Chapter 331: The Great Crisis

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The farm team is like a hungry wolf, following behind the foreign devil birdman, and from time to time they will rush up and bite each other at the right time.

Around the Huaxia pursuit army of more than 10 million people, there were many large and small clans, and Wang Qiang and them carried out the same action, and the scene was extremely hot.

And there are only about three million foreign devils left, although they hate these Huaxia scattered cultivation teams to the core, but they are forced by the pressure of the Huaxia army, and they dare not stop and destroy these hungry wolf-like teams.

The Chinese soldiers who are chasing the enemy, everyone is now comfortable, and the ultimate pleasure of "beating the water dogs" makes everyone want to stop.

In the persevering pursuit of everyone, three days passed unconsciously, and it was not until after the pursuit of more than 80 million miles that the fighting between the two sides stopped, and the Huaxia regiments and teams stopped the pursuit and began to return with satisfaction.

More than 10 million miles ahead is another station of foreign devils, and this station has not been included in the first attack sequence, it has not been surrounded and attacked by the Chinese army, and everyone will naturally not do things that are alone and deep.

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"Ah Qiang, this kind of chicken-like battle is too cool! Old Xiong, I estimate that I have killed more than a thousand foreign devils and birdmen, and they are all cultivators above the middle stage of the fairyland, and they have not encountered any decent battles at all. ā€

Xiong Kuohai grinned widely, he was too addicted to this extravagant and warlike fool.

The farm team did not return to the foreign devil station that had been captured by the Huaxia army with the army, but under the leadership of Wang Qiang, they flew about 30 million miles in the other direction and stopped in a remote ravine.

"Well, this time we have destroyed the station of a foreign devil, and the next target is to find a large resident of a big Japanese devil and change the taste. ā€

Wang Qiang knew that the biggest enemy of the Huaxia clan was still the Great Ri Clan, and of course the little devils of the Great Ri Clan should be listed as a key target.

For the "Celestial Race" foreign devils and other enemies encountered, it is natural to go to make a fool of themselves when they encounter it, but that is just a matter of doing it.

Everyone was quite satisfied with the ingenious guerrilla warfare model formulated by Wang Qiang and Tian Ying'er, which brought into full play the advantages of the farm team to the extreme, and exerted more energy than everyone imagined.

"Those enemies of the Huaxia tribe are probably going to cry. Everyone thought so, and then began to celebrate the achievement.

This time the harvest is so big, there is no reason not to celebrate it wantonly.

Two hours later, everyone who had eaten and drunk was trying to meditate and cultivate, and everyone understood the principle of "combining work and rest", and after experiencing a bloody battle, the effect of cultivation was far beyond the normal cultivation of ordinary times.

At this moment, more than a dozen streamers passed through the distant sky, and soon came to the sky above this small ravine.

Everyone didn't expect that these dozen streamers actually stopped at once, and then fell from the sky!

"Poof" "poof"......

Nineteen figures, by coincidence, fell a hundred feet away in front of everyone, and fell to the ground motionless!

Wang Qiang and the others were all shocked, and they all flashed in front of these cultivators who had fainted, and began to check with their divine thoughts.

"Slow down, I almost forgot that we had a treasure here, you wait...... Ying'er!"

Wang Qiang suddenly thought of something, stopped everyone, and asked Tian Ying'er to take out the "Soul Identification Instrument" given by the previous officer of the Huaxia Patrol to identify these nineteen black-clothed and black-armored cultivators.

Without it, because these cultivators who had fainted in the past all looked like Huaxia people, they still had to identify them before taking action, in case they were little devils, they didn't need everyone to make any moves, just just dust them away.

Tian Ying'er used her mana to urge the "Soul Identifier" suspended in front of her, and on top of a small magic weapon light curtain that suddenly flashed, nineteen faint green points of light immediately appeared.

"Brother Ah Qiang, there is no doubt that this is a Chinese person. ā€

Tian Ying'er immediately said, "Although they are already seriously injured and in danger, the murderous aura on these bodies is the second strongest among the cultivators I have seen, just a little worse than when you had an epiphany, Brother Ah Qiang. ā€

"Well, I can sense it. ā€

Wang Qiang nodded noncommittally and solemnly, on the surface he was not shocked, but in his heart there were turbulent waves:

"My God! What I have comprehended is the Law of Killing of the Great Perfection! These nineteen cultivators of the Huaxia Clan, whose stature is not much different from Xiong Kuohai, have actually comprehended the Law of Killing of Dacheng!"

The strangest thing is that these Huaxia cultivators, who are estimated to be more talented than themselves, actually look almost identical, extremely similar, and their faces are only a little different!

"It is estimated that quintuplets are extremely rare, where can there be nineteen triplets? ā€

Wang Qiang's heart turned rapidly, and he carefully probed these cultivators who had been stained with blood with his divine thoughts, and immediately made a decision:

"Wang Yong, you immediately form a formation, surround this place, and prepare for emergencies. ā€

After instructing Wang Yong's six brothers to start the operation, Wang Qiang turned his head and said to Wan'er: "Wan'er, you immediately use the 'Twelve Rank Pure World White Lotus' to rescue these cultivators. ā€

"Looking at their appearance, it is estimated that the essence and spirit have been exhausted, not only is it as simple as running out of mana, even with the help of the healing treasure, it will take a while to recover. ā€

"Okay, Brother Cuong. Wan'er agreed, summoned her natal spirit treasure "Twelve Rank Pure World White Lotus", and with a rush of mana, a huge white light shrouded these nineteen cultivators who fell to the ground.

The "Twelve Pure World White Lotus", which is known as the "first healing treasure", is of course extremely effective:

Although these cultivators were seriously injured and dying, after the past ten minutes, the faint aura on their bodies had recovered most of them, and even the curling and hideous wounds on their bodies had all disappeared.

These nineteen people opened their eyes almost at the same time, their eyes were dead silent, and they nodded hard at Wang Qiang and Wan'er, and a look of gratitude flashed in the depths of their eyes, and they began to meditate and recover.

"Whoosh!" ......

The unexpected happened again: countless streamers flickered in the sky, and in an instant, more than 100,000 cultivators appeared above this small valley!

"Alien! These are aliens!"

Most of the people didn't have time to check who was coming, and Xiong Kuohai, who had the highest cultivation, was shouting loudly.