Qi Ran glanced at Hui Wudi from afar, withdrew his gaze, rubbed his nose, and lowered his voice: "Actually, there is no need to bother at all. You can divide these millions of demons into eight piles, and discuss the ways and means of each one. The strong ones will Pick first, then take it away and toss slowly, depending on your vision and luck. No matter who hands the 'Son of the Abyss' falls into, his flesh will always rot in the pot, so there is no need to fight and kill!"
Wei Shiqi thought about it carefully and realized that what Qi Ran said was a feasible strategy. Since he couldn't tell where the "Son of the Abyss" was hiding, he might as well draw lots and gamble on his luck. However, the bloody battle lasted for a long time, and each one had his own master. The phrase "the meat rotted in the pot" had a profound meaning and seemed to have an ulterior motive. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, and casually asked: "How can we collect these many people without letting anyone slip through the net?" ?”
Qi Ran said: "General Han has also seen that there is something called a 'zhenzhu' in the abyss, which can hide soldiers. There are a few in the hands of the master of the abyss. It is not difficult to collect a hundred thousand people." Wei. Shiqi Dun remembered the "Black Rider of the Wheel", nodded slightly, and thought to himself, it seems that there is one of these pillars on hand.
The slaughter gradually stopped, blood and energy gathered, and the number of surviving monsters was less than 100,000. Each of them had a fierce look in their eyes, and they were breathing heavily. They gradually realized that they were surrounded by enemies on all sides and were in danger. If they continued to kill each other, no one would be spared. . Hui Wudi raised his right hand, and the cavalry behind him rushed out first, the sound of hooves rumbling. Although there were only a hundred cavalry, they had the momentum to sweep the world, encompass the whole world, and engulf the eight wastelands. According to the previous agreement, Qi Ran, An Ren, Mo Lan, Blue Beard, Li Shejiang, Deng Peo, and Song Qianzhi each sent their soldiers into the mountain of corpses and sea of blood to fight the final battle against the exhausted monsters. All the troops under his command were mobilized, but the generals stood still, their eyes as bright as stars, watching every move of the monster, looking for any clues about the "Son of the Abyss".
This battle was more fierce than before. The blood in the monster's body was steaming, and its strength surged. There were also strong men who had awakened their wisdom and rushed forward. They were full of ferocity. They raised their minions and fought in a melee with the incoming elite soldiers. They fought so hard that they could not bear to die, but they actually withstood the impact without collapsing at the first touch. A land with a radius of a hundred miles turned into a huge millstone of flesh and blood. The sky and the earth slowly rotated, grinding together. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and there were endless casualties. The ferocious energy soared into the sky, but was blocked by an invisible barrier and crashed back. , threw himself into the demonic object, and was enlightened. His courage and combat power suddenly increased, and he counterattacked crazily.
You come and I stand in a stalemate for a moment, a low roar resounds through the sky, the will of the abyss wakes up from its slumber, the aura of the demon with big arms and round waist changes, a lot of wisdom appears in the mind out of thin air, the fists and kicks suddenly have a plan, and the left hand is used , his right arm surged, and he gently and deftly grabbed a soldier's head. With a slight exertion of his fingers, the bones were exposed and broken, his brains flew out, and a stream of blood flew out and penetrated directly from his nose. The blood energy entered the body, contracted and swollen in the chest, and rushed into the palm of the hand along the meridians. The demon pressed his palm with his back, triggering a bloody thunderbolt to fall from the sky, lightning and stone fire, and the general named "King of Medicine" under Mo Lan's command. In the middle of the fight, his upper body exploded and he was seriously injured.
The King of Medicine was unusually strong and strong. Although half of his body was destroyed, a mouthful of blood did not dissipate. It surged out and transformed into seven blood rings. He clasped the remaining body and turned left and right. The flesh and blood flew back from all directions and condensed into shape again. One piece was missing, another piece was missing, it was scarred and miserable, but in the end a life was saved.
The "Son of the Abyss" is gifted with magical powers. As expected, Hui Wudi raised his eyebrows and was about to move but did not move. Mo Lan's slender figure turned into a shadow and shot out. He rushed into the enemy's formation alone, like a threat to thousands of people. Wherever the sharp blade passed, the monsters collapsed, flesh and blood flying, and no one could stop it in the slightest. Hui Wudi hesitated for a moment and did not join the fight. Even if Mo Lan subdued the "Son of the Abyss", he could not escape with him in full view of the public. After all, he had to go through a battle, and only the one who could outlast the others would laugh to the end. He had no doubt that only An Ren, who had an expressionless face and acted after making decisions, was qualified to compete with him. The rest were all mediocre people, so there was no need to care too much.
Qi Ran was amazed and said with a low smile: "Mo Lan is impatient. Even if he defeats the 'Son of the Abyss', he may not be able to grab it."
Wei Shiqi glanced at the demon and suddenly said: "Is that the legendary 'Son of the Abyss'?"
"Why, doesn't it look like it?"
Wei Shiqi hit the nail on the head and said: "It's too weak. Even Cang Gu Mi can compete with him if he steps forward."
Qi Ran burst into laughter, shook his head repeatedly and said, "General Han, you are so open-minded. After all, Lao Cang is also a general under Qi. It would be embarrassing if he could not defeat this 'Son of the Abyss'!"
"So, what's there to argue about?"
Qi Ranjie said: "General Han, don't underestimate this 'Son of the Abyss'. You see, as soon as he wakes up, he can trigger the bloody thunder and knock down the Medicine King in one fell swoop. This is called 'innate magical power'. It is unique. If With the nourishment of blood energy, the power of thunder can be increased several times."
"In a bloody battle, what is the use of such magical powers?"
Qi Ran said with a smile: "What General Han said is true. Bloody battles are protracted and life is precarious. The right way is to sharpen your bones, sharpen your claws and claws, and seize the blood. This kind of tribulation thunder magical power is very powerful and consumes a lot of money. It can't be used after a few times in a chaotic battle." It is indeed useless, but if you use it properly, you can also achieve miraculous effects." This is not a strong argument. In the battle at Baisuigu Guimenguan, Fan Bashan's subordinates Hu Madman and Sun Laizi joined forces to activate the blood relics and create a large-scale construction around a river. The article completely wiped out the Tudor vanguard army, and used the four words "use it properly" vividly and refreshingly.
Mo Lan was unstoppable, and in the time he spoke, he had already reached the "Son of the Abyss". Without saying a word, he punched straight into the middle palace. The "Son of the Abyss" roared loudly, and waved his fist to meet him, secretly activating his magical power. Before the fists could meet, three blood-red thunderbolts struck down in succession, lightning fast enough to hit Mo Lan's head.
The thunder was deafening, and the lightning wrapped around Mo Lan, but she seemed unaware, unwavering, and her fist did not slow down. She hit the opponent's fist in the center and swept across with great force. The "Son of the Abyss" trembled all over and froze. Standing still on the spot, there was a "crackling" sound in the body, the body was torn apart, countless blood mixed with violent energy dispersed and collapsed, and was submerged into other demonic objects.
The bloody thunderbolt flashed for a few breaths, then gradually faded away. Mo Lan was unscathed and stood proudly in the pool of blood. He snorted coldly: "Where is the 'Son of the Abyss'? It's just a test. You all took it wrong!"
It turns out that he was just a fake to hide his identity. The real "Son of the Abyss" was born in response to the will of the Abyss. How could he be killed by Mo Lan so easily with one punch! Hui Wudi's eyes flashed, he lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking about. An Ren had a dead face, folded his hands on his chest, and remained motionless. The generals were a little surprised, and they swept away their previous thoughts of underestimating the enemy and were secretly vigilant.
