In fact, there is still hope in Whale Luo's heart.
During the ice incident, he did not participate because he had other tasks.
However, according to the report of the fishing guy afterwards, there is an individual player named Zi Shu, who can even be said to be the strongest at present in terms of strength. He single-handedly killed a member of the Council of Silencers. A strong person in the Purple Mansion Realm.
If only if.
If that person appears and suddenly joins the fight like the Icefield incident, with their desperate assistance, is there a chance to kill the Dharma Realm in the car?
Or is everything just his delusion? Even if Zi Mouse joins the battle, the final result will still be failure?
Whale Luo glanced at the equipment issued by the state in the storage column, and took a deep breath. It will succeed, as long as the man named Zishu still cares about China!
"Attention, people of the Iron-Blooded Great Wall, use your equipment to stop these bald donkeys and cover the retreat of your comrades!"
With the last bit of extravagant hope, Whale Luo directly issued an order that was no different from committing suicide. , the people around him who were also members of the Iron-Blooded Great Wall heard this, and after a moment of silence, they took out a nail that exuded an ominous aura with a determined expression.
[Soul-Burning Nail: A magic weapon, after being nailed into the Baihui Point, it can burn the life-spanning soul and temporarily increase one's own level and strength until death after exhausting everything in oneself. (Cannot be resurrected in any way after death.)]
"Huh?"
Seemingly surprised by these people's determination, the fat monk in the carriage finally made a voice the moment the soul-burning nail appeared.
Whale Luo sensed something was wrong immediately, picked up the soul-burning nail and slapped it hard on the top of his head, while shouting loudly, "Quickly"
"It's a small trick."
Before he could raise his hands above his head, there was a chuckle in the carriage, and several golden streams of light shot out from behind the cloth, hitting the hands of several people, and the soul-burning nails flew out of their hands and flew into the air.
“Not good.”
One of the players’ expression changed and he jumped into the air to grab the soul-burning nail.
The next moment, the white elephant, which had been silent all this time, suddenly flicked its nose and knocked the jumping player away. With the sound of bones shattering, the player flew more than ten meters away and fell down. He fell to the ground, vomiting blood and struggled a few times but could not stand up.
"Quick victory, don't waste time."
As the fat monk's understatement sounded, the rope that bound the white elephant quietly fell off.
The freed white elephant looked up to the sky and roared loudly, stepped out its thick elephant legs, and its huge body flashed in front of Whale Luo in an extremely flexible way. It raised its long trunk and hit him hard. .
“Squeak!”
Just when the whale was locked by the elephant trunk and unable to move, an extremely small sound suddenly sounded at the scene. If the people present had not had amazing senses, they might have The sound cannot be heard.
But the white elephant, as if it had encountered some natural enemy, let out a cry of fear and kept retreating, until it hit the car's shaft and stopped.
The fat monk in the carriage seemed not to have expected this turn of events. He was caught off guard and fell down, revealing a surprised face.
“A mink with ancient bloodline?”
The fat monk immediately lowered his head and looked at Latiao, who was standing upright in front of Whale Luo. There was joy in his tone, “This mink is the same as I am destined to be a Buddha, and it is good and good.”
The others, like the fat monk, all focused on La Tiao who suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. It looked puzzled, wondering what these people were fussing about. . After blinking blankly, Latiao shouted twice threateningly at the cowering white elephant, then picked up the soul-burning nail that fell on the ground and turned into a phantom and retreated.
Following the direction it moved, everyone was surprised to find that there was an extra figure on the battlefield.
A man wearing a Japanese evil ghost mask, with a layer of golden light covering his whole body. At first glance, he looks like an accomplice of the monk, but if you take a closer look, you can find that the golden light aura on this man belongs to the Taoist sect and is displayed. The form is also like a flame, which is very different from the monk's appearance that is coated with gold powder.
At this time, the sable with ancient bloodline was standing on the man's shoulder, and the man was holding the soul-burning nail and looking at it carefully.
The four flying monks had already received the order from the elder to fight quickly. After seeing the man who suddenly appeared in front of them, they picked up their long sticks and rushed forward without thinking.
Although they don’t know who this man is, in their opinion, if he appears on the battlefield at this time, he must be an enemy.
And the elder also said that the mink is destined to be my Buddha, so the man who seems to be the mink's owner must die.
Because of this, the four of them did not notice that the fat monk in the carriage felt something the moment the man appeared. His pupils shrank suddenly and his eyebrows wrinkled, although it was not as if he was there. The enemy, but the expression is also somewhat serious.
"Poof."
The four staggered sticks did not cause any damage. When they were about to hit the man who suddenly appeared, the man took a step forward, and the figure disappeared instantly. Appeared behind the four people who were unaware.
At the same time, the man's hand was gently raised, and four swords appeared above the heads of the four monks, and they might fall down at any time.
“Stop!”
The fat monk's expression changed, and he could no longer maintain his calm appearance. He stood up and tried to stop him, but it was still a step too late.
The moment he spoke, Dao Gang had already gathered his momentum. As the man lowered his arm gently, Dao Gang fell from the monk's head without any hindrance, cutting four huge knife marks on the ground.
The bodies of the four monks who had not had time to turn around were stagnant. A red line appeared on their necks. With the inertia, when their bodies turned around, the four bald heads shook uncontrollably. Towards mid-air.
“Bold!”
A look of anger appeared on the fat monk’s face, and he slapped the man with his fat palm.
"Haha, this is bold, let me show you what it means to be bolder!"
The man, Chen Shicheng, who had stacked the BUFFs, smiled softly, and dozens of words appeared in front of the fat monk. The sword slashed at the monk in mid-air without even a moment's notice.
The fat monk's expression changed, he waved his large monk's robe, and instantly returned to the carriage.
Everything happened too fast. From everyone's perspective, they could only see the air between the two people twisting. The next second, the fat monk was forced back to the carriage.
Some sharp-eyed people keenly discovered that the corners of the monk's robe were cut to pieces, and it seemed that he had suffered a terrible loss.
And in the angry eyes of the fat monk, four translucent souls appeared next to the four beheaded monks, standing expressionless.
“Do it!”
Following Chen Shicheng’s order, the four newly refined demons pounced directly on the eighteen monks carrying long sticks. . (End of this chapter)