After the appearance of more than fifty aboriginal giants, Bai Xiaochun was also surprised. The former statue was so good that he was surprised at first, but now he saw these aboriginals again, Bai Xiaochun's eyes flashed, and he heard the old man's claim that he knew himself. What I encountered was not an ordinary soul repair.
In particular, these natives are obviously different from those that Bai Xiaochun saw on the battlefield. Although the native troops appearing on the battlefield are large in number and have a heavy killing intent, they are obviously like scattered repairs, scattered with sand, and now The fifty-odd indigenous giants that appeared in front of Bai Xiaochun were completely different.
Their bodies were more calm, and the madness hidden under that calm also made Bai Xiaochun's pupils shrink slightly. Obviously, these natives had undergone special cultivation, as if they were elite.
Even their armors are no trivial matter. Under their own extreme cold, they can resist it, and combined with the power of the formation, it can actually protect the old man from retreating, and even faintly. This formation seems to have over 50 indigenous people The power is fused together, and once it is fully deployed, it can form an incarnation like a giant of the river sect formation.
The burst of cultivation is comparable to Yuan Ying!
This scene caused Bai Xiaochun to frown. Of course, the most important thing was the statue of the giant ghost. Without the protection of the power of heaven and man in this thing, even if these natives are elite, Bai Xiaochun's cold air is enough. They were completely frozen, but this trace of the power of heaven and human made this formation like a soul.
"Is this the real strength of the Wilderness..." Bai Xiaochun thoughtfully, as he wiped out the Wilderness army on the Great Wall a few days ago, the slightest contempt that had risen under those victories disappeared in an instant.
"The old man has already told you your identity, and you dare to make a move. You are looking for death!" The old man in the indigenous formation has a strong killing intent at this moment, and Bai Xiaochun's toughness makes him extremely jealous. I robbed this person of the hatred of the beast soul, fearing that I would not be able to be kind in the future.
"Relying on the large number of people, what kind of ability, dare you dare to fight alone with me!" Bai Xiaochun sneered, staring at the old soul cultivator, and spoke word by word.
Hearing the words, the old man of soul repair laughed like he heard some big joke, his eyes were more cold, his killing intent was about to explode, and he began to speak.
"Your head is stupid, I just bully you with fewer people, so what can you do!" He said, raising his right hand, and was about to give an order to kill Bai Xiaochun.
But at this moment, Bai Xiaochun laughed after hearing the old man's words, raised his head proudly, and raised his right hand to crush a jade slip.
"Well, too many people bully fewer people, right, brothers, come out!"
As soon as Bai Xiaochun's words came out, the old soul-cultivator was taken aback for a moment. When he was surprised, he suddenly noticed it and immediately looked into the distance.
I saw Bai Xiaochun's words still echoing, and suddenly there were dozens of figures in the distant earth, no longer hiding them, suddenly burst out, whizzing out, and coming straight here.
"Huh, that's the only one..." The old man sneered, but before he could finish his words, his face jerked sharply.
In the other direction, changhongs appeared out of thin air, rushing to this place while roaring, and further away, there were dozens of changhongs, in the blink of an eye, all the figures appeared in all directions, bursting out of their own extreme speed, and galloping.
All these people added together, there are hundreds of them!
The old man's face turned pale, his breathing was stagnant, and his body was trembling, but all of this did not end. There were hundreds of figures further away, whizzing from all directions, as if they were protecting this place layer by layer, with a roar approaching.
Thousands of people, at this moment, when the sky was shaking, the old soul-cultivator's face was as pale as paper, his eyes widened, he inhaled again and again, his eyes showed desperate horror and unbelievable, even more incredible.
"This... this is impossible!!"
He didn't know how these people hid, and he didn't even notice it. This must have used some method he didn't understand, and what made him even more afraid was that these thousands of people were actually... Dan! !
And there are still a lot of great perfections like yourself!
"Brothers, kill this old man for me!" At this moment, Bai Xiaochun was full of heroism and excitement. With a proud roar, he raised his right hand and pointed at the old man.
"Kill!!" Thousands of monks, like a rainbow, like a thousand troops and horses, formed a monstrous roar. At this moment, they roared, causing the world to change and the situation to fall, especially these people are filled with evil spirits, and they are arrogant and powerful. , The killing intent when it came, made the mind of the old soul cultivator buzz, not only he, but the more than fifty natives around him also took a breath, and couldn’t help being a little dumbfounded. They had no dreams. Thinking of the surroundings of this guy, why do so many monks pop up
The old soul cultivator screamed, knowing that once these people gather, he will undoubtedly die, and roar at this moment.
"escape!!"
Almost the moment he spoke, the more than fifty natives immediately burst out of the power of the formation, leading the old man and fleeing straight away, trying to rush out before the thousands of monks surrounded.
"Call me!" Bai Xiaochun yelled desperately.
Although they are fast, but these thousands of monks, born in the five major legions, and Bai Xiaochun have experienced the test of death. They have been killed from hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, and they have long been fierce and fierce. In this mid-air, kill more than fifty aboriginal giants.
"Your grandma, dare to snatch my heavenly beast soul!"
"The most extreme thing is that you are actually bullying me because of the number of people!" Bai Xiaochun watched as a thousand people rushed to kill the more than fifty people. This spectacular scene made him enthusiastic and shouted again and again.
The roar echoed, the more than fifty aboriginal giants couldn’t hold on for long, and they quickly collapsed one by one with roars. Even under the besieging of thousands of monks, in that scattered and orderly array, these aboriginal giants The power of the formation can not play too much.
Seeing the constant roaring around and death approaching, it was extremely tragic. The soul cultivator's body trembled. He heard Bai Xiaochun's words in grief and anger, and he felt aggrieved to cry.
"Too much bullying!!"
"You rely on a large number of people, have the ability, you and me alone!!" The old man screamed, disheveled, and under the protection of the remaining natives, struggling to escape.
"Your head is silly, I just bully you with fewer people, so what can you do!" Bai Xiaochun triumphantly repeated what he said before, and then slammed out and went straight to the old soul cultivator. .
All of a sudden, screams and howls came and went one after another.
Soon, all the fifty aboriginals died, but they would choose to explode when they died, and every time they exploded, the power was not small. Fortunately, Bai Xiaochun had paid attention to this, and the cold breath would disperse protection at any time. , After the fifty natives blew themselves up, they didn't kill a monk!
In fact, it would be easy to kill these fifty people at any cost, but Bai Xiaochun prevented the monks from doing this. He hoped that when he returned to the Great Wall, he would bring out a lot of people!
As a result, time slowed down a little bit. When the fifty-odd natives died, the old soul-cultivator was desperate, leaning on the giant ghost statue above his head, and rushed out like crazy.
But how could Bai Xiaochun let him rush out, seeing that he was left alone, Bai Xiaochun shook, and the moment approached, when his right hand was raised, his palm turned into a huge mountain, facing the old man's. The giant ghost statue, slapped hard.
With a bang, the old man spouted blood, and the giant ghost statue trembled even more. He was shot and flew out, and his body, under this strong force, was about to collapse and went straight to the ground.
"Give it to me, this statue is good, it's a treasure." Bai Xiaochun hurriedly spoke, and continued to chase the old man. Naturally, his cultivators flew out around him and caught the giant ghost statue.
On the earth, after the previous basin erupted, as the heavenly beast soul was taken away, the basin also collapsed, revealing a huge deep pit. The deep pit was filled with mist, and the scenery in the mist could not be seen from a distance.
At this moment, the old man was spraying blood, and after he fell, he landed next to the pit and laughed miserably. He felt that his internal organs nearly collapsed under the shocking blow of the opponent, and his soul power was like a mess, even the fire of life. All dimmed.
"I am the seventh disciple under the seat of the giant ghost king Lanhou, you dare to kill me, no matter where you are from, you will definitely die!!" The old man was completely desperate, only to threaten with pale words, the words almost just uttered. Bai Xiaochun approached in an instant, grabbed the old man's neck, waved his right hand, and regained the soul of the sky beast captured by the old man.
"What bullshit giant ghost king, I'm an officer and soldier!" Bai Xiaochun said slantingly, directly imposing a restriction on the old man, and after sealing it, he threw it to the coming monk.
"Take away!" (To be continued.)