boom!
When he smashed the celadon flower bowl that kept talking so much, Boll's fat face showed extreme impatience: "I've had enough of these unkillable fleas. What is it that I want? where?"
"They should be in front." Hawkeye Shaq replied.
In front of him was a small amount of yellow sand flying, turning into a golden arrow, pointing far away.
If it weren't for some weird things to block the way from time to time here, maybe they have already arrived.
"Then hurry up!" Boll strode forward.
A candlestick suddenly jumped out: "Don't try to steal anything from here!"
Ball's eyelids rolled: "Oh, hell, it's my favorite sterling silver candlestick. Have you even come to oppose me?"
The sterling silver candlestick shook his body: "This is not surprising, because it is stained with the blood of your beloved old patriarch. After you inserted me into his throat, my body was stained with his anger. The blood, turned into a flame of revenge, is waiting for this moment."
"What are you talking about?" Several sand people stared at the candlestick in surprise.
"Ah! Damn it!" Ball patted his forehead: "I should have melted you away."
"If I had done it by Chikin, you might have done it," the candlestick replied.
A guard looked at Bohr angrily: "You said that the old patriarch was killed by the human race."
"Yes, I did say that, just as you said you will always be loyal to me." Bohr roared impatiently.
The guard shook his head.
He looked a little confused, didn't know what to do, and could only step back step by step.
This may be his way of compromise.
But Ball is obviously not satisfied with this.
"You shouldn't be on both ends. To give up loyalty is betrayal." Bohr stretched out his big hand.
His movements are not fast, but with such a distant move, the guard has automatically flown into his hands.
Squeezing his throat, Ball said, "I have admired you, but you are still too stupid."
Then he squeezed his throat.
"Oh!" The candlestick yelled, covering his eyes, "This is too cruel!"
"The crueler ones are still behind." Pol said, shooting towards the candlestick, and squeezing it in his hand.
But soon, the silver candlestick appeared again.
It floated in the air: "You can't kill me!"
"I can, after I leave here, I will burn the place clean, all the dead here will be reduced to ashes!" Bohr snorted coldly.
"No!" There was a sharp howl from the castle.
Candlesticks, brooms, desk clocks, pianos, dishes, knives and forks, as well as tea cups and water bottles all charged towards Boll.
Although they were crushed the next moment, the constant rebirth made Boll annoyed.
"Go away! You damn bits and pieces!" Boll cried out impatiently, and a huge sandstorm suddenly rose, swept the surrounding area, and all the bits and pieces that were close to him were crushed into dust.
This terrible dust storm will never go away, and those projected lives will never get close to him.
So he walked in the direction pointed by the eagle eye in such a big manner, his movement was so great that the sneak attack was basically a delusion.
So when he came to the end of the upper corridor and saw Shi Mingfeng and Zhu Baiyu standing together, even he himself didn't feel surprised.
He said: "I wanted to give you a surprise, but the odds and ends delayed me for too long. It's really annoying."
Shi Mingfeng smiled: "I think they helped you... I originally planned to give you an anti-surprise."
Ball squinted his eyes: "Listen to what you mean, as if you already knew the news of my coming?"
Zhu Baiyu hummed: "This is not strange, no one is stupid."
Boll's face flicked, and a wave of invisible anger rose up: "But you treat me as an idiot, don't you? You used that inferior method to deceive me."
Zhu Xianyao sneered: "If it wasn't for some bastards who lied to you before and raised your threshold of being fooled, this technique would have been most suitable for you."
"Roar!" Boll roared.
Zhu Xianyao's words successfully angered him, his anger seemed to be the source of his power, and even the dust storm surrounding him was suddenly violent several times, brushing the ground and expanding towards the people in front.
Shi Mingfeng raised his hand, the breeze came slowly, the rain fell, and the disturbing rain fell. At the same time, Zhu Baiyu also shot, and the bloody brilliance spread, together with the breeze and rain, to block the raging sandstorm.
At this time, Boer's strength can be seen. Although it is one-to-two, and one of them is of the blood of the Demon Emperor, Boer is not in the slightest.
The sandstorm raged wildly, and they even fought with the two. Everywhere the storm is, everything is broken, and the life of those talking objects or the entire castle building are shattered and shattered in the confrontation, but they are reborn again. The small half of the projection space is thus caught in the cycle of birth and death.
However, the blood of the Demon Emperor is the blood of the Demon Emperor after all, if such a confrontation continues, Boll will not be able to defeat the two together.
The problem is that he is not alone in the Sha tribe.
At the moment when the three of them collided to the most intense moment, another sand tribe made a move, and it was also in the Shaking Light Realm. The combination of the two sand tribes shaking the light suddenly increased the power of the sandstorm, and Shi Mingfeng and Zhu Baiyu also immediately felt tremendous pressure. .
Seeing this situation, Baleyuan and Zhao Jingwen also shot at the same time, as did the Sands.
The battle is like this. As long as it unfolds, it is a process of continuous investment. The more the battle gets worse, it will not end until everyone is involved and the winner is determined.
Su Chen didn't plan to join the battle group just like that.
At the beginning of the battle, he backed away.
"Where are you going? Do you want to escape without participating in the battle?" Zhu Xianyao asked after coming over.
Her attention has been on Su Chen's body all the time.
"Of course it is to find the secret of Capios." Su Chen replied while leaving from another direction.
"Leave everyone behind and go find the secret store by yourself?" Zhu Xianyao followed, surprised.
"Yes." Su Chen replied confidently as he walked: "This is nothing surprising. Don't forget that this is our goal. The outcome of the battle is sometimes not so important. The important thing is whether we have achieved our goals. We are not here to kill Boll, but to get the Vault. If you can't get the Vault, it doesn't make sense to win Boll. On the contrary, as long as you get the Vault, you will win even if you lose."
"It's a good thing, it's not just hiding your selfishness that you want to swallow!" Zhu Xianyao said loudly.
"On the contrary, this is what Shi Mingfeng and I have agreed upon. You can call me out to find the secret now. Seeing that Shi Ming Summit will not stop me. No, he will not, but Boll may Come to stop me."
Zhu Xianyao was stunned: "How could this be? He is not afraid of you embezzling benefits?"
Su Chen smiled: "Of course I am not afraid. Among all the people here, the only person he can trust is probably me."