Chapter 242, Tao (2-in-1)

Listening to Liu Shou's nagging beside him, Lin Sushang looked at him with a frown.

"Are you alright? It's okay to go ahead and take the lead! ā€

Liu Shou smiled.

"Alas... Alas, I'll go, I'll go. ā€

He sped to the front of the line and took the lead.

Lin Sushang took out two handfuls of small things from the Qiankun bag and scattered them behind him, then he was stunned and looked up and glanced around.

This glance made her realize that something was wrong.

She put away the Qiankun bag, flew to the metal plate of Feng Lingzhu, and carried a person from Feng Lingzhu.

"It's hard work Yang Daoyou, it's me who didn't think about it and almost forgot about you."

Because the burden on the team has been lightened, they are more than twice as fast as before.

But no matter how fat or thin, there is some sub-weight during the foundation building period.

On Feng Lingzhu, these eight people add up to nearly three thousand catties, and now the whole team has also accelerated their speed, which is a big burden for Yang Zhao.

Lin Sushang glanced at it just now, and he knew her situation, and this is why he took action just now.

Yang Zhao only felt that Feng Lingzhu's beads suddenly lightened, and the spiritual power consumption was also a little less.

"It's fine, and it didn't take long."

Lin Sushang carried the people and commanded the team in front.

"According to the distribution just now, help all the people on Feng Lingzhu down."

"Whoa!"

The monks in the foundation building period in front took turns to reduce their speed and put people down from Feng Lingzhu one by one.

As the number of people decreased, Yang Zhao's burden became lighter and lighter, and when there was only one Yao Guangshu left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She got down from the Wind Spirit Bead herself, and she didn't put the Wind Spirit Bead away, but just made them smaller and held them under Yao Guangshu.

After all, the posture of carrying Yao Guangshu is not very elegant, so it is better to put it on Feng Lingzhu.

Yao Guangshu's face was a little shy and smiled, and said, "Originally, I still had some strength, but unfortunately after the tooth flag rush just now, I really couldn't squeeze out a little spiritual power." ā€

Yang Zhao comforted softly.

"When you get back to the garrison point, you can breathe well, but it's really amazing, the eight of you can stop a dozen big beetles for so long."

"There must be some means to convince the public, otherwise I am embarrassed to come to Yunzhou Mansion to learn and compete for the leader."

The two of them chatted for a few words, and Lin Sushang, who was behind, bit the Qiankun bag in his mouth, and began to dig out the small things inside with one hand.

Listening to the faint sound of ping-pong behind him, Yang Zhao couldn't help but be curious.

How many knick-knacks did she have in her bag?

In just such a short period of effort, there are dozens of them thrown out, whether it is a magic weapon or a formation disk, the value of this thing is a big amount.

No wonder Liu Shou was distressed just now, and shouted for Yunzhou Mansion to compensate her.

As the burden on Yunzhou Fuxue's side increased, the speed that had just been mentioned dropped again.

Although Lin Sushang threw a lot of silver outside, those big beetles were still chasing closer and closer.

But these people were divided into three waves, and the closest wave to them was only six large beetles, the middle team was a dozen or so, and the back team was almost a dozen.

There seemed to be more people from the Sujin clan than Yao Guangshu said when he assigned the task.

Yao Guangshu also found out about this problem, he frowned and muttered to himself.

"It seems that the other party has transferred another team to our side, is it really going to fight with us?"

Lin Sushang over there took out the last handful of small things and threw them behind, and then stuffed the Qiankun bag into his arms.

Listening to Yao Guangshu's question, she also frowned and glanced at the pursuers behind her.

"Probably not, we have a small fight here, the truce was negotiated between the Sujin clan and us, this is at most a small friction, and no one can afford to start a war rashly."

Yao Guangshu sighed, nodded and said, "I hope so, now these Sujin clans are enough for us to deal with." ā€

"Fortunately, let's take the lead today and scrap the team first, otherwise the opponent's strength will be twice as ours, and it will be troublesome to fight again at that time."

watched Lin Sushang flip it out of his arms, but he didn't turn it out.

Seeing her like this, Yang Zhao took out the bag of palm thunder from his arms and handed it to her.

"Lin Daoyou, I still have a few palm thunders here, I didn't finish throwing them just now, are you useful?"

Lin Sushang was slightly stunned, but he still obediently took the bag.

"Then thank you Yang Daoyou."

She took out a handful of small wooden blocks from her arms, pasted a small wooden block on a palm mine, and finally threw out all these palm mines.

This palm thunder was supposed to explode not long after it left his hand, but he didn't expect it to explode immediately this time.

It seems that the little piece of wood is still a time-delay.

Waiting for Lin Sushang to finish his work, Yang Zhao looked at the black and gray gas around him, pointed and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Aren't we useless? Why haven't those big beetles lost their sights? ā€

Lin Sushang continued to touch the Qiankun bag without giving up.

"That's because we people are stained with the blood of golden beetles, and those golden beetles are very sensitive to their own studies."

Yang Zhao nodded slightly after hearing this, so it was so, he thought that these golden beetles had fiery eyes and saw through the delusion.

Lin Sushang's inventory should be really gone.

It didn't take long for these palm mines to explode as the big beetles chased after them.

Although Lin Sushang threw out a lot of little treasures along the way, those Sujin people are not fools, this trap has been encountered once or twice, and they have a memory of the third and fourth times.

Besides, these big beetles also have golden light on their bodies, which can prevent some small injuries.

These little things didn't hurt much of the big beetles they were in.

Lin Sushang knew these situations, she threw so many small things, it was better to hurt one or two, if she couldn't hurt her, it would be good to delay a little time.

It belongs to the state of having jujube and not jujube.

The light of the sky had gradually brightened, and the light of the stars was shining obliquely on the earth.

The big beetle behind him was getting closer and closer to Yang Zhao and them.

After Yang Zhao's reminder, Lin Sushang no longer bothered his Qiankun bag, and began to recover those unused palm thunders from other people.

It's just that what she ordered at the beginning of this thing was not to feel distressed and to use it hard.

Naturally, the others obeyed her orders, and after the first fierce battle, they didn't use a lot of hands at all.

The reason why Yang Zhao left most of the bag was because she dared to throw two of them down.

The reason for this is that she is afraid that the palm thunder she threw will blow up someone alive in front of her eyes.

But I didn't expect that the Sujin clan was not an individual.

Lin Sushang collected a circle, but only received seven or eight pieces.

She was not too little, and threw small wooden pieces one by one to the back.

With the explosion of these seven or eight palm mines, those big beetles had already chased them more than a hundred meters behind them.

"&啲z竑灋h......"

"Den-kun f} ......"

The big beetle behind kept shouting loudly, and the sound had already reached Yang Zhao's ears.

Yang Zhao estimated that it was some "Stop!" "Don't go and eat our iron balls. Maybe there are some swear words or something, but she can't understand them anyway.

But someone yelling so far behind her did give her a great sense of urgency.

Faced with this situation, the atmosphere of the whole team became even more tense.

Yao Guangshu sat on Feng Lingzhu, stood up tremblingly, and looked around.

Then he raised and shouted: "I just looked around, and found that there is a little more time for half a cup of tea, and we will go to the garrison point of Yunzhou Fuxue." ā€

Yang Zhao listened to Yao Guangshu's words and was refreshed, and the others reacted in the same way.

Seeing that the effect was good, Yao Guangshu continued to make persistent efforts.

"It's been more than an hour since we came out, and Lin Sheng has already opened the formation of the garrison point, as long as we can be safe, we can even fight back with the formation of the garrison point!"

"Good!"

"When the time comes, I will use the formation to settle accounts with these big insects!"

"It's really good, I feel like my spiritual power is a little intermittent."

"I don't even want to talk anymore."

Lin Sushang listened to two sentences and stopped them.

"Don't make small talk to divert your attention, use your mind on flying, otherwise the speed will be slower, listen to Yao Kui, speed up, and move on!"

"Whoa!"

The crowd fell silent and gathered all their strength to move on.

But gradually, someone slowed down, and Yang Zhao slowly made Feng Lingzhu a little bigger, and asked him to put the person on his body on Feng Lingzhu.

The man looked at Lin Sushang, saw her nodding, smiled at Yang Zhao gratefully, and put the person up.

Without such a big burden, the speed of this man's flight has increased a lot.

Immediately, a second and third person was put on Feng Lingzhu.

Yang Zhao felt a little strained again, the spiritual power in her body was sufficient, but the large and rapid invocation of spiritual power still made her breathing heavy.

Seeing this, Lin Sushang asked everyone else to retreat behind Yang Zhao, and she herself put the person on Feng Lingzhu, and then took out a long pale pink gauze scarf from the Qiankun bag.

She flew in front of Yang Zhao and greeted the long yarn in her hand, the pink long yarn quickly became longer, one end was supported under Feng Lingzhu's metal plate, and the other end was dragged in her own hand.

Then her spiritual power poured into the scarf, and Yang Zhao felt that Feng Lingzhu's weight suddenly lightened, and this breath finally relieved her.

(End of chapter)