Mingwudeng was proud, the strength of this group of cannon fodders is good, they should be able to cause a little damage to the silver-lined variegated dragon, if they are lucky, they may be able to lure the silver-lined variegated dragon into the trap. Although there is little hope, there is always a chance, and if they fail, they have nothing to lose.
"Crossing that hill ridge, you can see the silver-lined variegated dragon. You should contain it first, and then we will besiege it together."
Hai Miluo said: "We won't do it until we understand the situation clearly. A sixteenth-level alienated silver-lined variegated dragon is definitely not to be underestimated. Are all of your people here? Somewhere else. Is there any help?"
Mingwudeng's expression remained unchanged, and he secretly scolded Hai Miluo for being cunning, and said with a smile: "Of course there is no more, just like us, if there were too many people, we would have already started to attack, hehe."
Guo Shishi was a little puzzled. He found that the mountain ridge in front was not high, only a few dozen meters, and the fifteenth-level alienated beasts he had seen before were all over 100 meters tall and at least a thousand meters long. Move a little bit to shake the mountain on the spot, but the mountain ridge is quiet, it doesn't seem like there is a terrifying sixteenth-level alienation rune beast moving there.
Hai Miluo said lightly, "Let's talk about it later." He wouldn't foolishly lead someone to rush over to fight, even though there was a super-powerful expert hidden among them, he wouldn't be afraid to just rush over and fight.
Guo Twelve said, "I'll go check it out."
Li Ran said, "Let's go together." He was worried and let Guo Twelve go alone, and in a flash, he went to Guo Twelve's altar, sat cross-legged beside him, squeezed his eyes and said, "Let's go together, hehe. ,go together."
Haimiluo was a little relieved, if Guo Shishi went alone, he would be a little worried. With the strength of the sixteenth-level alienated talisman, the professionals of the sixth-level altar were also very dangerous in the past. If Li Ran followed him, then there was no need to worry.
The altar was instantly moved to the mountain ridge, Guo Shishi was very careful, he tried his best to control the fluctuation of his soul. There was a tree on the mountain ridge. He hid behind a few big trees and looked into the distance through the gap in the woods.
Behind the mountain ridge is a grassland similar to a swamp, with a large number of rich aquatic plants and countless ponds, and the scenery is very beautiful. At a glance, Guo Twelve saw the silver-lined variegated dragon, which was thousands of meters away.
"Damn, so pretty... so small?"
The silver-lined variegated dragon is only about 60 meters long. Only now did Guo Twelve know why it was called the Silver-Threaded Mottled Dragon. It had brilliant silver lines covering its body like vines, with patches of color in between, like petals growing on the vines, colorful. Unbridled display of its beauty.
Guo Shishi couldn't help but stay for a while: "It... can actually fly?" He saw the silver-lined variegated dragon floating in the air one meter above the ground. It was not crawling, but floating, floating leisurely on the grass. , not in the air, but in the water, the long tail swayed slightly, and the body rushed out for a certain distance.
There are traces of electric arcs beating from time to time on the silver-lined variegated dragon, and it is impossible to see clearly if you don't pay attention. Guo Twelve muttered to himself: "Damn it, Thunder? After the alienation of the blood dragon... Will it have the instinct of the Thunder? Damn it, how is this possible?"
Li Ran's face became serious, and he said, "Not good... This thing is difficult to deal with."
The two observed for a while, and Li Ran said, "Let's go back first."
Guo Shishi nodded and teleported back with Li Ran.
Hai Miluo and Feng Miluo asked in unison, "How is it?"
Guo Twelve gave a wry smile: "It's hard to do, after the alienation of that blood dragon, it turned out to be of the Thunder type... and it can fly." Everyone's faces became solemn. The dragon-type rune beast that dominates the ground, once it can fly, its strength can be at least doubled or even more than doubled, and the scalp is numb just thinking about it.
Hai Miluo asked, "Mingwu Lantern, have you ever fought with it?"
Mingwu Deng shook his head and said, "No..." He thought to himself: "We have all killed three ancestors and injured seven masters. The power of this thing is simply unexpected, hehe, let you touch it first, After a few people die, you go crazy."
Haimiluo shook his head slightly, Mingwudeng's words were very false, if they hadn't called, how could they go out to find help
Feng Miluo said, "You have almost no plans... We can't work together."
Guo Twelve was amused, he knew what Feng Miluo meant was to get rid of these guys who wanted to take advantage. Feng Miluo was also very unhappy with these guys. It could be seen that they had ulterior motives and unabashedly wanted them to be cannon fodder.
Mingwudeng's expression changed, and he said coldly, "You want to get rid of us when you find prey? Don't think too much of it."
Li Ran turned around suddenly and shouted, "Come out!"
Dozens of ancestor-level professionals emerged from not far away. There were seven or eight four-tier altars, and most of the others were five-tier altars. The leader was an eight-tier altar master.
Mingwu Lan laughed loudly and said: "It's amazing, to be able to find our people, haha!" He laughed proudly. The combined strength of this group of people is at least twice that of the professionals of the Gu Miluo family, and they are completely sure to kill each other. The only thing they miscalculated was that they didn't see through Li Ran, a guy who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.
The professionals of the Gu Ming family quickly surrounded, forming a circle.
Hai Miluo said coldly, "What are you going to do?" He was not afraid at all. With Li Ran around, these people were all idiots.
Mingwudeng bowed and saluted: "I have seen the ancestors."
The ancestor of the eight-story altar smiled and said: "Yes, Mingwu Lan, you have done a great job this time." He glanced at the professionals of the Gu Miluo family with contempt, and said lightly: "Two ways... One, To kill the silver thread variegated dragon, one, let us kill…”
Hai Miluo said, "You think... you've settled for us?"
The ancestors of the Gu Ming family burst into laughter. No one believed that the professionals of the Gu Miluo family could turn over. The strength gap between the two sides was obvious. Although an eight-level altar professional cannot completely suppress all of them, they still have a seven-level altar master, and a large group of senior professionals with overwhelming strength.
The ancestor of the eight-story altar said proudly: "You are right, we will eat you, I... The ancestor of the ancient Ming family, Ming Liang, an eight-story altar professional!" The eight-story hanging above his head The altar suddenly fell and turned into a huge altar. He slowly landed on the top of the altar, and a huge spiritual pressure spread.
Mingwu Lan laughed and said, "Two ways... you can choose! Hurry up, we don't have time to wait too long."
Guo Twelve sighed and said, "There are a lot of bastards in this world, and there are more unlucky ones."
Ming Liang, dressed in black, sat cross-legged on the altar. He looks like a thin middle-aged man, with a face covered in bones, like a skull, only a pair of eyes flashing with talisman light, the pupils are deep and bottomless, and the smile is very scary. He smiled and said: "Little guy, hehe, you are all those unlucky bastards, haha."
Guo Shishi said: "We may be unlucky, but you are a bunch of bastards... That's not wrong."
Ming Liang's eyes were like looking at a dead person. He said, "Give you a few minutes. If you still can't decide, don't blame me for being rude!"
Guo Shishi teased deliberately, "Why are you being rude?"
Ming Liang sneered and said: "I don't know what is dead or alive, you say another word... Believe it or not, I killed you!"
Guo Shishi suddenly had a very evil feeling in his heart. He glanced at Li Ran who was not far away, and said with a smile: "I don't believe it!"
Li Ran cursed inwardly, hurriedly issued a few spells, and quietly hit Guo Shishi's altar.
An unparalleled power followed the altar, passed Guo Shishi, and reached the moon blade. This force almost exploded the moon blade, so frightened that Guo Shishi and the handsome old man hurriedly controlled it.
Ming Liang didn't expect Guo Twelve to dare to do something to himself, so he couldn't help but get furious. He is a master of the eight-story altar, Guo Shishi's actions are full of contempt, not only challenging him, but also caring about him. As a super master of an eight-story altar, no one has ever dared to ignore his dignity so much.
At this moment, Ming Liang could not wait to smash Guo Shishi into ten thousand pieces, he said gloomily: "If you want to die... then it will be yours!"
A black rune light suddenly rose, and then it turned into the shape of a dragon python with open teeth and claws. It is the dragon python sword combined with the spirit. It is the unique transformation function of the eighth-grade sacrificial treasure. Its power is extremely powerful, far from being comparable to the sixth-grade sacrificial treasure of Guo Shishi. Li Ran quietly blessed.
As soon as the dragon python knife came out, the huge pressure caused a gust of wind, roaring and slashing at Guo Shishi.
Guo Twelve and the handsome old man were almost unable to hold on, and the handsome old man shouted: "Quick!" The violent power grew wildly on the moon blade, and he didn't know how big the power from Li Ran was, if it was not released again , they can't stand it anymore.
The moon blade swelled to nearly 200 meters long, and a golden-red light slashed away. The speed at which both sides launched is extremely fast, and the two sacrificial treasures collided in the blink of an eye. This is a head-to-head fight, nothing fancy, the competition is absolute strength. No one was optimistic about Guo Twelve, and even Hai Miluo couldn't help squinting his eyes. He didn't have time to rescue him at all.
A circle of red light, a circle of black light, as the dazzling light flashed, the violent airflow spread.
The loud explosion made everyone dizzy. The crowd was too close, and no one could resist such a violent impact, and they hurried back one by one.
Ming Liang and Guo Twelve were thrown backwards at the same time, and the two tried their best to control their altar. With the help of the handsome old man Guo Shishi, Gu Xiqiao's tentacles danced wildly, trying his best to eliminate the force of the impact, and the umbrella tower sacrificial treasure also slowly turned on Guo Shishi's head.