There is no way to avoid it, and when the city is ready.

Thirteen Lang can't give up the blood tripod, and he can't avoid the demon beasts attracted by it, so he can only stick to one way. He had no city, but he had a tortoise shell stronger than the walls, and he was well run, and he could not build a fortress.

If you want to do it, you can do it, and lead a group of subordinates into the tortoise shell, and after a cursory inspection, Thirteen Lang quickly decided on the next step.

In line with the principle of preparedness, he first sealed the six exits, and prepared for the needs of the enemy on all sides. Anyone with a little common sense understands that there are endless monsters on the sea, and the most terrifying opponents are not necessarily individually strong, but those low-level sea monsters that live in groups and are extremely aggressive. Shisanlang has participated in autumn hunting, stepped on Sumeru, and passed through Surabaya, so he has extremely rich experience in this area, so he needs to prepare early.

Living in a group usually means that the individual is not very strong, and from Shiyan just now, it can be seen that demon beasts below level six still have a respectful attitude towards the blood ding. Therefore, Thirteen Lang didn't need to worry about them entangled in him, as long as he carried the section he passed.

Logically, the task is not difficult, and no one knows what the actual situation will be until they meet their opponents. The turtle beast will break through the seventh level, and its carapace, especially the thickness and strength of its back, are extremely amazing, and it is hard to imagine that any low-level demon beast can penetrate it. If you really encounter a monster that lives in a group and can penetrate even a tortoise shell

What can I say, I can only say that Thirteen Lang is destined to commit the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and he deserves it!

"I think it looks like a lonely star!" The big gray donkey didn't spit out ivory, mocked his junior brother and didn't forget to show off, puffed up his chest and said, "Don't be afraid, there is me." ”

Jusan Lang ignored it and focused on examining the weak points of the tortoiseshell, as well as the parts of the tortoise shell that had been injured in the past from battle. Fortify it with seals or formations. As a result, I encountered a happy annoyance: the tortoise shell was too big!

At sea, no matter what. Being large is never a disadvantage. A simple example is when you encounter a storm. Large volume means stability, and heavy weight means that it is not easy to turn, which is not a bad thing. No one knows how big the monsters in the sea can be, since lice can grow into bulls, whales, sharks, and squid? If they are not enough, they will be swallowed into their stomachs by them if they are not big enough, and they may not die, and it is difficult for the mind to accept.

The larger the volume, the more reliable it is in general. But when it comes to preparing to hold on, too big becomes a disadvantage. The size of the turtle beast is more than 100 zhang, and those holes are like houses with collapsed walls, and considering the relatively weak abdomen and periphery, the area that needs to be guarded against is really not small.

Fortunately, there was a buffer for decades on this trip, and Shisanlang's preparation was really sufficient, plus he was not really alone, so he finally made a good distribution after several rounds of careful planning. For example, Tianxin can completely defend one door alone, and the big ash can also seal a gap. There are two flying ants, and there are a few sets of disguise and defensive formations that are not too good, and they can finally deal with it.

Above all, these assumptions are based on the imminent arrival of the enemy. It is an extreme case. Conventional considerations, the two quasi-seventh-level demon beasts would not choose a place where the group of demon beasts was dense as a battlefield, and the spiritual demon beasts would not dare to provoke them. There should be a vacuum around it. Once he was given time to buffer, Jushiro had enough materials and confidence to build the tortoise shell into a real castle. Unsinkable may be an exaggeration, if only to carry the tide of beasts. Grasp it all. Therefore, after settling down roughly, Shisanlang didn't worry much, and he didn't rush to start work, but led a group of descendants to the surface of the tortoiseshell and started two things.

"Fat go into the water, see what happens below, and be careful not to be reckless. ”

The unfamiliar environment must first find out the details, and the feet are the top priority. Thirteen Lang did not want to see through how deep the sea was, but to roughly infer the strength of the opponent who came up from below with Fat Fat as a reference.

If you can fight, you can fight, you can only run, flying in the sky consumes mana, and the monsters in the sea can't be more adaptable than humans, and it won't be too difficult to get rid of. Therefore, after the fat man went into the water, Thirteen Lang looked at the sky with a somewhat puzzled expression.

The idle big gray followed, and he didn't see the name for a long time, and asked: "Huanghuahua, what are you looking at?"

Thirteen Lang pointed to the surface of the water and said, "Isn't it strange?"

Da Ash didn't understand, looked up and down, nodded up and down, and said, "It's calm, it's normal, what's strange?"

Jusan Lang replied, "Isn't it strange that there is such a strong wind above and the water surface is so calm. ”

It's a bit weird indeed, there are a lot of water monsters swimming around the tortoise shell, and you can't see anything in the waves. But if you look far away, you will find that there are only faint ripples on the surface of the water, and Hugh said that there is no wind and three feet of waves, which is simply a mirror.

It looks like a small pond in the house? If the wind is calm, it would be enough, but at this time, you can clearly see the sky like yellow sand, and the clouds are flowing rapidly, and the height is only a few hundred meters

Herein lies the problem.

Da Ash gradually understood, and said suspiciously: "Yes, the wind is only on the top, not down?"

How can there be such a thing in the world? A man and a beast tried to release their divine thoughts, and they immediately found that the higher they went, the greater the obstacles, and there seemed to be thousands of needles in the air, and it was even more wrong to keep piercing the divine thoughts!

Divine thoughts are formless and substantial, not human, not knives, not cloths, not even wind, how can they be pierced? However, this is how it feels, after the divine thoughts reach six or seven hundred meters, the pain caused by the constant penetration of thousands of needles becomes stronger and stronger, and the sea of consciousness seems to be shot into a sieve.

"Whatever. Kui Shen couldn't understand and didn't bother to think about it, so he volunteered and said, "This god goes up and has a look." ”

Shisanlang waved his hand to stop him and said, "I'll go." ”

Big Ash was angry and said, "Look down on me?"

Jusanro replied honestly, "When it comes to wind, I'm better at it. ”

The proud donkey was indignant and said, "Go, go, don't call if you have something, my brother won't help you." ”

Ignoring how Big Ash complained, Thirteen Lang retracted his gaze and said, "Wait for now, there are other things to do." ”

Unexpectedly, the range of attraction of the Blood Ding to the demon beasts, Thirteen Lang did not dare to trespass on the sea no matter what. But before that, Shisanlang was not in a hurry to let go of the blood tripod aura, but to strengthen the tortoise shell while contacting foreign help. With each additional player, Thirteen Lang's strength can be greatly improved, and it should be a priority. As for tortoise shells, it is destined to be a time-consuming and laborious hard work, so take your time.

Sink your mind into the blood. Thirteen Lang felt the breath of the Nine Spirits, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ash asked.

"One more missing. ”

"Dead, right?" Ash asked again.

"Not dead. Ran. ”

The role of the Blood Ding is not only to teleport, but also to sense whether the team members are dead or alive. The simple truth is that if a monk dies in the blood domain, the spirit left in the blood tripod cannot survive. Based on this, supplemented by other means, the holder can roughly judge the distance between the team members and themselves. The reverse is different, the team members can only sense the person holding the tripod, and they can judge their position when they are close enough, but they can't do anything about other people.

This is obviously another big advantage of the Ding holders, which can be used to gather the players. Strengthen. At the right time, Thirteen Lang sensed that there were five breaths available for contact, but at this time there was one missing, and considering that he did not speed away, things were inevitably a little strange.

If you run away alone? You have thought about flying solo in advance? If you put it on the mainland, it may be, and the environment of the chaotic sea does not look like a stupid thing done by an old monster.

"Being chased and killed by demon beasts, I can't help but escape. Big Ash concluded that instead of being sad about the rabbit's death, there was some schadenfreude.

Thirteen Lang said, "Even if it's an escape." Flee this way by air, unless"

Looking up at the sky again, Thirteen Lang's expression was a little solemn.

Big Ash couldn't think of so much, and said impatiently: "Leave him alone." What are we going to do now? Just wait?"

Shisanlang thought about it, took out a Wanli talisman to excite, and released dozens of flying ants at the same time. Raised his hand and said, "Over there." ”

Da Ash was stunned for a moment, and said, "This is leaving, the fat man hasn't come back yet, I'm going to rely on it!"

The voice did not fall. The water was rolling and the waves were monstrous, and the fat was rushing up from the side. Drizzle the ashes into a chicken soup.

"Quack, quack!"

The little fat man changed his voice and screamed triumphantly, not knowing whether he was reporting to work, or laughing at the clumsiness of the land creatures, and letting it tease and tease.

Thirteen Lang nodded at Chubby to show understanding, and said, "Slow down, that person is the closest, contact him first." ”

Action is the last word, don't be afraid of slowness, just be afraid of standing; Thirteen Lang placed a hurricane magic circle on the tortoiseshell butt before, which was purely activated by magic crystals, and there was no need to worry about mana consumption.

The sea is Chubby's home field, and Da Ash wisely chooses to forbear, and asks, "Who is it?"

Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Blood returns to the soul." ”

Big Gray asked, "That's not bad, why do you have a bitter face?"

This team of people is complex, according to Da Ash's understanding, the gun king is hand-picked by the ancestors, strong, stupid and the most reliable, and should be the first choice of convergence targets. In addition, it has a good impression of the newly acquainted Hundred Flowers Fairy, beautiful and soft and not annoying, and has been with each other for ten years, and misses the feeling of fragrant buttocks and back. Blood Returns is ranked third by it, because it has a spiritual background, and can be regarded as half a family. As for the rest, the alert donkey thinks that those guys are purely driven by profits, and maybe they will fight the idea of the Ding people, and they don't catch a cold.

Jusanro replied, "I just don't understand, why does he still use Catwoman's body." ”

It is very appropriate to hide people's eyes and ears by borrowing this kind of thing, but it will affect the performance of strength. This is the Blood Domain, to put it mildly, even the Ancestor's token may not be useful, what else does the Blood Return Spirit have to hide? Besides, it's so interesting to pretend to be a woman? Thirteen Lang himself has the experience of wearing women's clothes, of course he doesn't see it that way.

Da Ash thought about it and said seriously: "That guy was originally a pseudo-mother, and he couldn't be a man." ”

The idea was shocking and vicious enough, and Chubby suddenly puffed out his eyes and screamed in agreement. The experience of connecting the blood to the soul really makes people think about this place.

"Is it really, ahem"

"It must be!" Big Ash said solemnly, "Don't get close to the shemales, let's change directions." ”

"Quack!" Chubby objected, bent on seeing the ladyboy demeanor.

"It's contagious, be careful that you'll hum!" Big Ash looked at the ass of the Tianxin toad, his eyes vicious.

"Quack" The little fat man got into the big gray mane with a loud sound, and refused to show his head again.

"Don't make a fuss. ”

Thirteen Lang didn't mess with the two fools, stood up, raised his head, and his expression became more and more correct.

"Look, I'm going up. ”

(To be continued......)