Mei Changyun shouted a few times in a row, but Wang San turned a deaf ear, still walked towards the Mixed Yuan Array again, and took out all kinds of magic weapons on his body to test them one by one.

Whenever he saw Wang San being shaken back, or hurriedly resisting the magic weapon he sacrificed, Mei Changyun's heart jumped, for fear that he would suddenly see Wang San fall in a pool of blood.

"! Lao Tzu doesn't care. ”

After many attempts to dissuade him to no avail, Mei Changyun was so angry that he threw down the frightened horn and turned around and left, simply returning to the command platform and meditating with his eyes closed, looking out of sight and out of mind.

And those soldiers on the wall of Qiansi City, after seeing Wang San being shaken back many times, a hanging heart also fell, revealing a sense of leisure, and they actually hugged their hands and looked lively.

"General, do you think he can break the Chaos Array?"

"Humph! It can be broken a long time ago, wait and see, and then General Ben will go down to pick up his storage bag, and then ...... Hey! ”

"This immortal elder's cultivation should not be low, look at the things he took out, I'm afraid those immortal elders in our city won't be able to take it out."

"Go, go, what do you know, do you know the magic weapon? A magic weapon has to be exchanged for at least 100,000 taels of gold, and several generations don't have to worry, do you understand? ”

"Oh my God! So much money? ”

"It's worth a lot of money, but it's hard to say if you can survive after you get it, the things of the immortals, I advise you to be less contaminated, otherwise you don't know how to die, and you still want money!"

As a yin and yang strange voice sounded, the soldiers on the city wall closed their mouths one after another, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Wang San tested the magic weapons on his body one by one, and finally found that only the Spirit Devouring Vine and Ying Wu Spirit had some effects, and the other things were useless at all.

"The Spirit Devouring Vine is obviously able to break the formation, but unfortunately the eye-eating insects on the body have been exhausted, and it is obviously not possible to rely on this small section in his hand. And the spirit of the response is almost the same. There is too little anger accumulated in it, and it is a drop in the bucket to deal with such a big array, and it will not help at all! ”

After some temptation. Although Wang San found a way to crack the Mixed Yuan Array, his strength was too weak to be effective.

"Alas! What to do? Wang San was very anxious in his heart, if he asked Mei Changyun to withdraw his troops, of course there would be nothing to do. But will he?

Although Wang San has never fought a war, he has also watched a lot of movies about wars, and knows that retreating without a fight is a taboo for soldiers, which will affect morale, and many times once he retreats, he will be slumped from then on, and even slowly disappear, not to mention Mei Changyun, it is estimated that Bai Yulong will not agree to withdraw the army.

"Is it really only possible to break the formation with crowd tactics?" Wang San turned around, and his sharp eyes swept over the faces of the soldiers of the Yulan Kingdom. Looking at the resolute faces, he knew that he couldn't, couldn't watch these people fall in vain in front of him.

It is impossible to go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects to collect eye-eating insects again, first, the time does not allow, and second, the Zhu family estimates that they have already put away the eye-eating insects, and it is very likely that they will go to the empty air, and they will fall into the trap set by the Zhu family, after all, ** will hate him to the bone. It is inevitable that some bad tricks will be left behind.

Thinking about it, Wang San never came up with an idea, but at this moment, he suddenly saw Qin Gao's eyes. staring straight ahead of him, his eyes full of greed.

Wang San followed Qin Gao's gaze and saw that where Mei Changyun was standing before, there was actually a pitch-black thing.

"Huh!"

Because the distance was too far, Wang San didn't know what it was, so he walked over. When I looked at it, I didn't expect it to be a horror corner.

Stretching out his hand, the Horror Horn obediently flew into his hand, Wang San glanced up at Mei Changyun, his heart was very complicated, he didn't expect Mei Changyun to really throw the Horror Horn and leave, after all, Mei Changyun attaches great importance to this thing.

Standing in place and stunned for a moment, Wang San walked back with the attitude of giving it a try.

The Horror Horn is a kind of thing that is directly related to space and magic weapons, a bit similar to a storage bag, but it is different from a storage bag, and it is estimated that even Mei Changyun can't say what kind of magic weapon it belongs to.

Holding the horror horn in his hand, as if he had put his hand into the netherworld, in addition to feeling a burst of cold air, it seemed that he could also hear the howl from hell, which made Wang San shiver.

Seeing that Wang San had gone and returned, and there was an extra thing shaped like a horn in his hand, the soldiers on the wall of Qiansi City showed curious eyes one after another.

"Hey...... it's not good to toss for a long time, come again! Isn't this man sick? ”

"Well, I think so."

"Alas! This is not giving up, is this? ”

"I think it's better to say a few words, monks like him are generally very vindictive, we can't afford to provoke them!"

"Makes sense."

The soldiers on the city wall nodded one after another, closed their mouths one by one, and just looked at Wang San quietly, no one spoke, of course, no one was stupid enough to do something like a sneak attack with arrows, because they all knew very well that it was completely useless to release arrows or something, but they would be hated by the other party. So from beginning to end, Wang San was not attacked in any way.

The moment the Horror Horn touched the Mixed Yuan Array, just like the spirit of the object, it didn't have much power, and it also caused a slight impact from the light curtain, which accelerated the spiritual energy it consumed a little.

With such an effect, it is still not enough, because compared to the anger emitted by the spirit of the object, the resentment in the Horror Horn is much weaker, unless the resentment is transformed into anger, then there may be a possibility of breaking the formation.

Wang San held the spirit of Ying Wu in one hand and the horror horn in the other, and kept thinking in his mind about how to transform resentment into anger.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a solution, and this time everyone was stunned.

Qin Gao has been staring at the Horror Horn since it was picked up by Wang San, although he knew that even if Wang San didn't pick it up, the Horror Horn would not fall into his hands, but Qin Gao's heart was still full of resentment, thinking that Wang San had snatched what belonged to him.

Seeing that Wang San was holding the spirit of the object and the frightening horn for a long time, Qin Gao was puzzled, and couldn't help but ask Mei Changyun, who was meditating with his eyes closed, "Senior Mei, what do you say Senior Wang is doing?" ”

Mei Changyun was shocked when he heard this, and thought that Wang San had made some amazing move, so he opened his eyes suddenly and stood up.

However, at the moment when Mei Changyun stood up, Wang San really did something that made him thrilling, and Mei Changyun's face turned white with a "sigh".

"Holy! Little bunny, are you really fucking dead? Hurry up and stop Lao Tzu! ”

Almost at the same time as he screamed, Mei Changyun's body had already rushed out, passing through the crowd, bringing up a series of afterimages, and the speed was amazingly fast. (To be continued.) )