Chapter Twenty-Six: The Poison Vessel is called the Sore Beast
Four or five days after the army went deep into the barren land of the salt owl, the smell of salty in the air here became stronger, most of the demonic beasts here are intermediate-level demonic beasts, and the wisdom of the middle-level demonic beasts is higher, except for the salt-armored turtle with a relatively mild temperament, it will not take the initiative to attack, and the rest of the demonic beasts will no longer blindly flee when they see the summer palace guards, but some will attack strategically.
Of course, this so-called strategy was nothing in the eyes of the summer palace guards, but only increased the pleasure of hunting.
The chief priest of the Northeast Province, the master of the sleeping beauty, shouted excitedly as he watched the Summer Palace Guards hunt the demonic beasts, but Yun Longjian shook his head when he saw it, the luxurious lineup of the Summer Palace Guards was shocking, but in terms of military literacy, the current Summer Palace Guards were not an army at all, at best, they were just the quality of a group of guards, and compared with the whip of the God of War of the baggage troops behind, it was a world of difference.
As long as the demonic beast is discovered, no matter which unit it is, it will all rush up, and there is no formation and attack level at all, just like a group of hungry vicious dogs seeing a pile of steaming stool.
Yun Longjian saw with his own eyes that a mid-level demonic beast was hit by a dozen ridge spears and five or six flying blades at the same time, plus a sluggish Warsong aura and three spells of Pichu Mage.
Suddenly, a poisonous vessel Jun salt sore called beast appeared, Liu Weifan was sharp-eyed, saw this treasure at a glance, and immediately stood up from the two-headed golden dragon phantom beast excitedly.
"Hehe, good thing, capture her alive for me, Malegobi, which one hurt him Lao Tzu and wanted his life!" Liu Weifan exclaimed excitedly.
"Is this Demonic Beast very powerful?" Yun Longjian saw that this Demonic Beast was barely intermediate, why was this Lord Priest so excited?
"Damn! What a fart, it's just an adult toy!" The main priest of the Gang clan beside him looked at Liu Shifan, who was shouting excitedly on the golden dragon phantom beast, and couldn't smile bitterly.
Adult toys Could it be the same function as inflatable toys Yun Longjian looked at a humanoid creature covered in bloody scars and felt incomprehensible when ordinary people looked at it in their stomachs.
Looking at Yun Longjian's confused eyes, the chief priest of the Gang clan gave Yun Longjian a general idea of the role of this magical beast.
It turns out that our Sleeping Beauty master only looks at his cry when he sees this monster, this kind of monster is also called the sore (bed) beast, because the scars on their bodies will never heal, and they will make a ** sound before night, and this ** is a very soul-destroying sound in Beamon's opinion.
The male called the sound of the beast, Smecta and all kinds of roars, so that the women who made the water suddenly showed the water word vividly, and the female Yami butterfly and all kinds of oh ah, even made the male Beamon hear the beast's blood boiling.
It turned out to be an adult toy, Yun Longjian laughed after hearing it.
There are only ten members of the battlefield observation group this time, which is the limit for our arrogant Lord Liu Weifan, Yun Longjian and Lord Wilbur, the chief priest of the Qi clan, and the other eight warriors of the Lane clan, Prince Simba did not participate in the observation group but stayed behind the whip of the god of war, which made Yun Longjian feel a little strange.
In order to capture this mid-level demonic beast alive, the summer palace guards called the sores (bed) beast turned out to be the whole army, the phantom beast air force above, and the archery troops below took the lead, and even the hoplites put away their armor and pounced.
An army of forty or fifty thousand people for a group of demonic beasts had forgotten that they had come here for the military purpose of sweeping away the salt barbarians here and opening the passage from Beamon to the Ward Mine.
Yun Longjian looked at it and sighed secretly, no wonder the royal family of the Lane clan insisted on eliminating the domain, and this sleeping beauty lord was too unserious.
The beast is very flexible, and the owner of our sleeping beauty has ordered that she should not be injured, this agile mid-level monster actually led our summer palace guards to run for a whole afternoon, and it was not until sunset that it was captured alive by the summer palace guards who surrounded the inner and outer three layers.
Looking at the sores (bed) beast that was already tired and unconscious, Liu Shifan finally showed a satisfied smile, "Order to camp in place and wait for those damn fools with the whip of the god of war!"
The whip of the god of war is also the task of transporting baggage, how can the action keep up with the summer palace guards, it is estimated that it will not be much to be able to come up in three or two hours.
The red sun on the horizon has set, and the afterglow is scattered in this world of salt crystals, and there is a little strange in the back, Yun Longjian looked at this vast weird red, and suddenly remembered a sentence, 'The clouds around the sunset on the horizon are red like blood, it seems that tonight is another night of killing'
Yun Longjian and the eight strong Lane warriors didn't care along the way, but the chief priest of the Clan was tired, and at first he could run a few steps with the team by himself, but later, although he had been brushing himself with the aura of the 'Forgiveness of the Goddess of the Mountains and Forests', how could the physique of the sacrifice be compared to the summer palace guards? The road behind was basically dragged by the eight Lane warriors.
"Oh, I can't run anymore, my old life will be gone!" said the chief priest of the Gang clan spread on the ground.
"Maybe you can't run away, did the chief priest find that these ** beasts chased by the summer palace guards seem to be intentionally leading us to run?" Yun Longjian whispered to Wilbur, the chief priest of the Ji clan.
"That's right, how can a ** beast that looks like it's just an intermediate-level demonic beast have such a speed?" Yun Longjian's reminder made the main priest of the Clan immediately realize that there was indeed something wrong.
"Yes, I saw them running away a few times, but I didn't expect them to reappear after them after him!" shouted the Ryan warrior.
Yale, who was looking at the poison vessel Jun Salt Sores and the Beast, suddenly turned to look at this side, a flash of alarm flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that the shouting of the Lane warrior had caught his attention.
"Your Excellency, this battlefield observation group"
Before he could finish speaking, the Sleeping Beauty Lord interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Don't worry about them, the two god sticks with a bunch of little lions are just trying to learn from Lao Tzu to arrange troops."
"It's a little strange that the field observation group doesn't send a general who leads the troops to fight, and that oracle seems to be a little uneasy!" Yale whispered.
"Then drive them away!" Liu Weifan was slightly stunned and said to his takin warriors.
"The battlefield observation group is what you promised His Majesty, my lord, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to drive them away, right?"
"Damn, what king? If it weren't for the ancestral training that our Sleeping Beauty Territory can't be called king, and it would be his turn to be the king of Beamon? Hurry up and let them get out!" Liu Weifan said impatiently, and stepped on the ** beast on the ground with his foot.
"Ya Butterfly!" the semi-unconscious **beast let out a sigh**, and the ** Liu Weifan showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"Your Excellency, Lord Lord, is really domineering!" Yale slapped on the back of the moment.
The takin warrior was embarrassed and walked towards Yunlongjian and other battlefield observation groups, although he did not approve of his lord's style, but he still had to carry out the lord's orders.
At this moment, suddenly an orange light rose on the horizon in the distance, and the orange light was soon surrounded by a cloud of mist, and after the refraction of the mist, it instantly became colorful, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, with a strange beauty.
"Could it be the legendary Flying Orange Mist Salt Beast?" Yale said, looking at the multicolored light in the distance.
"Flying Orange Mist Beast! Unexpectedly let us run into Flying Orange Mist! Great!" Liu Weifan's eyes reflected the beautiful scenery in the distance, "Malegobi! Fortunately, Lao Tzu brought the Air Force this time, otherwise he would have really missed this good thing!"
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