I don't know if Wang Huan outside has his own independent thinking, but what he said is exactly what I wanted to say. If, I don't know, it is a puppet, maybe I will regard him as my twin brother who has the same mind as me.
Su Zixuan nodded to me: "I believe you, and I also believe that the detective outside has followed the wrong person."
Did you follow the wrong person
Sometimes these four words carry so much weight!
When I silently looked at the projection, the drums on the command platform sounded again. All the breezes turned their heads and re-arranged to wait. Thousands of troops gathered together, the war drums urged the formation, and the fighting spirit of the detective hand increased steadily.
I don’t know who was the first to throw away the wine bowl. Thousands of white porcelain bowls were thrown into the sky and rolled to the ground. They fell into snow-white broken porcelain and slid out everywhere.
Countless Qingfeng knew that the next moment they would be shattered into pieces like those wine bowls, but they raised their heads amidst the frantic beating of the drums. That was the last dignity of Qingfeng, even if this dignity has never been respected by others.
The formation drums on the podium stopped suddenly, and an earth-shattering killing sound erupted from Tan Shen's hands!
"Killing" the first phalanx ran as fast as a tidal wave overflowing a levee, pushing thousands of miles across and rushing toward the first step of the stairs with unstoppable force.
"Kill" The killing sound in the valley was also loud, and countless figures roared out of the valley, like a waterfall, rushing down the mountain.
When I saw clearly the thousands of troops fighting out of the Forgotten Valley, I couldn't help but take a breath: "That's... is that a special force?"
I read it right. The people who rushed down from the valley were the special forces lost in the forgotten land. However, they had changed from one to hundreds. Each of them had been copied hundreds or even hundreds of times. They did not have uniform uniforms. Just a piece of knee-length linen wrapped around his waist. However, this kind of attire not only did not make them any less imposing, but instead gave them a wild and fierce look from ancient times.
Hundreds of identical people charging together, the visual shock alone is enough to make people dizzy, let alone fighting with them
After just being stunned for a moment, the rushing vanguard detective took steps again, and countless puppets also accelerated their charge at the same time.
I watched as the two phalanxes gradually approached each other on the second platform. I thought they would draw out their weapons and slash wildly, but I didn’t expect the puppets to swoop down from the valley and suddenly pull out charges one after another from behind. * Guns suddenly dispersed from their formation and fired wildly. The Detective Hand who rushed up from the mountain also fired back fiercely with a firearm.
The two sides were shooting at each other from a distance of less than fifty meters. Between the two fire snakes flashing wildly, dazzling blood flew in the air. The two square formations were like pieces of paper close to the fire source, and they were visible to the naked eye. The speed is constantly lost, but no matter how uneven the front becomes, the rear formation is still as neat as a knife.
Su Zimo shouted sharply: "Yin Qingquan, that bastard, he used soul-destroying wine. He didn't want those people to survive."
Su Zixuan said coldly: "I will not kill Yin Qingquan as long as I live, and I swear that I will not be a human being."
I don't know what "soul-destroying wine" is, but judging from Qingfeng's state, he has completely lost his mind.
No matter how brave an army is, it is impossible for them to keep charging despite the roaring muzzles of the opponent's guns, knowing that they are armed with fierce weapons.
Yin Qingquan was using the breeze to consume his opponent's firepower. As a general, you can sacrifice yourself for the sake of victory, but deliberately arranging sacrifices to get rid of Qingfeng is a shameful thing.
I took a deep breath and then said in a deep voice: "Why are there firearms over there with the nine-tailed fox?"
Qingqiu Fox sneered and said: "What we nine-tailed foxes want to get can't get anything? Those are a batch of firearms from the Second World War. The main body must have confused a certain World War II army and took away their weapons. However, I guess This batch of firearms in his hand should be extremely limited, and they will be gone if they are all used up."
I frowned and said, "How many people can the nine-tailed fox copy
Qingqiu Fox shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but it's certainly not infinite. The people copied from the original body will always be consumed, but I just don't know..."
Qingqiu Fox didn't finish her words. I knew what she wanted to say. What she meant was: I don't know who will be exhausted first, the detective hand or the nine-tailed fox.
In the short moment when Qingqiu Hu and I were talking, one phalanx of the Detective Hand had been completely wiped out, and gurgling blood was still flowing down the mountain. The second phalanx of the Detective Hand was heading towards the top of the mountain amidst the sound of war drums. Crazy push. The second wave of puppets swooped down.
This time, both sides had no firearms, and they began to engage in hand-to-hand combat. Countless figures were entangled in one place, and they fell down constantly as the swords were raised and fell. The mountains were covered with shouts of killing and shocking blood rain.
The second-level platform soon could no longer hold the corpses lying on the ground. The blood-stained corpses were like water overflowing from the gate, falling down in pieces and clumps.
"Wrong!" I said in a deep voice: "The tactics of the Detective are wrong. This is obviously adding fuel to the situation. When will we be able to push people to the mouth of the valley?"
Qingqiu Hu shook his head and said: "You are talking about fighting, not killing the gods! Look at the detective hand yourself."
Qingqiu Hu changed the projection slightly, and I saw a large number of sect disciples mobilizing frequently near the command platform. They seemed to be forming a formation, but they were somewhat undecided as to what formation they should form. It looks like they are showing how to weave through the formation.
I couldn't help but frown and said, "What are they doing?"
Qingqiu Fox said: "It seems that you still don't understand the Detective Hands. The reason why they can travel between various restricted areas is because they master the "Detective Art" that is enough to make gods and demons afraid."
Qingqiu Hu said: "Let's put it this way! The limit of being able to enter and exit the prefecture-level restricted area with personal force alone. If the detectives are given enough space to arrange their troops, they can use formations to break through the heaven-level restricted area. It's just that. , many restricted areas do not have enough space for them to perform."
Qingqiu Hu said: "As far as I know, the Detective Hand has once broken through the heaven-level restricted area. Yin Qingquan seems to be using tactics to keep pushing forward. In fact, he is testing the position of his body. As long as he finds it, If given the chance, he can force the main body out of the land of oblivion."
"Is this possible?" I frowned and said to myself, "You can't see anything in the valley!"
"Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean they can't see it!" While Qingqiu Fox was speaking, the Detector Hand had already come out three times in a row, and all the breeze surged up the mountain ridge in an instant, fighting with the puppets coming down the mountain. In one place, they counterpressed the opponent's camp and pushed forward toward the valley.
I was surprised: "Is this the Nine-tailed Fox's puppet that is going to be exhausted?"
"That's not right!" Qingqiu Hu shook his head and said, "This is the main body playing hard to get. She must have seen the intention of the detective hand. She is preparing to lead the opponent into the valley and annihilate it in one fell swoop."
"But..." I originally wanted to say: Isn't the nine-tailed fox afraid of exposing his position? The words reached my lips but I swallowed them back.
The nine-tailed fox wouldn't be that stupid. If she dared to put her divine hand into the Forgotten Valley, she would have the ability to annihilate her opponent without making a move.
Qingfeng is over!
I originally wanted to ask Qingqiu Fox to save Qingfeng's life, but I didn't know how to say it.
Qingqiu Fox is also planning on the true form of Nine Tails, and sacrificing the God-Detecting Hand is probably part of Qingqiu's plan. Unless I have a way to impress Qingqiu Fox, or I have enough chips to make her tempted, I can't let him. Qingqiu Fox stopped planning.
I quietly glanced at Qingqiu several times, but she kept staring at the projection. She was telling me with her actions to stop talking.
I could only turn my head and look at the projection!
The phalanx of the Detective Hands disappeared behind the valley entrance one after another, and the shouts of killing in the valley became more and more intense. The entire valley was like a huge sound concentrator, gathering thousands of people's killing cries and sending them up into the sky. The entire Xingxiu Sea seemed to tremble slightly at the killing sounds.
But I soon discovered that something was wrong. The sound of the battle between the two armies should be getting lower and lower, but why did the sound in the valley get higher and higher? In the end, it turned out to be thousands of people shouting in unison at the same frequency.
Qingqiu Hu said in a deep voice: "The manpower invested is still not enough! Those people were held back by the main body."
I was shocked: "Can a nine-tailed fox confuse so many people at once?"
"It definitely won't work in other places, but maybe she can do it in the Forgotten Valley." Qingqiu Hu said solemnly: "No, we have to find a way to break the formation. Wang Huan, can you bring a helicopter over and bombard it?" Forgotten Valley?”
"No!" I shook my head slightly and said, "We are exploring the gods, not to destroy the Mythical Forbidden Zone. The things in the Forgotten Valley are the most valuable treasures in the Nine-Tails Forbidden Zone, and there is no way the higher-ups will allow me to blow up the valley. Besides... "
I paused and said, "Besides, if the Detective Hand is still inside, he shouldn't die."
As I spoke, Qingqiu Hu and I looked at each other, and the sparkle in the other person's eyes also flashed away. Qingqiu Hu probably wanted to control me, but he changed his mind midway. idea.
Qingqiu Hu pondered for a moment and then said: "Wang Huan, you just said something, and I want to return it to you intact, 'Where to go, you have to choose yourself.' There are only one chance to choose some things. If you miss it, I'm afraid you will be dead." Won't come again."
I looked at Qingqiu Hu coldly and said, "What do you mean?"
"Look over there!" As Qingqiu Fox spoke, a team suddenly appeared in the projection. This group of people did not advance from the front of the Forgotten Valley, but hung in the valley like a group of geckos with the strength of their limbs. On the nearby rock wall, I quietly approached the edge of the valley top.
"Ye Xun!"
The person I saw was Ye Xun, and there were hundreds of Ye Xuns stuck on the mountain wall. Except for their clothes, every one of them looked exactly like Ye Xun.
Qingqiu Hu said lightly: "Wang Huan, there are four Baiye Xun over there. Can you guess whether there is Ye Xun's true form among them?"