When Ansu was chatting with the live broadcast room, Bai Jiao and Yuanzhu were already fighting with the Nian Beast.

Bai Jiao and Yuanzhu glanced at each other, and the two stepped into the void at the same time, taking advantage of the other end not paying attention, they bullied themselves and quickly pinned down the smaller one in front of them.

The Xianmen disciples in the rear were also ready to form a formation, and even a group of ignorant little radish heads were obediently sitting cross-legged in the required position under the leadership of Chengyu.

The ten protectors of Tianshuimen and the ten protectors of Xuanyi Gate also rushed to the front, using all means to contain the other huge year beast.

Even the size of the little beast was like a small house, and the ground sank three feet between steps, and after a while, the surrounding area was trampled into a huge pit by it.

The surrounding trees collapsed one after another, and the Dharma Protectors had to separate a few people to set up a formation to protect the Immortal Sect disciples from being disturbed by the tree trunks.

The swordsmen of Bai Jiao and Yuanzhu, soon the powerful year beast showed its decline, gradually lost its physical strength, and began to attack strongly to resist.

There is no chance to fight back.

"Year-"

The Nian Beast let out a low roar and glared viciously at the white horn holding the sword.

It turned out that just now, Bai Jiao took advantage of its inattention, and struck hard, and the long sword was straight into the cartilage of its thigh.

"Run!"

Bai Jiao quickly grabbed Yuanzhu's sleeve and led her back ten meters.

"Bang!" With a bang, the tall year beast collapsed violently, looking at the cartilage of its severed joints, its eyes showing a fierce light.

The other Year Beast also seemed to go berserk, instantly breaking free from the entanglement of more than a dozen Dharma Protectors and heading straight for the smaller Year Beast.

"Year—" it cried softly.

The year beast on the ground was unwilling, it wanted to get up, but it didn't expect to fall to the ground again.

Seeing this, the huge year beast turned around angrily and looked at Bai Jiao with grinned teeth.

Almost instantaneously. He came towards the white horn poker fiercely.

The white horn leaped up,

Ansu took the opportunity to take out the firecracker from the mission space, covered it up as if it was taken out of the mustard seed space, quickly lit it, and threw it towards the Nian Beast without a trace.

"Bang."

Ansu successfully hit the thigh of the young beast, and the brilliant fire lit up instantly,

The Nian Beast was blown up, the wound was not large, and blood was faintly oozing from the wound.

The Nian Beast looked at Ansu vigilantly, and there was a hint of timidity in the Nian Beast's eyes.

Ansu took the opportunity to throw another big one, which was even more powerful than just now, and instantly blew up the flesh and blood of the year beast.

Everyone's eyes turned to Ansu, curious about what kind of artifact she had just thrown out,

The hard phosphorus armor of the year beast actually injured the firecracker in Bai Wei's hand.

It craned its neck and lifted its massive head, its long horns nearly poking its ass, and a head of brownish-red hair resting on its back.

"Year-"

It roared in the sky, causing a huge wave of sound that shook the already messy branches and leaves of the surrounding trees.

There was a faint bad premonition in everyone's hearts.

Ansu raised his eyebrows, is this to summon the Divine Dragon?

A moment later, a response was heard from afar.

"Year-"

Although the distance is very far, the power is not far behind the one just now.

Everyone looked at each other, how many beasts were there?

According to the routine, those who are summoned should be stronger, looking at this devastated jungle and corpses everywhere.

Can they still withstand the ravages of the Nian Beast?

The most important thing is, how much is in Bai Wei's hand? Although it can deal damage to the Year Beast, how much does it take to actually kill the Year Beast?

Seeing this, Ansu's expression did not change, and he frantically bought a large number of firecrackers from the mission mall.

"Year-"

At this moment, another loud bang came, and judging by the audio and direction, this was not the one just now.

The friends in the live broadcast room also saw that the situation was wrong.

The wood is finally no longer scummy: isn't the year beast one? How can there be so many here?

Ansu also frowned, there are already two of them here? What's next?

"Knock knock!" The earth made a muffled sound, and the swaying leaves responded with a slight tremor.

Many Year Beasts appeared in the east, west, north, and south directions, and they were surrounded.

In comparison, the newly emerged Year Beast was even bigger than the two just now, and each one was like a small mountain.

Ten beasts of the year.

"Year-"

The cry of the year beast resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was deafening.

At the critical moment, Mandarin Bamboo sneaked up on the abdomen of a young beast, thinking that the abdomen was fragile, but he didn't expect the abdomen to be the hardest.

Not only did it anger the Year Beast, but it also caused other Year Beasts to besiege Mandarin Bamboo.

Bai Jiao saw that the situation was unfavorable to Mandarin Bamboo, so he rushed forward without hesitation.

In a flash of light, he rescued the mandarin bamboo from the mouth of the giant beast, and forcibly carried the kick of the giant year beast.

Bai Jiao thought it was nothing, but he didn't expect to spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and when he investigated again, he was seriously injured.

White Horn staggered down between the two young beasts.

It's still the mandarin bamboo that is quick and quick, so that he won't enter the blood basin of the year beast.

[Please call my dad to reward a box of high-grade fairy firecrackers. 】

(Items are distributed in the mission space, so please check them carefully.) )

Call me Daddy: Just like your junk stuff.

An Su glanced at the screen, and the batch of "Please call me Dad" turned out to be in orange font.

Could it be that the audience in the live broadcast room is still divided into levels?

scolded the garbage goods that were hanging in the sky, but she was quite happy.

The wood is finally no longer slag :???

Today the wood is slag again: what do I see? Tip items.

Durian Xiaolian: Big guy teach us how to play!

The red-name audience was very angry by the reward of "Please call me Dad", why can the audience reward items?

Could it be that they are not krypton enough?

But the orange name of the sassy bag "I'm your father" didn't respond at all, and it was so quiet that it was as if he had left the live broadcast room.

[The Jade of Pompeii rewarded 100,000 credits. 】

The jade of Pompeii: The anchor gives you money, go buy it, we don't rarely get her reward.

Then the sound of tipping was endless.

Ansu was speechless, can this thing be compared?

Great Demon King: No money.

Please call me Daddy: Stupid.

Ying Bailu: ???

[A group of high-quality fireworks will be rewarded without symbiosis. 】

[Eleven rewarded three pairs of medium-grade couplets. 】

[Dear Tiramisu rewarded a bunch of medium-grade blessings. 】

[Love is divided CatLove rewarded a bundle of medium-grade fairy sticks. 】

[Ruan's Shen Rongknee rewarded a box of Zhongpin Tiandi Thunder. 】

(Items are distributed in the mission space, so please check them carefully.) )

Ansu's gaze was drawn again.

These few who have rewarded the items, without exception, are all orange names.

Wuxiangsheng: Oh, how can you buy these things?

CatLove: Come on! ((12)••(1))..Don't ♡ be eaten by the Nian Beast.

Ansu almost stumbled and fell.

The lowered eyes are slightly cool, can you not use the adjective Meng to describe this big demon king.

I want to dismantle the live broadcast room every day!