'Zheng...!'

Just when everyone was panicking, a long piano sounded, which instantly tightened everyone's heartstrings and shocked a cold sweat on their backs. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Qingfeng looked at the Fifth Autumn Crossbow who plucked the strings, and was about to get angry, but saw that the Fifth Autumn Crossbow closed his eyes and two more piano notes came out.

"Li Qing, three hundred meters in front of you to the right..."Fifth Qiu Wu suddenly opened her eyes and said hurriedly.

'Poof!' The ground shook, and Wen Yiming leaned forward and shot out. He believed that the Fifth Autumn Crossbow would not make a mistake, and the Seven Feelings Workshop, which could stand as a top sect, had his own uniqueness. And in the next moment, he also vaguely guessed that this might be a sonic exploration martial art.

Wen Yiming only rushed out less than two hundred meters, and a cold whirlwind suddenly rolled up a hundred meters in front of him, followed by a black shadow appeared from it, and the single wings in the whirlwind brought dozens of bloody martial cultivators, several of whom were even beheaded.

"Ahh The location just now is the location of Ewha Valley.

'Puff!' took two steps in a row, Wen Yiming was nearly fifty meters away, and the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor was not inferior to him, and then there were more than a dozen screams.

In an instant, the scene was chaotic!

"Up!" When Wen Yiming was fifty meters away from the Shadow Wren Mother, he shouted at the same time, and struggled to catch up eight steps under his feet to catch the cicadas, and with a bang, the dry bones flew like they had been smashed open by a grenade.

'Poof!' When the second step exploded, Wen Yiming's essence blood in the spiritual void space exploded with a 'bang'.

With Wen Yiming's outburst, everyone found that Wen Yiming's arms clenching the long stick swelled instantly, and the black and red disc dragon on his body rose up, and the angry dragon head on his chest seemed to be about to devour the Big Dipper.

This time, he must hold back the hatred of the Shadow Wren Mother, if he allows this thing to stealth and sneak attack again, the scene will get out of control, everyone will lose their fighting spirit, and the end will not be to kill the Shadow Wren Mother, but to be slaughtered.

Fei Jiuyang and the others shared a concentration aura, and instantly felt Wen Yiming's violent attack, and they all knew whether they could pull the hatred of the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor in one fell swoop, and they all erupted and killed the past as quickly as possible.

"Kill all, quickly!" one after another, urging one after another, anxiously drinking from the mouths of several people.

At this time, a wave of death and battle intent filled with endless killing intent rose up in Wen Yiming's body, and the golden long stick that was split head-on had not yet been shot down, and the dry bones on the ground had already made a rotten and shattering sound.

The gun intent of 'who else is me' was unreservedly released at this moment. The red mist rising from Wen Yiming's arm was like substantial blood.

The Shadow Wren Empress seemed to sense a mortal crisis, and as soon as a sharp roar reached her mouth, it was interrupted by the broken sound that Chen Yanjun and the others had been preparing for a long time.

"Beautiful...", Tian Yu couldn't help but praise in the high-speed charge.

The Shadow Wren empress curled her wings in anger as she spun around and slammed her claws into the head-on club.

'Roar~~~!'

Wen Yi's sound was like thunder, and almost all of his body under his head and feet were pressed against the long stick, as unstoppable as the thunder of the Nine Heavens.

'Poof!'

A terrible scream and wail tore through the gloomy hatchery space and resounded throughout the room. The Shadow Wren Mother Emperor was slashed for the third time, only this time it slammed into the ground, and the dry bone slime splattered everywhere and scattered all over the sky.

Wen Yiming was not shocked again this time, but landed and took three steps back in a row, 'wow' vomited out a mouthful of red blood, and his mental power instantly withered. The sacrificial strike quota and the explosion of gun intent just now were the strongest blows in his life, and they almost drained half of his mental power. Even the shared spiritual power was spontaneously taken back.

As soon as Wen Yiming stood still, the Shadow Wren Mother Queen had already pounced on her with a terrible howl.

And at this moment, it was clear to everyone that the blind monk was attracted to hatred. All of a sudden, the overwhelming attacks surrounded and killed, Di Tianyu shuttled through the gap, his sword was like lightning, and the sword did not leave the head of the Shadow Wren Mother;

At this time, the Shadow Wren Mother's feet had been split by Wen Yiming, and the tentacles on his skull had been broken by two, dripping with foul-smelling black slime, which showed that he had been hurt a lot under Wen Yiming's strongest blow.

Despite this, Wen Yiming still couldn't withstand the culling of the Shadow Wren Mother, and was shocked back again and again, especially interrupting the unsuccessful sonic attack, which made his breath more and more difficult to condense, if it weren't for the dozens of people in the Seven Love Workshop supplemented by the sound of the piano to relieve the mental pressure, Wen Yiming would be even more uncomfortable.

"Don't keep your hands!poof..."Wen Yiming roared angrily, and as soon as Fang exited, he was once again pounced by the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor five meters away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone went crazy and followed the Shadow Wren Mother Queen to kill, and Fei Jiuyang and the others had already killed red-eyed. Despite Wen Yiming's hatred, there were still countless martial cultivators who died in the Shadow Wren Mother's Horizontal Wing Scroll.

Many of them have stopped moving forward, and their hearts are broken, and after Si Mingyu and others shot dozens of martial cultivators in a row, they finally lost their minds and rushed to kill one after another. After all, if you can still see a glimmer of hope in killing the Shadow Wren Mother, it will be difficult to be shot by the 'Supervision Brigade', and no one will sympathize with her if she dies.

Xiao Qingfeng's secret weapon had already been emptied, and at this time, he was holding two willow-leaf short knives and chasing after him with broken steps; Fei Jiuyang was slapped by the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor twice in a row, and the blood stained on his chest was even more dazzling than his red hair; Di Tianyu and Le Qianwen were both injured in many places.

Yang Tianhao, the Shuangcheng faction and others, who were responsible for protecting the Seven Sentiments, also joined the battle after making sure that Wen Yiming had completely attracted hatred. Even Qin Li, who was seriously injured, picked up a long soldier at random and joined the siege.

Everyone understands a truth, if Wen Yiming is not killed before he falls, no one in the field can withstand this one-and-a-half move.

Wen Yiming was indeed a little weak, and at this time, he had been forced by the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor into the innermost wall in the depths of the hatchery, even if he wanted to be shocked, it was impossible. There was no essence blood inventory in the Spirit Ruins space, and he hadn't thought of using that instantaneous essence blood method, his spiritual power at this time was less than half, and he could only wait for death after casting it. The dragon and tiger are even more afraid to use it, although there is a dragon swallowing Beidou who can temporarily resist the sequelae, but the overdraft of his vitality, he is really afraid that he will be drained when his potential explodes, and the gray cold hair on his body can see some clues.

'Damn, this time it's really a real MT. Wen Yiming, who was leaning against the wall, thought helplessly. The only thing he could do now was to keep bursting with gun intent, block his attack with a long stick, and fight with the Shadow Wren Mother.

Because the Shadow Wren Mother Empress is also scaly at the moment, and black slime is sprinkled everywhere. But in the increasingly violent mood, the sonic attacks released from the mouth are becoming more and more frequent. And Chen Yanjun and the others' interruption only had a success rate of 30% at most, which made everyone start to walk unsteadily, their minds were in a trance, and even those with weak mental strength had turned their spearheads to attack their companions frantically.

Thousands of people entered the ruins, and when they arrived in the square, there were less than 400 left, and now there were less than 200, and the casualties were extremely heavy. The entire remote area of the hatchery was covered with bloody stumps, and the stench was mixed with thick blood.

'Bang!', Wen Yiming blocked the Shadow Wren Mother's kick claw blow, his back against the stone wall shocked his eyes, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the head of the Shadow Wren Mother.

"No, damn it!" Wen Yiming estimated that even if he could kill the Shadow Wren Mother, he was afraid that he would hang up in advance. When a thought flashed, she drew a stick fiercely against the rushing Shadow Wren Mother, and her arms had already cracked everywhere, and the tiger's mouth was already drenched in blood.

Taking advantage of the gap, Wen Yiming took out a pill of Storm Yuan Dan and threw it into his mouth, and scolded: "it, you guys, Lao Tzu can't bear it." ”

"Hold on, Brother Li Qing!" everyone shouted loudly, and at the same time, they burst out of combat power crazily, roaring angrily and using their strongest martial arts to smash at the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor, Fei Jiuyang and the others had no reservations at the moment, and their hole cards were all out.

In an instant, dozens of wounds were added to the body of the Shadow Wren Mother, and black mucus gushed out.

'Oh~~~!'

The Shadow Wren Mother Queen let out a loud roar, and suddenly her wings fluttered her body up, and her feet and claws kicked out, digging straight into Wen Yiming's heart.

The sonic attack suddenly doubled and exploded, and Wen Yiming's spirit was in a trance for an instant, and he subconsciously pushed the long stick out of his chest to intercept it with just his focused perception.

'Bang!欻~~~!'

The long stick was kicked directly to the chest by the two claws, and the sharp claws drawn diagonally 'clicked' the anti-riot inner armor claws out of five gaps, and its retracted fingers and claws carried a trace of minced meat.