With all the firepower, after Wen Zilong destroyed the two remnant blood holy sons, he came to the last full blood holy son.

Although this holy son is full of blood, he is not in good shape.

I'm afraid it's not blue.

Seeing this strange bird landing in front of him, the whole person seemed to be in vibration mode.

Wen Zilong looked at him coldly, and when his gaze made contact with Wen Zilong, the frequency of the vibration immediately increased.

Wen Zilong opened his mouth and said, "I'll tell you one thing." ”

Where did the lucky holy son dare to disobey at this time, and hurriedly nodded: "Okay, okay, you just say it, just say it." ”

Wen Zilong's eyes swept over the ten machine guns.

By this time, the ten cannons had already ceased firing.

Seeing Wen Zilong's gaze sweeping over, the saints who were in charge of the machine cannon all trembled.

They didn't spill a bullet on this strange bird just now.

Now the strange bird is clearly trying to clean them up.

Thinking of this, these people were all pale.

Wen Zilong retracted his gaze and said, "Let your people blast me in half." ”

"Okay, well, you told me to be ...... Yes?! ”

The lucky son agreed at first, but after reacting, he was stunned.

Some looked at the strange bird in front of them in dumbfounded.

It's the first time I've heard of such a strange request.

And let us blow him in half?

Everyone around was stupid.

This strange bird was so ferocious, I thought he was going to kill him.

And it turned out that we had the lab blown in half?

"Whoa."

The lucky son made a noise in his throat: "You...... Are you sure? ”

Wen Zilong glared at the lucky holy son: "Just let you do it, don't grind." ”

Only then did the Holy Son come back to his senses, and his face was full of incredulity: "All the machine guns, aim at this ...... This sir. ”

Wen Zilong stepped back more than ten meters, and gestured with his wings to the side of his body: "Go here, tear in a straight line." If you can't get it right, then die. ”

The gunners, one by one, heard the words, and they all let out a gurgling sound in their throats.

They have never heard of this strange request in their lives.

Seeing that these guys were still stunned, the Holy Son glared at those people and scolded, "What the hell are you still stunned? Do as your adults instruct, fire! ”

The saints also reacted.

One by one, they hurriedly followed what Wen Zilong said, aiming at Wen Zilong's neck.

It's thinner here, and it's easier to tear.

"Fire!"

The Lucky Son commanded.

Bang Bang -

The gunners were stunned for a moment, and then they all opened fire.

The cannon bullet immediately struck Wen Zilong's neck.

However, the recoil of the cannon is too great for accuracy to be mastered.

It is inevitable that some bullets will hit other parts of Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong turned his head and glared over there.

Those people hurriedly readjusted their angles and continued to shoot at Wen Zilong's neck.

About a minute later, Wen Zilong's neck was finally blasted open by a bullet.

The lucky son stretched out his hand: "Ceasefire!" ”

The cannon stopped, and the surroundings fell silent.

A cloud of smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

The situation inside is revealed.

On the ground around him, there was Wen Zilong's blood everywhere, and it looked miserable.

At this time, Wen Zilong, with his head separated, was lying there, looking like he had no life.

Everybody, all looking at this strange bird.

Originally, their goal this time was to destroy the strange bird and his demon army.

But now that the strange bird had been destroyed, they were not half happy.

Everybody thought it was weird.

The strange bird just rushed over and had them blast it in half.

How do you look at it, how do you feel unreasonable?

Things that don't make sense make them feel even more terrifying.

"This ......"

"Holy Son, what now?"

The Lucky Son had already retreated from the vibration mode.

Looking at the corpse of the strange bird that fell to the ground and separated from his head ten meters away, he was also a monk who couldn't touch his hair.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

He replied angrily.

looked at the corpse of Wen Zilong lying on the ground.

He took two steps forward and shouted, "Great ...... My lord? ”

The corpse lay on the ground, unresponsive.

He was not at ease, and took two steps forward: "My lord? ”

The corpse still didn't respond.

The lucky Son said to a saint next to him, "Go over and see if your lord is still alive." ”

The saint's body trembled, but in the end, he could only keep a bitter face and cautiously approach Wen Zilong.

After coming to Skill's side, he was a little frightened and reached the side of Wen Zilong's nose with his hand.

Didn't breathe.

He himself thought it was a little funny.

It's all broken in half, and I'm still going to probe his breathing?

Then he used his hand again and carefully pressed it on Wen Zilong's body.

After a moment, he smiled a little frightened, but also a little delighted: "Holy Son...... Die...... He's dead. ”

The Son was a little unconvinced: "Are you sure? ”

The saint nodded, "No breath, no heartbeat." And...... And the corpses have been separated. ”

The Son thought about it for a while, and asked five or six people around him to test it.

Those five or six people, although some did not dare to approach.

But they can't help the Son's command.

I could only get close to Wen Zilong's body and go for an examination.

Then, turning around, they all said, "Holy Son, you are indeed dead. ”

The lucky holy son was only slightly relieved at this time.

He came to Wen Zilong's corpse, and after carefully examining it himself, the expression on his face was slightly happy.

"It's really dead!"

When everyone around heard this, they all secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

This strange bird is really dead!

However, each of them has a huge mystery in their hearts.

Why did this strange bird suddenly fly in front of them and let them kill it?

It's also too illogical.

The lucky son was naturally puzzled.

But the good thing is that this guy is really dead now.

"Come on, chop up this guy's body for me."

He commanded.

Several people around rushed over, and they were busy moving Wen Zilong's body one by one.

But at this moment, a saint suddenly noticed that in the sky not far away, a large dark cloud was coming here.

"That's ......"

"Look at it, look at that dark cloud......"

"Why is that cloud so fast?"

The Holy Son raised his head and saw the dark clouds, and his face immediately changed.

"It's a fruit bat!"

Soon, though, he calmed down a little.

They are ready to take on the fruit bats.

Those 100 flamethrowers are not vegetarians.

"Flamethrower, prepare!"

The Son looked up with a hint of confidence on his face.

With 3,000 men, 2,900 guns, and 100 flamethrowers, can't they deal with 50,000 fruit bats?