The drum sound was not loud, but it was extremely loud, and as the three ripples spread, the battlefield was visibly frozen for a moment.

The feeling of the mosquito is unknown, in the eyes of those who impacted, with Mai Shaofei as the center, three clearly visible white lines chased each other, superimposed into a seemingly low but crushing wave that swept in all directions.

Everywhere it went, everything came to a standstill.

There was a soft sound in my ears, as if an arrow was flying close to my ear: it felt like it was extremely fast, but it was extremely slow.

It's a strange feeling, as if time has slowed down, pulling images that would otherwise be impossible to see past you one by one, but there are no disconnects. People can clearly see that the sprinting demon mosquito is frozen in the air, its limbs and bodies are shattered, and it does not stop decomposing, and then it turns into thousands of tiny particles and scatters them around.

A cloud of dust is formed.

After that, the screen sped up abruptly, and everything returned to its normal speed, and it exploded in a way that was impossible to get around. Because the nerves did not have time to react, people and demon mosquitoes were dizzy from this extreme change: as if a large stone was blocked in their chests and suddenly let go, they were so suffocated that they almost vomited.

At this moment, several earth-shattering roars exploded in the air, mixed with the whistling of demon mosquitoes and the wild shouts of the people, and the chaos was indescribable.

Some of them fell to the ground on the spot, their faces pale as paper, and they could no longer stand up: the demon mosquitoes around them were falling like rain, and there were tens of thousands of them. In the blink of an eye, a gap was formed on the huge field, and except for the howling hurricane and the mosquito king, there was no figure that could stand.

When the small drum was placed in Mai Shaofei's hand, the power increased several times! These three drum sounds, even the original four eyes could not be compared, it was already shocking. Even Mai Shaofei himself didn't expect this small drum to be so powerful, the first time he used this magic weapon, he was afraid that the power was not strong enough, and he almost used up the residual mana at once.

Three drums sounded, and a great shock came from his fingers, and Mai Shaofei spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and all the big ashes were so soft that he could not get up again.

"You...... Bastard thing!"

Mai Shaofei laughed miserably, leaning on Da Ash's body, barely making any movements. A man and a donkey looked at each other, and each other cursed the irresponsible guy in their hearts, and their eyes were sad.

He has done his best, and the rest is only to see Thirteen Lang alone.

At the same time as the drum sounded, the hurricane rolled up by Jusan Lang rushed in the direction of the mosquito king like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins. At this time, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the mosquito king, and he opened his mouth to let out a hiss.

"Uh...... Ang!"

At first glance, the first half of the Mosquito King's cry is like a mouse, but the tail sound is somewhat similar to that of Big Ash, only more sharp and more piercing, like a sword scraping hard, piercing people's hearts.

The demon mosquito has no supernatural powers, but just like the big gray, the cry alone is no less than the high-level supernatural powers. The scream oscillated at a very high frequency, mixed with the unique coercion of the king mosquito, and collided with the sound of the drum.

"Click!"

It was as if two huge waves met, and a tangible wall was suddenly erected in the air, and the confrontation between the sound waves actually emitted the sound of lightning and thunder. Before the roar dissipated, the hurricane rushed through the wall with an incomparable momentum, and a two-foot-long spear slashed through the air like a poisonous dragon, stabbing straight at the mosquito king whose body was shaken and retreated.

This shot condensed the strength of Thirteen Lang's whole body, even if there was a city wall in front of him. The mosquito king was unstable at this time, and his mind was still in chaos, so there was no reason to dodge this shot.

There's no reason to dodge, but it dodges. ...,

The body of the mosquito king shook even more, it was not a frequency that could be achieved by shaking, but a vibration that was actively emitted and not caused by fear.

Its wings seemed to turn into two rows of fans, and its body flashed back and forth at an unimaginable speed at the same time, and with the naked eye, there were seven or eight phantoms swaying in the air, and it was impossible to distinguish the main body at all.

The spear stabbed a phantom, only to spark a few sparks on the mosquito king's stomach. The Mosquito King let out an angry and terrible roar, and his two forelimbs, which were several feet long, stabbed into Thirteen Lang's shoulders like spears.

After all, it was still affected by the sound of drums, and its mind was still a little confused, and in order to dodge the shot, its head was tilted to the side, and it was too late to attack with its most powerful mouthparts.

But that doesn't mean it can't fight back, the six legs of the mosquito king are as thick as short spears, and the dense hairs on them are like just thorns, which don't look like the legs of demon insects, but are as hideous as maces. The two forelimbs are even more ghostly and shining, which are clearly highly toxic.

The inevitable blow did not succeed, Thirteen Lang's face remained unchanged, he did not hesitate to send away the spear, grabbed a leg and twisted it fiercely, and at the same time, his body seemed to be swept up by the wind, floating away.

"Sting!"

"Click!"

With two soft sounds, the Mosquito King's legs and limbs as hard as iron were broken by Thirteen Lang, and the other one was pulled across his shoulder, tearing through the heavy armor and bringing out a fountain of blood.

The Mosquito King let out a terrible hiss, but Thirteen Lang had already flashed behind it, and he didn't have time to change any weapons, he directly grabbed the half-amputated leg and pressed it towards the head of the Mosquito King.

This is his lore! Mai Shaofei used all his strength to create the opportunity, how could Thirteen Lang only make preparations. If the Mosquito King didn't fight back, he would have more severe methods, but because the Mosquito King's phantom was too much to use, he could only use the Mosquito King's legs to use his strength to use the Wind Escape to attack from the back of the Mosquito King.

Finally caught the body of the Mosquito King, and Thirteen Lang was seventy percent sure that he would hit the Mosquito King in one fell swoop: However, to his surprise, the Mosquito King still had a way to deal with such a fierce and unguardable blow.

Its body spun like a windmill, flipped over in a posture that did not conform to the power pattern at all, and its mouthparts did not have time to be erected, and it was whipped on the head of Shisanlang like a steel whip, while the remaining five legs and limbs slashed through the air, like a mountain of guns, stabbing horizontally, without a single dead end.

Where is this still a mosquito!

Even the most proficient flying demon bird could hardly make such an unbelievable action: Thirteen Lang's body instantly shot out countless bloody arrows, and his head seemed to be hit by a club, buzzing into a ball.

As before, Thirteen Lang's strength for the Mosquito King is not enough, and the Mosquito King also underestimates him, and any person who is replaced by such a fierce attack will be suffocated and torn into pieces: However, the Mosquito King does not know Weishenme, and a trace of shiver suddenly flashes in his heart, and his body moves as if surrounded by Xuan Ice, stiff and slow.

On its body, I don't know when an illusory figure appeared, tearing and biting, devouring it like a demon. Unlike beasts, the phantom does not swallow flesh and blood, but the essence, vitality, and soul of the mosquito king.

That's a demon! a real demon.

After devouring the soul of the entire soul flag, and absorbing the countless resentments hidden in the body of Thirteen Lang, the spirit of extreme resentment transformed by the dumb aunt has grown to an incredible realm. Although her body is illusory, it has faintly revealed signs of condensing substance, and its attacks are even more pervasive, although it cannot be fatal for a while, but it is endless, making the mosquito king weaker and more dimmed by vitality every moment.

"Squeak ......"...,

In the painful and angry roar of the mosquito king, the amputated leg in Thirteen Lang's hand pierced the chest and abdomen of the body, inserted into the body for several inches, and could no longer go deeper. Evolving to this extent, its body is no longer as fragile as ordinary demon mosquitoes, whether it is fur or sinew, it has become as hard as armor, and Thirteen Lang was injured and interfered with by other legs, this blow failed to penetrate the body of the mosquito king.

The roar was shocking, and Thirteen Lang drew a bloody path in the air and was bounced out by the mosquito king. At the same time, it turned its mouthparts upside down, inserted viciously into the top of the dumb girl's head, and sucked hard.

"Ahh ，...”

Although it is the body of an evil spirit, the dumb aunt can't stop the suction of the mosquito king. Her body quickly shriveled up as if she were pumping air, and became more illusory, almost to the point of disappearing.

However, after all, she is not a flesh and blood body, but an evil spirit, an evil spirit that contains the extreme resentment of heaven and earth! Although the mosquito king's sucking caused the dumb aunt to be hit hard, it jī sent out her greater ferocity and resentment, not only did not escape, but devoured and bit more ferociously; not only that, but the mosquito king's sucking not only failed to absorb the nutrients for it to digest and grow, but absorbed a large amount of resentment: in its body, black lines collided back and forth, as if there were countless poisonous insects spreading in the body, bringing it great pain and at the same time, it was also more weakened.

In fact, if it is given enough time to refine and absorb these grievances, this mosquito king will grow into an alien that has never been seen before. However, at this moment, where did the mosquito king have time to deal with this, its body flew in the air like a pinball, and its mouth let out bursts of screams.

It's calling, calling its people rushing over. As long as there are thousands of demon mosquitoes to help, even if this resentful spirit is several times stronger, it will be eaten all at once.

The demon mosquito heard the call of the mosquito king, and countless demon mosquitoes swarmed from all directions like sharp arrows, intending to join the attack.

Someone was faster than them, and a bright red figure pounced on it, ignoring the mosquito king at this time, like a mountain of knives, and directly pounced on its belly.

Thirteen Lang's situation at this time can no longer be described as miserable, his body seems to have been cut through countless blood bags, his clothes have long been tattered, and several wounds have exposed bone stubble: what is especially terrifying is that his face was cut open by the mosquito king twice, and the flesh and blood rolled like two grinning mouths. As long as one of them is a little crooked, it will be the end of the eyeball.

Jusan Lang is also crazy!

Seeing that the dumb aunt was gradually losing her strength, Thirteen Lang's eyes flashed with a cold glint that people did not dare to despise, as if a lightning bolt was jumping in it.

He no longer thought about what tactical tricks to use, opened his hands and feet at the same time, and pounced on the body of the mosquito king in an extremely intimate way, directly embracing him.

Coincidentally, it's actually a six-nine style!

"Holy!"

Mai Shaofei was shocked by the tragic scene in front of him, and when he opened his mouth, he burst into foul mouths, and when he saw the demon mosquitoes in all directions pounce again, he suddenly stood up from where he got the strength.

"European ...... Ang!"

Big Ash also stood up.

There are also people, no, and flying ants, they fly faster than Mai Shao, and they are more anxious than the big gray, and thousands of flying ants can no longer take care of any cover for the crowd, like a whistling bird cloud, surging wildly