Sanyue Yuanjun's stone body was shocked, jumped out of the riverbed, stretched out his arms into the air, and hammered heavily on the ground. Click, click,

It's so fast that it's too late to react. The innocent civilians screamed in horror, staggered and fell into the cracks like dumplings.

Those who were lucky not to fall were completely mentally broken, some screamed wildly, some were different, and some lay on the ground, stretching out their hands to their fallen relatives in vain, crying bitterly.

Crack the ground and slam it, hell on earth.

Mortals are as fragile as ants to spirits.

But Sanyue Yuanjun was far from being complacent, and Lu Zheng also had a flash of inspiration at the moment when the crowd fell, and made the most accurate resistance.

The water swept through a ditch and gushed out from the bottom up like a tidal tide as the crack stretched far into the distance, creating a natural buffer zone that averted a massacre.

It's just that he was distracted and manipulated the water, revealing a huge flaw. Sanyue Yuanjun was waiting for this moment, wrapped in all his weight and threw a punch, blasting out a circular shock wave, setting off a wave-like soil layer several feet high, and attacking Lu Zheng.

Boom, boom, boom, the soil layer continued to impact, ploughing deep trenches perpendicular to the riverbed, but Lu Zheng was nowhere to be seen. Sanyue Yuanjun jumped into it, stretched out his hand and grabbed it down, strangled Lu Zheng's bone armor dragon head, raised decency, and said wildly: "For these ants, go and die!"

Boom Boom!

Lu Zheng didn't know how many heavy punches he received, the bone armor that made up the dragon's head shattered, and scarlet blood gushed out. Sanyue Yuanjun, his feet fell into the ground, strangled his neck, nailed to the spot, and punched hard without hesitation.

The sound of fists was rolling and deafening.

On the screen of the command center, in the night vision lens, only heavy fist shadows can be seen, pouring wildly.

All those who saw this scene felt a sour feeling in their hearts, their hearts were trembling, they were jumping, and their eye sockets were sour.

Duan Shoujiang, who had experienced a hundred battles, let out a sour breath in his throat, and the feeling of witnessing the ravages of the Huaxia totem made him, a soldier who was over half a hundred years old, couldn't help but moisten the corners of his eyes.

He saw all the processes clearly, Lu Zheng fell into passivity in order to save those civilians.

He has witnessed sacrifice, but he has never witnessed such a great, unhesitating sacrifice.

"Guard, pass my orders. Concentrate all your firepower and attack that giant!"

"Yes!"

The young guard held back tears, biting his lip and nodding heavily.

At one o'clock in the morning, all the ground troops and air firepower in Chang'an City were assembled. Duan Shoujiang stood with his head held high, pointed into the distance, and said impassionedly: "Comrades, the time has come to test us. Do you see the distance, look at the dragons fighting for us in the distance? As the descendants of the dragon, we have to protect the dignity of the country, the people, and the warriors. In the troubled times of demons, it is time to repay the blood feud!"

"Mobile Brigade!"

"Here!"

"Assault battalion!"

"Here!"

"Special Operations Company!"

"Here!"

Duan Shoujiang took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it to the sky, full of pride, and roared: "Give Lao Tzu a hard beat!"

The instructors of all units raised their arms and shouted in unison: "Charge!"

Groups of soldiers were enthusiastic, clenched their guns in their hands, and charged at the giant who held up the sky. Shots rang out one after another, and bullets whistled through the night sky. Hundreds of mortar shells and rockets clamoured through the sky, dragging burning trails and bombarding Golem.

Helicopter gunships in the air do not need to aim at all, surface-to-air missiles, air-to-air missiles, or even cannon guns that spew flames.

The sound of explosions was endless, but it fell on the indestructible rock armor of Sanyue Yuanjun, and one by one the flowers exploded, but they couldn't leave even the slightest scar.

And Sanyue Zhenjun didn't care about these attacks at all, he just blindly punched and bombarded.

Duan Shoujiang took the lead, ignoring the obstruction of the guards, personally came to the front line, grabbed the machine gun, and fired wildly at the stone giant. He knew in his heart that these attacks seemed ferocious, but they could not cause substantial damage.

However, he had to do something, even if it was just to get the slightest attention from Golem, maybe he could turn over for the black dragon and win a chance!

"Little brother, your ancestor!"

According to the old fire guarding the edge of the sinkhole, he let out a hysterical angry shout, his wings fluttered, and the flames were steaming, and he was about to go to the rescue! But the white light flashed in front of him, and the white Jiao flew in front of it and said sharply: "You dare to resist the order?"

"Resist your paralysis! Get out of the way!"

Lao Huo unceremoniously fought with Bai Jiao. Lao Yuanshu didn't know that Lu Zheng was in danger, but he was more rational and understood that once the unjust soul of Tiankeng escaped, it would be a defeat!

He knew that the strength of the dragon's body was definitely not inferior to the Killing Stone!

"Don't fight!" the king exclaimed, a gap appeared in the sinkhole they had joined forces to seal, purple light gushed out, and a huge ghost claw burrowed out of the ground with a ghost howl.

Bai Jiao dodged and shouted, "If the sinkhole is broken, he will definitely die!"

Caring is chaotic, Lao Huo is not unwise, but his relationship with Lu Zheng is too deep, and he can't allow others to bully Lu Zheng. Seeing the ghost claw born, it calmed down, hovered and landed in the south position, and said sharply: "Form a big four elephant array!" Bai Jiao, you guard the Eastern Green Dragon Position, the Great King, you guard the Western White Tiger Position, and this town guards the Southern Vermilion Bird Position!"

The king jumped to the west without hesitation, and after standing still, he said urgently: "What about the Xuanwu position?"

The four elephants are all the things of the yang, and the big four elephant arrays are pure dry arrays, and the yang energy is the most prosperous, and the things that are specialized in the yin. Bai Jiao is barely a half-dragon, the firebird and the Vermilion Bird have something in common, and the king is a pure-blooded white tiger.

But at this time, where are you going to find Xuanwu?

Just when Lao Huo was anxious in his heart, but he was helpless, a crisp voice suddenly shouted: "I'm here to guard the Xuanwu position!"

Hua Xiangrong stepped forward.

Bai Jiao Lao Yuanshu had an idea, jumped to the Xuanwu position, ploughed out a blue talisman on the ground, and shouted: "Xuanwu is the god of water, I will borrow power from you!"

At the moment when Hua Xiangrong appeared, a trace of connection suddenly appeared in Lao Huo's heart, but at this critical juncture, he couldn't think too much, opened his mouth and spewed out a burst of fire, and shouted: "Go back to your original position, get up!"

The Great King and Lao Yuanshu each spit out the Natal Demon Pill and levitated above the ghost claws. Hua Xiangrong borrowed the power of Lao Yuanshu's talisman to reluctantly mobilize the water power and form a bond with the flames and demon pills.

A magic circle that shone with smooth glass shrouded the sinkhole. Four spiritual currents with different attributes and different colors weave a magic net along the ground.

This copycat version of the Big Four Elephant Array is obviously not powerful enough, and the hideous ghost claws are restrained in it, but they are not suppressed back, and they are still dancing wildly, as if they are trying to tear through the legal net.

No one knows how long they can resist.

Maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe a cup of tea, it's possible.

But if Lu Zheng's soul is destroyed, it doesn't matter how long it lasts. (To be continued.) )