Chapter 1879: The Most Soul-Destroying Death in History!

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If those soldiers retreat from each other, it's just that, but there are some people who don't want to rush forward, then it's embarrassing, the unjust souls are just idle and painful, and they break their hands and feet one by one and throw them back!

This is the strange scene that the palace lord and the imperial soldiers just saw!

The little dirty turtle looked proudly at the imperial soldiers who couldn't guess the truth, and their small and short tails couldn't help but.

Gu Qiqi didn't look back, but when she heard that Gong Jue was looking at her behind her, she felt a touch of warmth pass through her spine.

Hey, the stupid man has made progress this time, he didn't rush up with a big bag, he actually watched the play on the side, giving her time and space to play.

In this case, of course, you can't let a stupid man lose face in front of his subordinates in the army.

Gu Qiqi's chin was slightly raised, and his gesture was a little faster in an instant.

She had successfully sealed the exit, and she herself was standing on the boulder at the entrance.

This Valley of Ten Thousand Souls has now simply become a closed gourd!

The people inside can't get out at all, so they can only sit and wait to die!

So, how do they lose their souls and die?

After the battle in the first half of the night, there must be no gilt fire bombs on the palace lord's side, and there is no way to use weapons to assist long-range attacks.

In that case, why not find another way?

Gu Qiqi hooked his lips, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

She held a wire rope in her hand and wrapped it tightly around the boulder several times.

Then, his sturdy figure moved and dodged, and jumped to the high ground next to him.

The other end of the wire rope was pinched in her hand, and at this moment, she dragged it with all her might!

The boulder blocking the entrance emits a "bangβ€”β€”! There was a violent smashing sound, and it flipped directly to the side!

Deafening!

The warriors under the command of the palace lord saw that their eyes were about to bulge again.

Miss Qiqi, what is this going to do?

Don't...... Isn't it to kill the enemy, but to save the enemy?

Why help them move the boulder and open a gap?

It's getting more and more incomprehensible......

At the moment when everyone's faces were confused, faintly, a subtle and clear "click" sound came from a distance.

Click!

Click, click!

It's getting louder and louder, it's getting denser.

It was as if something had broken, brittle, and on this snowy field, it was extremely weird.

The soldiers from the south didn't know what was going on at all, and they were still looking around, thinking that Miss Qiqi was the same as the lord, whether there was any beast corps.

And the soldiers from the north have changed their faces, and their legs are trembling uncontrollably!

Snow!

It's the sound of snow breaking!

A precursor to an avalanche!

Miss Qiqi pulled the boulder just now, not at all to let the group of kings and eight lambs in country S escape, but to make a loud noise and cause an avalanche!

Everyone ignored that there was another advantage in the terrain of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

In addition to being able to form a closed entrance, escape exit, or catching turtles in an urn like Gu Qiqi, it also has an advantage - that is, there are thousands of peaks on both sides of it, and the peaks are sprinkled with snow formed all year round, even if it is summer, it will not melt - in the deep mountains of Hanbeiling, there is no summer!

These snow accumulations are plainly very solid.

However, if there is a violent sound and vibration, then it may be!

Previously, the palace lord bombarded the Teutonic general's camp with a hammer shell, although it was far from here, but the sound was transmitted and accumulated repeatedly, which had caused the loosening of the snow layer.

At this moment, Gu Qiqi fell to the ground with a boulder, which was equivalent to the last straw that crushed the camel.