Doomsday Rise

Chapter 661, tragic victory (Part 1)

One after another, the flame talismans emitted green smoke and turned into raging flames in an instant, as if a drop of sparks fell into the burning oil. The terrifying flames instantly expanded to several miles, and hundreds of thatched houses were ignited at the same time. It was terrifying. The high temperature spread towards the outside, and the members of the Ping An team ran wildly in the direction away from the thatched house. They only felt the heat waves on their backs. The high temperature could engulf them at any time. It was not until they were more than thirty meters away from the flames that the temperature dropped slightly. .

Screams and angry sounds were heard, and were immediately drowned out by crackling explosions. Thatched huts exploded, and strips of shirtless indigenous people broke through the flames. The tattoos on their bodies shone with dazzling light under the burning of the flames, mysterious. The power exploded, making people run like flying in the flames.

"Bow and arrow!" Nie Pohu was shocked, but his face did not change at all. His bow was like a full moon, and he stared coldly at the fastest running native.

Not every indigenous people's tattoos have the ability to withstand high temperatures. Some indigenous people's tattoos are sparse, and other indigenous people's tattoos do not shine. These people rushed out of the thatched hut and ran a few meters away before being enveloped in flames and glowing. A horrible scream like a beast.

"Fire the arrow!"

More than a thousand arrows are followed by more than a thousand, and then more than a thousand. The three-round design can ensure continuous shooting without leaving any flaws. Even if the archers' shooting methods are uneven, they can make up for each other. .

There were loud screams, and the natives who rushed out of the flames were constantly hit by arrows and fell down. The vitality of the indigenous people is extremely strong. Many fallen indigenous people will pull out the arrows stuck in their bodies, get up and rush again. Those who cannot stand up will crawl on the ground. Unless they are shot in the heart, throat or between the eyebrows, as long as they have a breath, None of the natives would lie still on the ground.

Boom——

The central and largest thatched house exploded, and the flaming thatched grass shot out in all directions, passing through the void hundreds of meters in an instant. Nie Pohu, who had a keen sense of danger, only had time to lie down, and there was no time to issue a warning, sneer. The sound of chichi was loud.

Terrible energy passed through his back, and the robe made of the skin of a fourth-level monster instantly tore apart. After the strength passed, Nie Pohu quickly got up. There were loud banging sounds around him. At least three hundred members of the Ping An Team fell down. Their bodies were covered with tiny holes, spitting blood, and they were seemingly beaten. The soft thatch shoots into a sieve.

Important Thatched House There is an unusually tall aboriginal man with mysterious symbols painted all over his body. His face is colorful. It is impossible to tell whether his face is ugly or handsome, and it is even impossible to judge his age. A tidal wave of breath surged out, forming a vacuum within a radius of ten meters, and the burning flame was extinguished in an instant.

After this indigenous man appeared, the remaining indigenous people who were still alive seemed to have received some kind of call. New power burst out from within their bodies, and their combat effectiveness doubled in an instant.

His eyes were faintly red, and the evil energy was like a flood. Even with Nie Pohu's cultivation level, he couldn't help but have difficulty breathing.

"Luoluo, Luoluo, Luoluo!" The indigenous people in the center roared, and the sound was like a lion's roar and a tiger's roar, which shook the surrounding areas. All the natives shouted, looking crazy, without any emotion, only killing.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"

The sharp arrows shot at the indigenous people could only hit one arrow. The indigenous people ignored the arrows stuck in their bodies and rushed into the Ping An warriors. The palms of their hands were the most powerful weapons. With one palm strike, the Ping An warriors appeared from the left shoulder to the right. A bloodstain appeared, and the next moment, the body split into two parts. The upper half fell to the ground, and the lower half stood for a few seconds before falling.

Many of the Heian team were sharp archers, and they shot the throats, hearts, eyebrows and other vital points of the indigenous people. What shocked them was that these indigenous people did not die immediately as usual, but had more than a dozen more shots in stock. They fell to the ground within seconds. Ten seconds was enough for them to kill one or even two Ping An soldiers.

"Abandon the bow, use the sword, sacrifice the shield!" Tang Dingdong shouted loudly, taking over Nie Pohu's command position. Nie Pohu aimed at an indigenous man with five colorful feathers on his head, and was launching a fierce attack. Fight. This native passed through the flames without burning his feathers.

"Luoluo——"

The indigenous people in the center should be the leaders of this tribe. I don’t know if the leader is called a chief in the indigenous world. When he let out that unidentifiable roar for the second time, he just yelled, turned his head suddenly, and his two eyeballs were as big as those of a cow, shooting out two scarlet rays of light.

Ding! Ding!

The swift arrows were shot down by the light, and the hidden chain of arrows were also shot down, erupting into a dazzling spark.

"Wow——"

The chief kicked hard, and the ground cracked, spreading like a spider web, and the energy overflowed, dividing the burning flame into pieces.

The chief flew away into the sky, and when he flew more than twenty meters, he was shrouded in darkness. A vague figure appeared, putting away a bow that exuded a cold aura. The movement seemed slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning. Liu Wei'an's face was shrouded in black mist, and his expression could not be seen clearly. Only his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he punched out.

Boom——

The chieftain hit the ground like a meteorite. The previously cracked ground expanded ten times, and it sunk deep into a radius of tens of meters.

Liu Wei'an didn't feel better either. He rushed more than fifty meters into the sky, his inner breath surged, and he almost went retrograde. He was shocked in his heart. This was the first time he encountered an evenly matched opponent after his great improvement in skill.

"Come again!" When he reached the highest point, Liu Wei'an paused for a moment, and then fell like a meteor, hitting the chief hard.

The energy soared into the sky, and the flames flew outward like fire dragons. They slowly disappeared during the flight. The raised dust obscured the view. Only two shadows could be vaguely seen moving quickly, and the surrounding thatched houses were one after another. It exploded, and the wood used to support the structure was shot in all directions. The charred corpses exposed on the ground were all indigenous people who had no time to escape.

"kill--"

The battle outside the flames has entered a fever pitch. The combat effectiveness of the Ping An team is at the top of the pyramid in Black Dragon City, and the five thousand people selected are the top of the top. Their combat effectiveness should represent the strongest force, but facing the indigenous people, three to four are still needed. To remain undefeated.

There was no way to count how many indigenous people there were. Some were killed by flames and others were killed by arrows. About 500 people rushed out, but they smashed the 5,000-strong Ping An team into pieces, and each of them fought independently.

The petite figure fell from the treetops, and the cold sword flashed through a bright light, slitting towards the neck of the indigenous people. The indigenous people didn't care about Lu Yan's attack at all, and the fists containing terrifying power blasted towards Lu Yan like a cannon. If his abdomen was hit, he was afraid that Lu Yan would be penetrated.

laugh--

The blade touched the indigenous man, and the rough skin suddenly lit up with dazzling runes. The runes contained magical power, making the skin as hard as gold and stone. The corners of the native's mouth cracked, showing a cruel smile, and his fist suddenly accelerated. Just when it touched Lu Yan's abdomen, a strong killing intent flashed in Lu Yan's extremely calm eyes.

The blade vibrated hundreds of times in an instant, and the high-frequency vibration turned into an indescribable tearing force. The blade flashed and blood splashed three feet. Lu Yan flew away and was fighting fiercely with the second indigenous man. , the tall body of this indigenous man was just as heavy as ever. His red eyes returned to normal, a look of disbelief flashed through them, and slowly turned gray.

boom!

The fists and head swelled, and the head exploded instantly, like a broken watermelon, white and red splattered all over the ground. The aboriginal man opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and the red eyes became a little richer. At this moment, the body Suddenly, he lowered his head and saw the tip of a sword. There was a trace of confusion on his face, as if he was wondering how this sword could appear in his body.

The tip of the sword stirred several times hatefully, and was drawn out with a trace of blood. The native turned his head with all his strength. When he saw the owner of the sword clearly, all his strength faded away like a tide, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Tang Dingdong rushed towards the next aboriginal with an expressionless face. Her fighting ability may not be as good as that of the aboriginals, but she was very good at holding weapons. The sword in her hand was a gold weapon.

"Xiaoxiao, catch it!" the black-faced god shouted, and the flying natives shot towards Tong Xiaoxiao like cannonballs.

Tong Xiaoxiao was fighting with an aboriginal man. Hearing this, without looking back, he hit the aboriginal man on the head accurately with an eight-petal plum blossom hammer and a dragon swinging its tail.

when--

With loud crashes, the aborigine's head was defeated by the eight-petal plum blossom hammer, split open and died.

On the battlefield, one could constantly see the spray of blood and the terrifying light of swords, accompanied by the screams before death. The battle lasted only ten minutes, and there were more than a thousand corpses lying on the ground, most of which were soldiers of the Ping An team.

laugh--

The central battlefield suddenly separated, and Liu Wei'an's feet plowed a deep trench more than 20 meters long on the ground. In comparison, the Chief is a bit miserable.

The left arm was gone, and a blazing flame emerged from the fracture and slowly extinguished. The chief's eyes were angry, and Yangtian let out a roar, which sounded like the cry of a lone wolf in the night.

Liu Wei'an didn't feel anything at first, but when the whole world shook, his expression changed drastically, "No, it's calling for a monster -" it turned into a bolt of lightning, and regardless of the lack of balanced breath, launched a violent storm of attacks.

In the depths of this space, a crack suddenly appeared, and monsters rushed out one after another. Giant pigs with hyena teeth, triangular yak, three-tailed foxes, black-armored demon wolves...the number became more and more, and the earth trembled.

"Fat Dragon, listen to the order and stop the monster for at least five minutes." Tang Dingdong gave the order without any doubt.

"Got it." Fei Long, who had not made any move, didn't know whether he understood the meaning of Five Minutes, and strode towards the running monster. Ten seconds later, the distance between the two quickly shrank to 20 meters.

"Get out!" Fei Long shouted, clapped his palms, and a burst of energy shot out.

boom!

The triangular yak that was the first to explode exploded, and the minced meat shot out in all directions. It seemed like a rain of blood fell within a radius of tens of meters. The monsters behind were shocked. After a moment of pause, their eyes were stimulated by the smell of blood in the air. Red, the speed suddenly increased.

"Fuck them all!" Fat Dragon raised his hands high, and then lightning struck the ground.

(Tianjin)

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