The cold sweat has not yet dripped down, and it has been dried by the inexplicable strange wind.

The air is mixed with four breaths: fiery, cold, domineering, and dry.

Even if Ma Yu was protected by an auxiliary formation, he felt dry mouth and extremely uncomfortable.

And Xu Rou'er was even more pale, and she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Han Xiangtian was under even more pressure, and the prison cow and unicorn not far away were already angry, and they were about to vent their anger at him.

The quintuplets behind the iron door had already aimed at Han Xiangtian, and his fingers were hooked at the trigger position.

It's just that the old man at the head of the group had a sparkling gaze, and he was a little surprised by Han Xiangtian's performance.

That young man, with a flute with a strange shape, condensed water into a soldier, and injured the unicorn, angering the prison cow.

"Kill him! No one knew we did it. "Although he understands that Han Xiangtian is the son of the Han family, but now that he is tense, the quintuplets must kill him.

The explosive aura formed by the four beasts that Han Xiangtian was enraged under the rage was so strong that it had already overwhelmed the Formation Pavilion, and the four walls began to crack.

If this continues, the Formation Hall will definitely be destroyed.

The quintuplets have served in the Zhang family for many years, and although they are obsessed with the pursuit of immortality, the long-guarded array hall is in crisis, and it is their responsibility to eliminate the cholera makers.

Even if it is the grandson of Han Gong, he can't help it.

"Shoot!" The old man in the golden helmet made up his mind and immediately gave orders.

The triggers of the five machine guns were pulled at the same time, and the five fire snakes could no longer hold it down and rushed out frantically.

The black lead bullet shot at Han Xiangtian at high speed with a hot temperature, even if the four beasts disturbed the aura in this hall, they couldn't change the trajectory of the lead bullet.

Han Xiangtian had already taken precautions, and the flute of the sea played again.

Suddenly, the water vapor quickly condensed into a mushroom-shaped water shield as he thought, blocking him.

The "Boom ......" lead bullet fell into the soft water shield and its speed was reduced sharply.

Han Xiangtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Ordinary lead bullets, you still want to hurt people, this machine gun is nothing more than that." ”

But the lead bullet stopped moving completely, and suddenly exploded in the water shield, and the dense shrapnel instantly tore the water shield, and it continued to explode endlessly.

Han Xiangtian's eyebrows were tightened, no, if he was hit by this lead bullet, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

A weak voice came from behind, "Attack, release the locust bird!" ”

The black wind suddenly rose, and the locust bird drilled out of the ground, and when the lead bullet fragments hit, it flapped its wings wildly.

Under the strong wind, the shrapnel finally grew old, and exploded into tiny fragments again, blasting countless red flames in the air.

The old man in the golden helmet was surprised: "What kind of monster is that, where did it come from, is it also one of the divine beast phantom spirits?" ”

The necromantic aura emanating from the body of the Acacia Bird was completely different from the divine beast phantom spirit that appeared through the formation, and there was no life on its body at all.

"Big brother, that strange bird is weird, let's kill it first." The old man in the red helmet had already aimed at the Locust Bird, ready to kill it.

"Wait, there's a good show." The old man in the golden helmet stopped the old man in the red helmet who was about to pull the trigger, and his tone was meaningful.

Sure enough, the four phantoms in the field who were already angry were actually staring at the Acacia Bird in unison, with fire in their eyes, and their hatred value was instantly full.

Ma Yu felt the changes in the four phantom spirits, and muttered, "Strange, why did they suddenly unify their camps?" And the sprouts seem to point to the locust bird. ”