As he said this, in the middle of another battlefield in the distance, Tucci and his fierce spirits were under siege, and they had reached the point of life and death.

"Xiao Shisanlang, you despicable, insidious, shameless and hooligan beast"

In retrospect, Tucci found that since the appearance of the thirteen langs, he has followed the rhythm of the other party from beginning to end, what experiences, touting, suspense, etc., are all to arouse his curiosity, and finally shouted the inexplicable "kill!" because of the existence of "small unbearable will be chaotic".

Is it your fault?

Actually, there's nothing wrong with that.

The exchange is seen as an exchange of information, and Tucci has received far more than Jussanro, knowing a general idea of his life, his origins, his strengths, and even his weaknesses. On the other hand, Thirteen Lang didn't get any real gain from Tucci except for a little cheap in his mouth, until he inadvertently agreed to a small request and shouted out that voice.

What's the big deal about shouting a killing word, at most it will be seen as a joke, but at that time, the situation was different, and the Yokonuma fierce spirit was affected by some strange powers, and it moved when it heard the killing.

Influence from the highest level of spirit and demon power collision, whether at ease or at ease, their aura can be an opportunity for low-level fierce spirits, or it can be turned into poison. However, one thing can be concluded that after the impact of the two diffusion, the minds of everyone present were shocked, and they were not as sober as usual, in contrast, Yokoyama Fuji and Jujuro had their own protection, and they were the least affected by them.

(This is a coincidence, Thirteen Lang could not have expected it in advance, but then again, Yokonuma Fierce Spirits are not good in the first place, and even if they didn't have that kind of influence, most of them would have acted instinctively when they heard Tuqi shouting to kill.) Now that I think about it, the foundation laid by the year of "walking together" with people has played a role. Earlier, Tucci and the backer king competed against each other, and the natural rejection of ghosts with one blow paved the way for this outbreak, but it was not the beautiful judgment that reaped the results, but the thirteen Lang who had just been singled out.

Apparently yes or sold lightly, Tucci felt a deep sense of frustration. Very powerless, more and more angry.

"Despicable!"

An excellent commander always hopes to be able to control a qiē on the battlefield, but fighting a war is like life, there are always some things that cannot be done, as strong as Mei Shuai did not expect that the backer king would be able to flee so resolutely not long after the battle began, and almost made a big mistake, similar reasoning, Tucci couldn't think of it at all. Just shouting, he completely betrayed himself, and there was no way out.

It's wrong and wrong, the team that rushed out wants to take it back, not to mention that it is difficult for Tucci and Da Luo Jinxian to do it, and the opponent doesn't believe in the misunderstanding, he only thinks that Tucci has a plan, and reacts immediately. In desperation, Tucci made a wise and at the same time stupid decision. Point the spearhead of the attack at the group of ghost kings on the right side of the battlefield.

Strategically, the entry of the Ghost King is not in accordance with the rules of Yokonuma. Tucci has enough reasons to fight, and at worst it is better than a direct civil war with the backer king; from a tactical point of view, cooperating with Renxiu to besiege the backer king can certainly win the battle, but if you can't escape being attacked by the ghost king, it may eventually turn into a battle between the two tigers.

Admittedly, this is right, and Tucci is a bit selfish. He felt that it would be good for people to fight with the king of the backers, weaken this powerful neighbor, and at the same time be able to see what other cards Shisanlang had; On the contrary, his subordinates are generally stronger than their opponents, as long as they kill chickens and monkeys and engage in one or two families, the rest will definitely collapse.

The idea is right, the fight is not like that at all, at the beginning of the battle, it was indeed as Tuqi expected, and the ghost king in front of it was vulnerable, and was quickly rushed to pieces, just when Tuqi was proud, there was a ghost king army formation on the left and right sides to attack fiercely, and at the same time, it was blocked by another team behind him, surrounded on all sides.

The fighting will of several teams is not at all as Tucci imagined, fighting resolutely and ruthlessly, showing a posture of "the whole army will not hesitate to be destroyed".

The situation changed completely, and the besieged Yokonuma Legion was like a trapped beast in a bitter battle, and the rest of the ghost kings quickly saw the advantage, and followed those teams to join the siege and beat the water dogs. Tucci himself fought against more than eight ghost kings, killing one and severely injuring three with his own hands.

However, there are more than a dozen ghost kings.

"Kill!"

At this time, Tucci no longer had the slightest idea of pretending, hiding, and preserving his strength in his mind, and only wanted to use the most ferocious posture to scare off his opponent;

Entangled so far, the Yokonuma Legion has not counted the enemy, and its own losses have exceeded 30%. There is no count of the wounded here, and the loss is the death in battle, which can be called a war of annihilation in an ordinary battlefield, but here, the combat power of the Yokonuma murderous creatures weakened by Yan zhòng has been greatly reduced, and the slaughter has just begun.

Tucci was besieged by the five strongest ghost kings, not to mention killing people to save the scene, and he didn't even have a chance to catch his breath.

Why is this? Why did the army of ghost kings, who should have harbored ghosts, suddenly become an iron army?

"Ahh

The snake-like body suddenly elongated, and Tucci's indifferent face "fell off" from his skull, flying out like an arrow, biting the Demon King's magic weapon in one bite. Such a strange attack method caught several ghost kings off guard, and the frontal enemy was severely damaged by the destruction of magic weapons, and a gap finally appeared in the encirclement.

"Xiao, ten, three, Lang!"

With a long roar, Tucci knew that he couldn't miss this rare opportunity, and decided to endure the pain and cut off his tail to survive, and he wanted to run.

"What's it called, miss me?"

A figure came out of the sparks beside him, scaring the red-eyed Tuqi, and when he saw it clearly, it was Thirteen Lang, who was full of anger and suddenly erupted like a volcano, and was just about to scream, but was dumbfounded by the next scene.

"Oh my God!"

Ten miles of fire is bright, hundreds of firebirds are singing, and today the poisonous sun appears for the first time in the underworld, splashing the yang fire on the top of each ghost's head. In the blazing sun, the three-legged firefowl looked down like a king, smiling and scolding to comfort Tucci.

"Idiot, I really thought that the Nine Great Ghost Kings would connive at these grass kings, there are chess. ”

Wake up the dreamer with a word, and at this moment Tuqi realized that those extraordinarily brave ghost kings were not grass and brave at all, but regular ghost king generals. Chess pieces that have been arranged hundreds or thousands of years ago. It's like the people in the rivers and lakes must have court officials, who are mixed in the wilderness to lead the Lu, in disguise to ensure that the reckless ghost king cannot sit big and threaten the rule of the nine ghost kings.

Raising troops for a thousand days was used for a while, and now these "court people" come in handy, they are not afraid of the exhaustion of their subordinates, and they attack with all their might. And once someone takes the lead. Those treacherous and cunning ghost kings immediately saw the opportunity, and they couldn't get a piece of the pie.

It must be mentioned here that ghosts usually do not have flesh and blood bodies, and in order to refine magic weapons, real materials are indispensable, and from this point alone, Yokonuma Fierce Spirits are a great treasure for the entire underworld, and they are invaluable.

"Wise I"

Understood, but meaningless, looking at the red sun in the sky. Looking at the surrounding army of ghosts that instantly changed from victory to wolf, and then looked at the surrounding ghost kings who were fierce before and frightened at the moment, Tucci suddenly felt that this battle was really boring, and life was amazing.

"Beast, Commandment, Beast, Commandment"

Ten miles of scorching sun in the sky, the brilliance covers thousands of miles. Countless screams and shouts suddenly sounded in the range. Roaring, roaring, its effect is like a war drum before the army rushes to kill, completely lifting the curtain that symbolizes killing. Puffs of wolf smoke floated from his body, his faces panicked, and his painful howls came from his soul. Yokonuma's dark fog that never dissipates escapes in all directions, like a natural predator.

A strong man in the form of a humanoid ghost is on the way to kill, his clothes fluttering like a fairy, with a cruel smile on his face. The sword was bright, and he was about to take off his opponent's head. Dig out its heart, skin and bones to fill the treasury, and since the beginning of the war, the treasury, which had never seemed empty and pitiful, has been devouring life like a giant beast, and it is no longer enough.

There is no need to worry about this, there are ghosts withering everywhere around, and more than a dozen ghost and thing coalition armies are standing in the same country, and some are opportunities to increase the collection and already have the magic weapons that have been installed. If he really can't, he can still steal his secret hand and snatch it from other teams. The battlefield is in chaos right now, and the fierce spirit has been defeated, but its resistance is becoming more and more fierce, and in the chaos, killing one or two of his companions will not be noticed.

The alliance is temporary, and after this battle, everyone is still an opponent, and the king, who believes in himself, knows this very well, and will never let himself spit out what he has eaten in his mouth.

In this world, becoming stronger is the king, thinking to himself, the strong man's speed skyrocketed again, sending the blade into the opponent's throat.

"Go, die!"

There is no ghost who is not envious, although for ghosts, no matter how much blood they swallow when the realm is not enough, they can't grow a real body, but that temptation still makes them unable to refuse, forever.

The Yokonuma spirits that live in the underworld can't be compared to pure sanitization, but they are alive after all, with blood, skin, flesh, and bones that make ghosts jealous and hateful, and even the saliva they spit out when they breathe is so tempting. Life and death are sometimes like the difference between truth and falsehood, looking at those who will bleed and sweat, and the ghosts with high intelligence sometimes hallucinate, the other party is the real being, and they are just illusions.

"Ahh

The blood light appeared, and the strong men let out a suppressed but cheerful cry, and the strong jealousy gave them extra pleasure when facing living creatures, and every time an opponent was killed and stabbed, they would always be excited and even tremble.

At this moment, a beam of light came from overhead, no, a piece of light, and the feeling of warmth was so alluring, more fascinating than the blood splashed on his face. However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and the indescribable pain came to my mind, stabbing the soul.

"Ahh

The cry turned into a scream, and the face of the strong man, which had taken a lot of mana to maintain, changed in an instant, his clothes turned into green smoke, and the indestructible blade in his palm was changed, and it was rusty. Unable to deal with it, he instinctively began to flee, stopping the counterattack, wrapping himself in one heavy method after another, and escaping the area as fast as possible in vain.

There are no dead ends, no blocks, blazing flames everywhere, surrounded by ghosts like him, smoking, wailing, rolling, running for their lives, desperately rushing away, rushing to kill and blocking in front of him, in this case, unless you can take a thousand miles, there is no escape.

Interception is not very useful, no matter what magic weapon, after being contaminated with the sun, it is like time being accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, the spirituality is lost, the quality is better and develops in the direction of scrap metal, and the poor quality simply disappears like their owners, there is no way to think about it. As for the Dao Method, ten percent of the mana is sent out, and the power exerted is at most three or four percent.

What's going on, what can I do!

Confused, confused, frightened, and after a few hesitations, the strong man whose whole body was corroded by the sun to the point that it was about to be transparent raised his head bravely, and there was a blazing light in front of him.

The sun blinded him, and the wind came from behind him, and the fierce creature he had nearly killed swooped down and tore it apart.

"Whew!"

Before he died, a familiar and unfamiliar roar came from afar, as if he was suffering from pain and despair that he had never experienced in his life.

In a trance, the strong man could tell that it was him and their king.

The army's combat is unpredictable, but all changes are inseparable from it, and in the final analysis, it is only one sentence: fight less with more, and attack weak with strong.

If you can't, you should give full play to your strengths and attack the enemy's shortcomings.

No one is more proficient in tactics than Mei Shuai, he mobilizes all the forces that can be mobilized, except for Thirteen Lang, who can fight freely, and the rest are all in his mind.

The battle has entered a climax from the very beginning, and the person who has seized the opportunity has successfully realized the strategic intent, and the next thing is very simple, who is faster! If the core of the backer king can be eliminated, the overall situation of this battlefield will be determined, on the contrary, if the backer king can hold on, the six thousand miles of ghost pawns are not enough to kill, and it is inevitable that the nest will fall.

At this moment, the entire battlefield is like a star map, and like a huge and incoherent, always involved in countless living beings of the millstone, roar and impact filled the ear drums, blood is more colorful than flowers, as the person who presided over this sacrificial situation, the beautiful handsome expression slowly turned from solemn to indifferent, there is no life and death in his eyes, only a game of chess that must be won.

Where to divide, where to besiege, how to exterminate, where to need support, and to give up!

In just one stick of incense, the ghost pawn is not counted, and the death of the life and cultivation has exceeded 100! You must know that at the end of the fierce battle with the four mastiffs, there were only more than ten casualties.

In this regard, Mei Shuai is at most just watching, no, she doesn't even want to look at it more.

Around, from time to time, there were fierce spirits pounced on the mad spirit ground, hitting hundreds of thousands of flying ants head-on, plus a toad that was sometimes large and sometimes small, and then there were those who had lost their strength in the previous competition. Everyone has done their best, and the all-powerful Luosang Gumu is devoted to the battlefield, and there is not even a single branch to support the homeland.

The sturdy and powerful mad spirit turned into a lonely boat, crumbling under the continuous ferocious impact, all of which the commander of the United States ignored, completely entrusted his own safety to Bai Yi, Guan Guan, etc., and commanded the battlefield wholeheartedly.

Even so, when the red sun rose into the sky to light up the battlefield, when the human firepower was fully released, the strong mental impact made Mei Shuai unable to keep calm, and couldn't help but turn his head and glance at it.

One glance, I can't take my eyes off it.

"Thirteen Lang, you bastard!"

(To be continued......) R1292