"Bang, bang, bang."

The soldier's face was ruthless, his eyes widened, the shotgun in his hand continued to spew tongues of fire, and the deafening gunshots rang out again and again.

Every bullet is fired, as long as it touches those Yin soldiers, it will take effect immediately,

The body of the Yin soldier is not as illusory as we think, as if it hit the body of a living person, and with the sound of gunshots, the Yin soldiers began to disappear one by one.

This modified shotgun is pretty good, if it weren't for the relatively few bullets, we wouldn't be going to go up, and we would leave it all to the GIs.

(Ancient Egyptian) "The bodies forged of golden sand, in which the immortal souls occupy them, the monks under the throne of Anubis are gathered by you, and lead the enemy into the arms of Anubis with greater power." ”

The fat man cautiously ran back a few steps, and opened a certain distance from everyone and the Yin soldiers and ghost generals, clenched the golden bottle in his hand and whispered,

Six Fingers watched the battle situation vigilantly, took out the talisman paper we gave him, and tried his best to protect him in front of the fat man.

There are more than two spells on the golden bottle, and among the dense spells, in addition to summoning and repatriation, there are several spells that we don't know the content of.

But the fat man didn't tell us the content, only said that he wanted to surprise us,

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, the five Anubis guards suddenly stopped moving, yellow sand continued to pour out of them, and their facial features became blurred.

Suddenly, where the five guards were standing, a gust of wind blew, rolling yellow sand and flying all over the sky.

"Roar ,,,。"

With a continuous roar, the flying yellow sand stopped, and the five guards had disappeared, leaving only a monster we had never seen before.

No, it's seen, and it's familiar, monk,

This monk is not an ordinary monk, but naked and half-naked, about four meters high, like a little giant.

The naked upper body is full of incomprehensible runes, and the facial features and eyes are all gathered by the yellow sand, which is as vivid as a real person.

And the lower half of the body made us dumbfounded, there were no legs at all, the lower body was a pile of sand, the golden sand slowly flowed beside the monk, and the rustling sound was endless for a while,

The monk bowed slightly and looked at the fat man respectfully: (Ancient Egyptian) "Master"

"Fatty, what does it say?" Dad looked at the monk curiously, and swallowed his saliva enviously: "This summoning beast is simply too ruthless, look at its big arms, and its biceps are bigger than the grinding plate." ”

"It calls me master." The fat man smiled and said to the monk: "Anyway, you can understand Mandarin, so I won't use Egyptian to communicate with you anymore, and I will destroy all those Yin soldiers, and don't even give me the scum." ”

As soon as he heard the fat man's command, the monk nodded, looked up to the sky and roared angrily, turned into yellow sand, and roared away at the Yin soldiers.

I was stunned on the sidelines, this skill is too rebellious, and the legendary summoned beast is nothing more than that, right?

It's good that no one in the pyramid of Arefra controlled the golden bottle to attack us, otherwise it would be really dangerous, I can't handle this kind of big thing,

Thinking of this, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sneakily bent over from the battle group, and ran to twenty meters beside the ghost general.

When the time comes, I will attack him directly here, and beat him up for not being able to take care of himself.

As for why there is no killing intent in what the ghost general said before, there is no time for me to think about it at this time, let's finish the fight first.

Soldier against soldier, king against king, the battle situation at this time is like this,

The Yin soldiers did not attack Lao Dad and Lao Song, but swarmed towards the monks, soldiers, and three sons, and the six fingers and the fat man seemed to be very safe, because none of the Yin soldiers approached them.

It's not like, these guys are still preaching morality, that's really good,

"Roar,." The monk raised his strong arm, and the fist, which was larger than the grinding plate, smashed into the Yin soldiers, and this fist had to hit four or five Yin soldiers.

There's no way, who calls the Yin soldiers too many, it's dense and it's a piece,

"Liuding Liujia enters my body, the Sanqing Patriarch protects my soul, the body and soul of the Dao are crossed, the evil spirits and demons break through their bodies, and I am in a hurry as the law of the Sanqing Patriarch."

The third son leaned on his body to be nimble, dodging the attacks of the Yin soldiers, and kept chanting spells in his mouth, and the green lines on his arms became more and more shining.

After reading it, he grabbed a yin soldier next to him with a fierce smile, and pinched the yin soldier into a smoke-like yin qi.

Lao Song and his father belong to the hand-to-hand combat type, and the two ghost generals are indistinguishable, Lao Song is thick-skinned and not afraid of beating, and his father belongs to the technical flow.

The seven-star sword that borrowed the power of the ancestor to open the front, even the ghost generals didn't dare to touch it at will, so they could only keep dodging.

And the ghost general's combat power is not inferior at all, and the peculiar yin qi on his body has made Lao Song suffer a lot of losses.

Just like I was bound by yin qi before, my dad is okay, he can use the seven-star sword to cut the rope formed by yin qi,

Lao Song was a little embarrassed, as if he had been kidnapped, his arms were bruised, and he was panting and trying his best to break free.

Although it seems that we have an advantage, and the balance of victory seems to be tilting in our side, but if you look closely, it is not like that.

After the Yin soldiers are beaten into mist, that is, in more than ten seconds, they can recover and continue to participate in the battle.

The battle group of the ghost generals here is not divided into top and bottom, and it is impossible to see who has the upper hand.

"It's not a way to go on like this, Uncle Soldier needs time to change bullets, and the third son is to cover him when the soldier changes bullets, the monk should be fine, mainly the two of them"

I squinted my eyes and carefully studied the battle situation, and kept muttering in my heart: "If you continue to fight, it will only be half an hour at most, and the third son will definitely not be able to hold on, and the third son will be in danger as soon as Uncle Da Bing falls, he is an ordinary person." ”

Thinking of this, I came to the conclusion that the thief will capture the king first, and get the mother-in-law before getting married.

Find an opportunity to directly overturn the ghost general, and the group of Yin soldiers below will have no one to command, and it will be much easier to clean it up.

"That's not a Huaxia thing, it's a monster." The ghost general was dumbfounded when he saw that the monk smashed the Yin soldiers like smashing a big cake,

Actually, I can understand, after all, they haven't been out of the country, the buns, the monks haven't seen them, they really don't know.

Also, you can understand Mandarin, why do you want to drag classical Chinese, show that you have a high cultural accomplishment or want to expose your literary and artistic youthful temperament,

"Roar"

The monk roared, just like a machine, not feeling tired at all, and raised his fist and smashed it on the Yin soldier,

It's a pity that the Yin soldiers can't be smashed, they can only be smashed into smoke, and after more than ten seconds, they have to be smashed again, which makes the monk feel very painful.

"Don't get distracted, let's have a good fight." Dad laughed,