Chapter Eighty-Five: The Death of Niu Killing

With all his strength, the internal breath of the middle-grade martial artist in Niu Chuxiong's body only lasted for just a dozen seconds, and it was completely exhausted.

These formations seemed to have an inexplicable suction, and in the second half, they almost forcibly "evacuated" him, and rushed towards the rapid influx of various energy gems.

Countless fine formations started from the position touched by Niu Chop's hands, and the exact light blue light lit up.

Then, three piles of energy gems in the three grooves suddenly exploded in the light.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the sound of three explosions that resounded in the sky, all the energy gems in the groove instantly liquefied, and quickly vaporized, turning into three colorful pillars of light that were the thickness of an arm's arm, rushing straight towards the dome a hundred meters above.

Niu Chuxiong's whole person was "hit" by the shock wave generated by the explosion and flew out more than ten meters, directly smashing the courtyard wall of the small mansion, and roared at Yan Siguang with a shocked face: "This kind of movement, how the fuck can I hide it!"

Yan Siguang smiled in the headphones: "It's so loud, I heard it here." If you can't cover it, you can run quickly!"

The black-faced Niu Chopping Male endured the sore bones and meridians of his whole body, turned over and ran in a random direction, while shouting at the black fat man in the earphones: "You unreliable guy, Lao Tzu will be killed by you sooner or later! What is that just now, did it succeed?"

Yan Siguang's voice paused for a few seconds before it sounded again: "Hmm, I'm using sound waves and light and shadow to measure distance, what are you talking about?"

"I said, 'It's done!' No! There ??."

"Oh oh oh!" Yan Siguang's voice seemed to be noisier than here, and he replied after a while: "It's successful, you did a good job." Now run quickly, if that guy finds out, the first one will kill you!"

"You still need to say, I ran away a long time ago. ”

Hearing the word "success", Niu Choxiong finally put his mind at ease, and kept running in the opposite direction, and from time to time he frequently looked back at the three colorful huge pillars of light in the air: "Lao Tzu can actually make such a big formation, and the way of your formation is really amazing." ”

As he spoke, a white shadow suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye.

What is it?!

As soon as doubts arose, a huge pure white figure suddenly appeared in front of this great butler of the Hidden Dragon Yuan.

The body is snake-tailed, with seven arms of different shapes behind his back, and a huge snake in his hands on his chest.

The eyes are upside down, the eyes are four and four eyelids, the nose is large and the mouth is wide, and the eyebrows are red.

The true body of the ancestral witch - "Houtu"!

Before Niu Chuxiong's face could change, the giant palm of Houtu slapped it casually.

A force of Mo Kepei's Grandmaster Realm slammed into his face, directly slapping him to the ground.

The ribcage is shattered, the skull is flattened, and the limbs are twisted like twists.

There is no breath at all, and he is so dead that he can't die anymore.

After the reduction of personnel in the labyrinthine corridor outside the city, the members of the Qianlong Yuan who entered the ruins on this trip sacrificed another one.

And this time it was the head of the logistics department, the big butler who everyone in the entire "Qianlong Yuan" was familiar with, and Niu Chuxiong, who was ordinary but definitely belonged to the leadership level.

On the ground, he was flattened to the point that he couldn't recognize the appearance of his skull in a pool of blood, and the bone conduction earphones "snapped" and fell, and a voice sounded that could no longer be heard: "Old Niu, what's wrong Old Niu, are you okay?!"

Ancestral Witch "Houtu" tilted his head to look at the button-sized silver metal block, stretched out his giant feet like bird claws and stepped on it and crushed it at will, just like that, he directly trampled it into slag.

Yan Siguang's voice stopped abruptly, leaving only blood, stumps, internal organs and a small pile of bone conduction earphone fragments that had been crushed into iron slag.

The three colorful huge pillars of light in the backyard of the small house not far away still rose to the sky like a Dinghai God Needle, directly on top of the rock dome more than 100 meters high - there was not a lot of energy in it, but that power seemed to be not lost to the entire "Wudao Evergreen Array".

It's a pity that under Yan Siguang's dictation, he personally arranged this formation out of nothing, but he didn't have the opportunity to appreciate his masterpiece again.

A few kilometers away.

At the position of the "Ventilation Array" at the last of the thirty-six components of the entire large array, Yan Siguang stood in the center of the abbreviated version of the "Wudao Evergreen Array" that he had arranged, listening to the electronic sound prompt of "communication interrupted, whether to reconnect" from the bone conduction headphones, and looking at the three colorful pillars of light in the distance, and finally did not continue to call Niu Zhuxiong.

A pair of small eyes in his black-rimmed glasses quietly shed two tears.

"Good job, old cow. He didn't wipe away the tears that flowed on the black fat face, but just half-squatted down and gently pressed a few times on the three grooves in the center of the formation: "The formation is perfectly arranged, and the timing has been mastered to the limit." If the conjecture can succeed, all of us in the Hidden Dragon Circle will be able to avoid this extreme crisis...... The first credit must be yours!"

With the movement of his hand, the abbreviated version of the "Wudao Evergreen Array", which was originally cyan all over, unconsciously became as colorful as the three pillars of light shot out by the newly arranged formation a few kilometers away.

Yan Siguang connected three optical fibers at the core of the formation, and transferred them to the USB interface of the laptop through a repeater and signal amplifier. At this moment, there was not only the 3D graphics of the full version of "Wudao Evergreen Array" on the screen before, but he was divided into four small windows, which were one more formation here, the version of the formation arranged by Wanyan Ji'an, and the formation that he had just dictated that Niu Qixiong was groping for.

"This is the last chance. Yan Siguang tapped on the keyboard, and the cursor kept copying, cutting, modifying, and calculating two sets of different data on the third and first two formations, while still reciting words in his mouth: "When this guy sacrifices his father, the control rate of the entire formation should reach more than 97 percent." At that time, no matter how much you try to snatch control, you won't be able to beat him. ”

"The two generations of witch soldiers are actually two fathers and sons, and the group of witch masters in the Zhongxing era can even think of this method. Seeing that the three formations on the screen except for the full version of "Wudao Evergreen Array" were all sliding around as he continued to calculate and modify, the mouse slid around becoming more and more similar: "I just hope that this 'blinding method' can successfully deceive that guy......"

"Don't let Lao Niu's sacrifice become meaningless!"

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As soon as the two glorious phantoms of "Kuafu Chasing the Sun" and "Map of Wucheng" entered the body, the skin on Wanyan's body instantly turned red, and countless veins and veins swelled up like rubber water pipes that filled the gas, wrapping the terrifying cyan "cobweb" on the upper layer beyond the bloody red.

Around these swollen blood vessels and green tendons, they were torn layer by layer by the extremely thin edges of the skin, and small thin openings quietly appeared like natural breathable holes in cotton linen, oozing drops of red blood.

"Ahhhh!!!!h

His eyes widened, and all the musculoskeletal and even the pores of his body trembled. Although he gritted his teeth and did not move according to Wan Yan Ji'an's request, he still couldn't help but roar in this sudden and extreme pain, and he didn't even dare to shout and indulge as much as he tried his best.

"Shh......h Don't be afraid, it's okay...... It's okay......" Wan Yan Ji'an sat next to the formation, looking at Wan Yan Yan, who was covered in red and green blood vessels, as if he was wrapped in tree roots, and comforted softly: "Hold on, don't move." As long as there is a big move, everything we have done in front of us will be in vain. ”

Blood beads oozed from the chapped skin around Wan Yan's green muscles, and soon they were steamed dry in his own higher and higher body temperature, turning into pink "water" and steaming, and soon filled the entire two-story building. In just half a minute, the smell of blood in the air was so thick that it was disgusting.

It seemed that after hearing what Yan Ji'an said, the trembling of Jin Xizong's body, who could no longer see any of his true face, slowed down slightly, and the low roar of gritting teeth in his mouth gradually weakened. His eyes were also surrounded by several high, bulging veins, squeezing those eagle-sharp eyes as if they would burst out of their sockets at any moment, and the whites and pupils of his eyes were filled with blood and liquefied crystals...... It looks like two cloudy broken glass balls more than eyeballs.

The muscles on Wan Yan's face shook, and the blue blood vessels and tendons were mixed with red skin and countless blood scabs that had been steamed away, looking like a monster that had come out of a horror movie.

But it's a smile.

Mixed in with countless twisted muscles, tree roots-like veins, chapped lips, tiny cracks on teeth and gums, a smile that is impossible to see.

But for some reason, Wanyan Ji'an knew very clearly from the bottom of his heart that this was a smile.

A smile that reassures you and tells you that "everything is okay".

In the midst of pain beyond the limits of what any human being can endure, it already takes a lot of strength to keep his body motionless. Not to mention that in this kind of pain, you still have to maintain your sanity, and you will not be directly unconscious by the pain that transcends the limit.

But in this case, he still showed this smile to Wan Yan Ji'an.

A smile that is perhaps the ugliest man has ever seen, just so that the latter can be reassured a little.

"You...... What the hell ......" Wan Yan Ji'an wanted to say something but didn't know where to speak, his hands clenched into fists, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly like Wan Yan Yan: "It's just a baby who can't get along for ten months and hasn't even learned to speak! I don't even have the slightest memory of those ten months, is it worth it?"

The muscles on Yan Yan's face, who couldn't see his facial features clearly and couldn't even count his "human form", squirmed, and the low ......roar of "ahhhh It was very difficult to say a word.

"You...... Call me...... I, one time...... Daddy!"

Wan Yan Ji'an opened his mouth with a complicated expression, but he didn't say half a word.

And at this moment, three rays of light suddenly flashed outside the open wooden window on the second floor of the small building. When he subconsciously turned his head to look, he saw somewhere hundreds of meters away, three colorful arm-thick pillars of light soaring into the sky.

"Who's messing around?!"

After Yan Ji An's mind moved slightly, the true body of the five ancestors below quickly rushed straight towards the place where the pillar of light was.

Then he turned his head back and looked at Wan Yan, whose whole body was full of blood and qi, and his muscles and bones were trembling, and he hesitated for a few seconds or pushed out the window directly.