Personal rescue is not for the sake of being strong, but only because it is the most suitable. The moment he saw the lice swarm, Jusanro realized that he, and perhaps only he, could rescue the Gun King and pull him back from the brink of death.

The waves are surging, the jet torrent rushes straight into the air at a height of 100 meters, the giant lice that come out with the water are countless, the realm is mostly four or five orders, and the proportion of the sixth order is small, but there is a huge overall base, and the number is still quite a lot.

Compared with the numbers, the most terrifying thing is obviously the way they attack, not flying, but jumping! Not biting, but sucking after piercing.

For example, if a needle-shaped mouthpart pops out of a fly's mouth that is magnified ten million times, and a single dose of it can turn a monk into a human stem by letting go of the belly and sucking it once, at first glance, this kind of attack is no different from a demon mosquito, and the power is increased by an unknown amount. But don't compare them to demon mosquitoes, because monitor lice not only have straws, but also have a sharp mouth that can gnaw through iron armor. They first suck the blood of their prey, and then slowly eat the carcass, knowing that swallowing it into their stomachs with their belt bones becomes their own nutrients.

It's instinct, it's their nature.

When they act alone, this parasitic demon beast can't see how powerful it is, so it has always been regarded by the big gray as a relief from boredom and worries, and only when their numbers reach a certain level, and they are surrounded by giant lice in all directions in the air and underwater, people know how wrong their previous views are, and they are thousands of miles away from the truth.

Fast, as fast as crazy! Flexible, as flexible as a flea! Accurate, no attack will fail! Regardless of the level or size, the giant lice family has the same characteristics, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Their legs are so powerful that they can move tens of meters in a single leap of treading water. If you step on a hard object under your feet, you can take off 100 meters, and the cold mouthpiece will not stop. Seems so greedy. A prick, a suck. As soon as he stepped on it, his body jumped out again, and the flightless lice kept flying as if he had not paused.

It was only then that everyone discovered that a large number of flat strange fish were concentrated in the waters around the Mir, and nearly half of the attacks of the monitor lice were concentrated on them, as if they were a collective hunt.

Is it a misunderstanding? Now is not the time to think about it, the vast expanse of water has become a hunting ground for giant lice, and these greedy monsters will not spare any creature with blood in their bodies. With their natural sense of blood, they have long been aware of how delicious blood is on peace. It's almost crazy. As far as the eye could see, a giant lice let out a piercing scream, as if forming some kind of resonance, wanting to prick the heart and soul.

The swarm of lice rolled vertically and horizontally, galloping on the water for hundreds or even thousands of miles, and soon surrounded the Mir in the right, and then

Rumble!

I heard only the roar of Qi Brush, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the sea turned inky. There was an undercurrent surging underneath, and the huge Liliang seemed to overturn the entire Mir. The cries of thousands of giant lice converged, and the entire shijie seemed to be twisted, and it was unbearable to overhaul. I'm afraid I'll faint directly.

They also know how to play tactics! The lice apparently realized that the people on board were not easy to deal with, and used the most ferocious, violent, and most difficult to defend themselves against in the most ferocious, furious, and difficult to defend themselves against. They can't fly, but they can reach up to 100 meters in one jump. The landing point is often the body of the same kind, and it is another hundred meters to pedal again. The calf-like body swooped viciously down from head to foot like a big eagle.

Mir at this time. The five-colored light was swirling, and all the wind gusts had been turned on to their maximum, and the wind roared forward. Compared to a single monitor louse, the Mir is as large as a small mountain, but when you put it together with the whole louse, it is undoubtedly a whale that has fallen under siege of sharks, and it is born with good meat.

Directly ahead, the Blood Dancing King stepped on the top of the Shark King's head, looking indifferently at the front and sides of the head, as well as the group of lice that pounced on the top of his head, with a slightly solemn expression. Although the giant lice were terrifying, they were not qualified to move him, and what Blood Dance was really worried about was the previous discussion, whether it was possible that these giant lice were parasitic on the same demon beast. If so, they will all suddenly run out, you must know that Thirteen Lang did not release the breath of the blood ding, even if it is released, it is impossible to penetrate the boundless depths and reach the bottom of the sea at an unknown depth.

If it was the sea beast that didn't know how much it was so strong that it woke up

The whistling sound was in his ears, and the blood dance looked coldly at the lice group, thinking to himself if he attacked and killed thousands of miles in such an environment, could he do it? If he couldn't do it, how could Thirteen Lang do it?

The Mir must be guarded, this is a general policy that cannot be changed, how Jusan Lang will deal with it is left to think later, the most important thing at the moment is to rush out of the encirclement of the lice swarm, and kill them all by the way.

Even if there are thousands of strong enemies, they can only be deserved the word "by the way"; thinking like this in his heart, the pride in Xuewu's chest gradually rose, and his cold eyes lit up with a touch of blood.

"Two, let's start!" the words fell, and the roar began, and the seemingly delicate body burst into thunder, sending out the first counterattack.

"Roar"

The roar, the lice fall, and the whistling of ten thousand lice is covered by the roar of one man, suppressed until it is crushed into invisibility. Suddenly it began to rain in the sky, a rain of countless runaway lice. The louse swarm came to a sudden halt in front of them, and each of their bodies seemed to be hit head-on by a heavy hammer, exploding layers of blood mist.

Boom! The swaying Mir slammed down, and the entire surrounding sea surface of several hundred meters seemed to be pressed from the sky by a hand, and it fell five feet flat.

The power of a roar, the power of Ruosi!

Back then, when Thirteen Lang first entered Randance City, Blood Dance gently roared and seriously injured him, and cracked together with the shell of evil qi that he had tried to break but couldn't, giving Thirteen Lang a chance to transform and be reborn in disguise. Today, in the face of tens of millions of lice, the blood dance roared with all its strength to kill the enemy, and I don't know how many soul origins were scattered.

It seems that this kind of roar, even the blood dance can't make too much, and after giving the giant lice a head-on blow, the wild shark rushes into the lice swarm with its owner, roaring and raging in all directions.

"A beast who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The original name is Blood Qianchou, with a blood surname, with a blood name, how can he have bloodthirsty things in his eyes. With a low roar, the sea surface was dyed red for 100 meters, and the Blood Dancer King swayed with long sleeves, and his gestures were all supernatural powers, and he opened his eyes and opened his eyes to be invincible.

Behind her, the magic power of the Hundred Flowers Fairy was as beautiful as her person, her mouth was spitting lightly, her body danced in the air, and countless flowers flew out of her body, countless flowers with beautiful colors and delicate shapes, but all with thorns.

"Hundred Flowers, Exhibition!"

Flower drawing, drawing. The sea is the cloth, the flowers open the way, the body is the pen, and the spirit is the guide. The Hundred Flowers Fairy paints in the sky, carefully and carefully painting a picture, or a flower.

A giant lice hissed forward, and somehow countless needle holes suddenly appeared on its body, and the blood shot out of it seemed to be guided, depicting the red in the stamen. A giant lice stabbed off its head, and for some reason it suddenly froze in mid-air, and the carapace on its body was dismantled by the invisible hand, and the black around the bud was stacked. Another monitor louse emerged from underwater, its body suddenly splitting in half, and the glittering mouthparts were plucked off and joined to form a flower stem.

The movements of the Hundred Flowers Fairy are gentle, the graceful body dances non-stop, and the expression is quiet with the solemnity of being afraid that the needle will be mistaken, and the cherry lips are opened again.

"Hundred flowers, splendid mountains and rivers, open!"

One by one, the giant lice turned into corpses, and the corpses were cracked into thousands of pieces, and they were skillfully kneaded with flowers, gradually becoming a grand picture. The mountains on the picture overlap, the rivers are beautiful, and the pines are shapely, just like a real shijie. As more and more giant lice are killed, the pattern of the picture becomes clearer and clearer, in addition to increasing the spiritual color, the overall look looks like a giant flower covering up to 100 meters.

A sand and a stone, all for one side shijie, this flower is the shijie of the Hundred Flowers Fairy's cultivation, and it is also her way, when the flower is completed, it is the beginning of the avenue, and the Hundred Flowers Fairy can be expected.

There are still some monks in the world who cannot perceive the artistic conception and cannot achieve the Tao, and they use imitation or even complete simulation to seek to break through the realm, and sometimes they can also achieve success. That kind of is fake, even if the day gives longevity, this generation will be very limited.

The people that Thirteen Lang worked so hard to choose, which one will be simple. Baihua, Blue Mountain, and the Taoist priest who has not yet returned to the team all have good skills and are the best in the overhaul.

On the other hand, Blue Mountain's attack is very distinctive, he does not use his magical powers like the Blood Dance Hundred Flowers, but fights with magic weapons like most monks, but the treasures he uses are a bit too much.

When a huge disc is in the air, the brilliance is like a crown cover, and the two sharp shuttles around him move up and down to weave ten thousand rays of light, firmly protecting the Blue Mountain in the center, and stepping on a pair of oversized boots, almost equivalent to two small boats. Just for the sake of self-defense, Blue Mountain used four magic weapons, which is worthy of being a model of cautious casual cultivation.

Defense is different from flying, and there are no scruples behind him, the blue mountain can stop on the water, his hands play like a piano in a hurry, and the brilliance flashes out of his hands one after another, as if there is no end.

Flying swords, scimitars, spears, golden drums, giant bells, flying needles and blue mountains are of average quality, and the number of categories is beyond imagination, and it is impossible to prevent it. With so many treasures being used at the same time, Hugh said that ordinary great monks, even the Blood Dance would feel that the divine sense might not be enough, no, it would definitely not be enough.

Needless to say, this old man is very good at distraction.

If it is said that the biggest advantage of monks compared to demon beasts is magic weapons, Blue Mountain will undoubtedly give full play to this advantage to the extreme, which makes people and demon beasts outrageous. In this way, although Lan Shan's gaze was serious, his expression was still not too nervous, in other words, he had not done his best at this moment, if he reached the peak, he really didn't know how many magic weapons he could manipulate.

The three monks struck one after another, and the lice swarm was hit head-on, and the momentum was suddenly setback. In the blink of an eye, the sea of corpses and blood around the Mir was full of killed lice corpses. The monk's supernatural ability to be good at group attacks is vividly demonstrated in this battle, if it is killed by a body refiner, the strength does not matter first, and the efficiency is too far behind.

The three cultivators killed quickly and fiercely, but they could not completely contain the attack of the giant lice, no matter from which point of view, the most ferocious, fierce, and bloody part of this battle was not on the periphery, but on the hull of the Mir.

"your grandma, are you all crazy!"

The big gray roar was louder than that of the Blood Dancer, and the foul language and curses were incessant, and he wanted to turn it into a supernatural power.

"Damn it, what a fuck this bunch of brutes, kill!"

(To be continued......)