Heaven and Earth Devouring and then turn around to avoid it.
Ghost Spade stood on the spot, swelling his energy and blood in the electric stone fire, trying to use the martial artist's energy to deflect the arrow.
However, Mosi's excellent transmission property of spiritual energy allows Lu Yunan to use all her strength to release the lightning strike technique, which can be temporarily stored in the missing arrow.
All the lightning strikes were concentrated on one point, breaking through the layers of the warrior's aura and hitting the ghost shovel's neck.
There happened to be the wound caused by Li Ang with ink, and the new granulation was far less strong than other parts.
The arrow lost its momentum and penetrated the neck like a broken bamboo.
Ghost Spade's eyes widened, the scars on his neck were filled with fleshy sprouts, absorbing the warrior's energy and blood, and the suction created by Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth was inevitably weakened.
The time has come.
Li Ang stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, stopped the car with difficulty, and raised his hand to point to the sky.
Rest, rest, rest——
There was a dense sound of breaking through the air from far to near, and more than thirty black dots flew rapidly from the sky.
Those are...
Garro, whose arms were weak, subconsciously looked up at the sky.
What I saw flying in the sky were strange-looking airplanes.
They adopt a triangular layout, with a circular air inlet in the front, which extends from the nose and penetrates directly to the root of the vertical tail.
The angle of the aircraft's tail is quite high. It doesn't look like a serious aircraft, but rather...
A toy made of two pieces of student triangle ruler.
This is the P.13A fighter jet designed by German aviation engineer Alexander Lippisch during World War II from the database of another world.
Due to the lack of oil resources in Germany during World War II, this type of aircraft did not use aviation fuel, but pulverized coal as the power source.
During the flight of the aircraft, the air first reaches the pressurized combustion chamber at the rear through the circular air inlet, mixes with the pulverized coal in the combustion chamber, and sprays high-temperature and high-pressure gas to the rear to form the Konnec Rohn coal-fired ramjet engine.
, generate thrust.
This is Li Ang's reinforcements.
After absorbing part of the brown sludge in Dongjun Tower, he felt that he was unable to control all the inks again.
So more clones were created, scattered in various states of Yu State and even outside the borders of Yu State.
After being attacked in Tongluo City before, he ordered the Mosi clones scattered in remote locations to absorb nearby metals and construct an aircraft of that type.
The P.13A fighter jet can reach a speed of Mach 0.9. At the same time, the special pulverized coal it requires is far easier to mix than aviation fuel. There is no need to waste more time, and it does not require Leon to invest too much spiritual power to provide power.<
/p>
Moreover, because the ink silk was strong enough, Li Ang also slightly changed the aerodynamic shape of the aircraft to increase its speed again.
It was the best choice under the circumstances.
Boom!
More than thirty planes exploded and disintegrated in the sky, like fireworks filling the sky.
The ink contained in it fell like a heavy rain.
Li Ang stood in the moss rain curtain, his figure gradually expanded.
Two meters, three meters...
A large amount of excess ink threads formed horns, scales, and thorns on his body surface.
Li Ang, or rather the inhuman monster that Li Ang transformed into, slowly raised his head, with the ghost shovel reflected in his eyes.