Fan Bashan commanded thousands of blood shadows to strike together. The force was so powerful that the bluestones within a seven-foot radius melted away. As far as the eye could see, there was a stone wall as smooth as glass. The heat disappeared as soon as it was released, and it immediately shrank deep into the cave. Only wisps of warmth spread outside, swaying unsteadily. As he expected, the bluestone was just a blinding object, and the real owner was hiding very deeply and refused to reveal the truth easily.
Fan Wei opened his nose, sniffed the scent, thought for a moment with his eyelids drooped, then flicked his finger, and a wisp of blood flew out from his fingertips, falling down to the hole like silk. He could use this to get a glimpse of the reality and lure the thing to take the bait. The cave is unfathomable, with threads of blood hanging down thousands of feet without touching the bottom. The blood of the Lord of the Abyss is so strong, even though it is like a strand of gossamer, it is worth thousands of ordinary monsters. That thing has been dormant underground for many years and has long been hungry. I was so thirsty that I couldn't stand the temptation, so I jumped up and rolled up most of the blood streaks with just one roll. I ate it cleanly and then turned around and retreated into the crypt.
Fan Wei rolled his eyes and was quite surprised. This ray of blood seemed to be delicate, but in fact it was indestructible. He was swallowed by the opponent in one gulp and had no power to resist. Gaya's words of "breaking the realm of blood and energy and surrendering the master of the abyss" may not be false. . His heart became eager, he turned his palms to take out thirty-six blood relics, and threw them into the air. The relics whirled around and suddenly flew to the entrance of the cave, forming two circles, one in the inner circle and two in the outer circle. Twelve, turning left and right, a suction force was faintly generated, pulling the thing out.
After waiting attentively for a moment, the blood relic rattled and spun slowly and slowly, overwhelmed. Fan Wei frowned and squeezed out a drop of sticky blood essence from his fingertips. It bounced into the circle and exploded into a cloud of blood mist. It was all gone in a moment. The thirty-six blood relics received help, stabilized the formation, rotated in circles, and pushed and pulled again. They went back and forth in a stalemate for more than a hundred breaths. After all their essence and blood were exhausted, they still returned without success.
Fan Bashan watched with cold eyes. It was obviously impossible to drag the thing out of the crypt with the help of thirty-six blood relics alone. There might be a chance to lure it with the massive amount of blood essence. Seeing that Fan Wei had been pondering for a long time and had no good ideas, he asked tentatively: "Sir, is blood sacrifice feasible?"
Fan Wei blew out two streaks of white air from his nostrils and snorted coldly: "Blood sacrifice? That thing has a huge appetite, and it's not enough to fill all the heads in Fengping Valley!" He used the bloodshot to spy and noticed whether the thing was square or round. It is round and angular, and looks similar to a blood relic. It is several times bigger in size. It swallows the blood without restraint. It seems that it has not recovered from the weakness. Its strength is still weak, but fortunately it has not recovered. When it was at its peak, How to surrender!
The test was over, and it was time to see how a certain family's methods were. Fan Wei secretly activated the blood energy all over his body, raised his right hand and made a weak grab. His five fingers were red, and the blood energy spurted out, condensing into a ferocious big hand, and plunged straight into the underground cave. Rushing forward thousands of feet, with lightning speed, he caught the thing firmly. In an instant, the blood and energy in his body could not be locked up, like a flood from a broken embankment, pouring out thousands of miles. The thing received a huge amount of blood and energy out of thin air, and its aura surged. Fan Wei was distracted by two things, one side of the body was holding on to his original essence, and the other side was competing for the blood and energy. That thing was caught out of the crypt.
The ground rumbled, shock waves swept through the Fengping Valley, the frozen soil cracked, and streaks of smoke rose into the sky, swaying like giant pillars, blocking out the sky and the sun, and making a huge noise. The birth of the divine object was indeed extraordinary. The Fengping Valley was afraid that there would be chaos for a while. Seeing that the master had no time to distract, Fan Bashan quietly retreated, summoned a confidant, and ordered him to pass on the order, and the generals would restrain their troops. , stick to your station and do not act rashly.
A few hours later, the wind and snow in the North suddenly subsided, and the Fengping Valley was shrouded in smoke and dust, which was clearly visible from thousands of miles away. Such a big movement cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of those who are interested. The Lord of the North, Xigou, stood in the void and stared at it for a long time. He was a little undecided. Fan Kui pointed his troops directly at Fengping Valley. He must have something to ask for, a divine object. It makes sense to be born. He had the intention to get involved, but he was also afraid of falling into the other party's trap. On normal days, regardless of whether he is real or not, he will mobilize his army and fight a battle first. However, when the bloody battle sweeps across the abyss and the general enters the world, the subsequent fighting will only become more and more brutal. Every ounce of power cannot be wasted, even if it is The Lord of the Abyss may also fall.
Just when he was hesitating, something suddenly moved in Lang Jigou's heart. He turned around and saw an army of monsters swarming in. The black mass rolled over the frozen soil and ice fields, and they rushed straight towards the Fengping Valley with a fierce momentum. A streak of red light and a streak of green light stirred up. Despite the sudden changes in the situation, he made no secret of his fighting spirit. This is when the general led the monsters to attack Fengping Valley. The life energy and the strange energy merged into one, which has become a climate. It must not be underestimated. Lang Jigou frowned slightly and quietly disappeared. He ordered Qianzhi Songzhi to gather his troops and horses, and slowly concealed himself towards Fengping Valley. He waited until the general and Fan Wei were both injured in the fight, and then moved with his camera.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you seize it well, you can decide the outcome in one battle.
When Fan Bashan heard that the general was coming, he watched from a distance for a moment. He didn't recognize the Zangbing general, but he recognized Fan Wei. On that day, Fan Wei spread a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in the cave of the Zangbing cave to create the town pillar, which was obviously destroyed. How come Fan Yu still exists in the world, his muscles and bones condensed, and he can stay forever if he has lost his roots? Where did that guy get the opportunity to make a comeback and become his enemy?
He did not bother to disturb Fan Wei, but mobilized his troops and horses to rush out of Fengping Valley, set up a battle array, and engage in a battle with the opponent. The two clinker generals moved to the left and right, and the Chinese army killed a group of monsters. At the head was a silverback gorilla, holding a powerful bullhead, and a little girl standing on the shoulder, with thin arms and thin legs, screaming loudly, It was the little master of Nanming, Guan Dachun, Lishan Qiao, Kong Jiuxiao, Lou Kushan and Lou Kuhe, who followed closely behind them and ran headlong into the monster army.
Fan Bashan could not help but twitch when he saw the real thing. Although the abyss monsters are fierce, they are not accustomed to formations and cannot advance or retreat. Fighting with thousands of troops and horses is nothing but child's play. With the courage of blood and spirit, they cannot last for a hundred breaths. Such simple truths, How could the town general not understand? Could it be that he was being forced to act as cannon fodder? How can any cannon fodder work so hard like a chicken?
The roar resounded through the sky, and Nanming's little master ran into the enemy's formation first. Suddenly, the ground was rippled, and black smoke billowed under the frozen soil. Hundreds of foreign objects appeared out of the sky. Wherever they passed, the blood of the monsters lost control, bleeding from their seven orifices, and they stood frozen on the spot. The monsters took the opportunity to go on a killing spree, slaughtering the enemy troops like melons and vegetables, and wantonly stealing blood. Fan Bashan was secretly surprised. It turned out that the two generals had hidden a secret, subdued the foreign objects from the outside and acted as a surprise army. No wonder they were so generous!
Fan Wei's soldiers and horses fought from the far west to Fengping Valley. There were more than a thousand bloody battles, large and small. I had never seen such a strong wind. After a moment of confusion, they stabilized their position and formed a formation to counterattack. Fan Yu and the Tibetan soldiers immediately attacked from the left and right, inserting themselves into the enemy formation like sharp knives. Their momentum was like breaking through bamboo and unstoppable.
The general should not underestimate the enemy. Fan Bashan hesitated for a moment, shook his shoulders, turned into a blood shadow, disappeared among thousands of troops, and went straight to the Tibetan soldiers to attack the general. Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first, capture the king. Although the enemy is strong, as long as the leader of the general is defeated, the troops and horses under his command will naturally fall apart and disperse. Fan Bashan has experienced the last round of bloody battles, and he knows all the joints. Get straight to the point as soon as you take action.
General Zangbingzhen mounted a one-horned Wu Yanzui and held an eight-edged armor-piercing spear. He rushed left and right, and was killing heartily. Suddenly, a strange feeling hit his heart. He did not hesitate to backhand and swung half of the spear. The circle was completely swept away. Thousands of blood shadows appeared out of thin air and rushed from all directions. Their auras were so sharp that it was impossible to tell whether they were real or fake for a while.
