"Babble!"

Beneath the ground, there was a strange groan.

Listening to this sound, it is as if some opera was singing in ancient times.

Suddenly, I saw a seven-foot-long paper figure flying.

Her speed was extremely fast, and her body made of red paper was blown by the wind.

She floated in front of Sun Yuanqing.

A face outlined by pen and ink stared at Sun Yuanqing expressionlessly.

In her empty eyes, Sun Yuanqing's figure had already been reflected.

Sun Yuanqing looked at her.

I saw that the paper figure was dressed in red, whether it was clothes or body shape, it was drawn with pen and ink.

But the paper on her body was as smooth as new, as if it had only been drawn yesterday.

Sun Yuanqing looked at this scene and frowned.

How can it be a paper man?

What paper can be buried in the ground for so long without any signs of decay?

He didn't know whether this paper figure was strong or weak, and when he was about to make a test, he suddenly found that there was also a paper figure behind him.

An old paper figure was holding a stack of white paper to write and draw, and looked in the direction of Sun Yuanqing from time to time.

Sun Yuanqing's face sank.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

I saw that with a wave of his claws, three scratches instantly appeared on the old paper man's body.

The old man was immediately divided into three sections at once.

But the old paper man didn't seem to be flustered after being dismembered.

He just stretched out his hands, casually pinched the two pieces of body that were about to float away, and stuffed them into his mouth.

On his face, the mouth drawn with a pen is only a small slit.

But the two pieces of paper in his hand were so wide that he could easily suck them into his mouth.

There was a loud chewing sound that seemed to be gnawing meat.

I saw that the body of the old paper figure began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sun Yuanqing glanced at the red-clothed paper man in front of him, still staring at him.

Behind it is this old paper man, gnawing on his body.

There are also many paper figures below, gently fluttering in the breeze.

Sun Yuanqing said disdainfully: "Just this person, how can you stop me?" ”

In the next second, a lot of strange things poured out from under the ground.

There are zombies covered in arrows.

There are women who have been split in half and then sewn back together.

A strong man with his head and looking around.

In this brain, there are more than 20 different weirdness.

"Damn, there's too much here!"

Although he said that, Sun Yuanqing's face did not have the slightest fear.

As one of the strongest people in the Federation, he and his family enjoy too many rights.

Now it's his turn to fight!

"Junshan!"

I saw countless yellow rays of light shoot out from his body.

The rays of light quickly stacked around him, gradually forming curved lines.

As the lines continue to connect with each other, a huge mountain peak is instantly generated, directly enveloping all the strange things.

"Boom Boom"

Countless pieces of dirt around the mountain peak, as if it were being sucked in by a storm, flew towards the mountain.

A towering mountain is rapidly taking shape.

But the monsters will sit idly by.

Some of the weaker monsters fled straight outside.

But when they hit the outer layer of the mountain, they were immediately swallowed up by the tumbling earth.

Weak monsters can't escape, and powerful monsters can't escape.

The red paper girl attacked Sun Yuanqing directly.

A pair of red scissors shot directly at Sun Yuanqing's neck.

Sun Yuanqing slapped it with one hand, the heavy claws and scissors just touched, and in a burst of firelight, the scissors were fanned away and didn't know where they fell.

A cage made of white paper flew behind him, completely covering Sun Yuanqing in an instant.

But with a flash of yellow light, he broke free from the cage.

He was a town-level powerhouse, how could he be defeated by these weirdness?

He's not that weak!

"Seal the mountain!"

As the soil layer had spread to the top of the mountain, under Sun Yuanqing's order, the entire mountain body of the mountain continued to strengthen under the shroud of yellow light.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Countless monsters were crashing against the mountain, as if trying to get out of it.

But no matter how big the bulge was hit, the next moment it would be immediately repaired by the yellow light.

Near the top of the mountain, more than a dozen strange monsters attacked Sun Yuanqing while breaking through the mountain.

But as they fought, these monsters fought on their own.

Between the weird and the weird, it's not the same camp.

They are only themselves in a camp.

In addition, other monsters and humans are all objects that they need to destroy.

In a chaotic battle, Sun Yuanqing secretly stole chickens while borrowing strength.

For this kind of besieged situation, Liang Yongyuan let them train many times.

Sun Yuanqing originally thought that he and the others had become the highest force in the Federation, so there should be no need to train in this situation, right?

When encountering strange monsters, with their own high strength, isn't it quacking and killing?

But he couldn't resist Liang Yongyuan's insistence, so he could only do it.

Now that he has really encountered this situation, he feels that Liang Yongyuan is really very far-sighted!

He followed the previous training methods, so that he could always remain uninjured in such an attack-intensive environment.

The injury seemed to be an extremely ordinary trivial matter for a warrior.

But in this situation of being under siege, if someone is injured, then it means who is likely to be the first to go out.

In order to relieve the pressure behind them, most of the other opponents will unite to attack the injured person in this situation.

In Liang Yongyuan's theory, who can be injured or killed is not the most important thing in group battles.

The most important thing is to always keep yourself in good shape.

Only by first becoming the one who will never get hurt, and secondly, it is possible to be the winner in the end.

So Sun Yuanqing faced the strange attack, and he hid if he could.

I really can't dodge, just hit a dozen, and then run away when I find an opportunity.

He just had to wait for the other monsters to decide the winner, and then pick up the bargain.

Anyway, as long as he can trap these powerful monsters and prevent them from having a chance to scourge the city, he will be considered a success.

Sun Yuanqing is still fighting, and on the other side, the battle in Dongyang City is about to come to an end.

Under the control of a large number of commanders, all kinds of town-level, town-level and village-level warriors greeted the attacks of the terracotta warriors in waves.

Whether it is logistics or the replenishment of combat personnel, the command staff has done quite well.

So much so that the director of the sanctions bureau hung around the city wall for a long time, but he failed to find a chance to interject.

Seeing that the terracotta warriors in the distance were no longer as surging all over the mountains as before, he excitedly encouraged:

"Everyone, do your best! As long as these terracotta warriors in front of me are destroyed, my Dongyang City will be safe! ”

His words greatly boosted the morale of a wave of low-level martial artists.

But the team, which was originally uniform and commanded like an arm, immediately began to get out of control because of the restlessness in the hearts of the warriors.

The commander and those town-level martial artists did not feel excited or excited after listening to it.

They were still doing their own thing with calm faces.

And by the way, he grabbed some warriors who wanted to jump off the city wall and fight bloodily.

The head of the sanctions bureau looked at the situation that had suddenly become chaotic, and he also wanted to stop it.

But he was immediately stopped by a monk from the Immortal Dao Sect.

"Don't talk, it's just going to get more and more chaotic, let the person in charge of the command continue to command."

When the director of the sanctions bureau heard this, he could only nod his head curtly.

A whole that originally ran the process was afraid of sudden external interference.

That's why as long as it's the military, there's no second voice allowed.

If there are many orders, the people below will not know who to listen to.

Even if one party does not give its own instructions on something.

But the people below will inevitably have reservations when it comes to fulfilling the requirements of the other party.

Because he will worry that what he is doing will not satisfy the ideas of both parties.

Either try to make the result better, or try to wait and see if there is anything else on the other side.

As a result, the operating efficiency of the entire collective will drop a lot.

Now, because the interference of the director of the Dongyang City Sanctions Bureau was immediately ruled out, the entire group quickly returned to normal under the reprimand of the commander.

Since the nest of the Terracotta Warriors has been suppressed, it is only a matter of time before the remaining Terracotta Warriors are cleared after there is no follow-up replenishment of the Terracotta Army.

On the city wall, a string of bloodied medical soldiers were shuttling quickly through the crowd.

"Has anyone been hurt? Has anyone been hurt? Look at the people in your neighborhood, someone is injured and hurry up. ”

"Boom!"

One of the terracotta warriors was smashed by a trebuchet against the blue shield, and after a few flashes of the shield, he slid down the shield.

The Terracotta's attempt to break through through with a trebuchet did not succeed.

The next moment, an iron gun was shot up, nailed directly to the shield.

A warrior who was approaching the shield and was attacking the terracotta warriors under the city was immediately stabbed in the chest with an iron spear.

"Doctor! Over here! ”

"Doctor! I've got that too! ”

The medics scurried in the direction of the sound.

Although the battle in Dongyang City is nearing its end, the casualties on both sides continue.

Now, Sun Yuanqing, who is outside the city, has reached the last moment.

At present, among the peaks, only he and an old paper figure are left.

He kept shuttling among the peaks.

Since this mountain was created by his own ability, he can constantly move around in it like a fish.

But the old paper man, who was seriously injured, didn't have this ability.

The white paper in his hand flew out layer by layer, turning the surrounding dirt into confetti.

A long, narrow passage grows and spreads, allowing him to move through it quickly.

The old paper figure seemed to have been twisted into a rope, and his whole body was bubbling with black gas.

The broken places are still eroding and expanding, and it seems that they will never get better.

Although Sun Yuanqing is not afraid of this weirdness at all.

With his strength, he may be able to eliminate it easily.

But according to the training he had received, he knew that this powerful monster might burst into great power before dying.

If you are injured or even die because of this, it will be more than worth the loss.

Now, he just needs to delay, and time will naturally send victory to the door.

He didn't have to gamble at all.

He had been hiding with the old paper man for more than ten minutes in the mountain peak.

He can have a sharp feeling, and the old paper man's shuttling ability is not as good as before.

The old paper man saw that he couldn't catch up, so he also stopped.

His forehead is now densely covered with sweat.

The sweat had washed and twisted the facial features on his face.

The stack of blank papers in his hand was now only three left.

He looked at the dirt around him, and without hesitation, he directly threw up the three blank papers.

"Bang la la"

The three sheets of white paper were windless and automatic, and there was a burst of trembling sounds.

The old paper man held out his fingers, and a string of black liquid flew out of his fingertips.

The ink quickly sketched the picture on the three blank sheets of paper, and strings of twisted lines were constantly covering all the paper.

The next moment, the three pieces of paper immediately closed together, and a huge pangolin suddenly took shape.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the black qi on the old paper man suddenly decreased by one-third.

Although the pangolin is made of paper, it is watered with blood, and its demeanor is vivid, like a real animal.

The pangolin, under the command of the old paper man, began to quickly plow the ground.

It was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for it to leap forward.

Feeling the changes inside the mountain, Sun Yuanqing obviously knew what the old paper man had in mind.

As soon as he thought about it, the dirt from the outside world flew up from the ground.

In which direction the pangolin is drilled, Sun Yuanqing directs the soil to fill in.

After a long time, the old paper man found that the pangolin had not been able to break through the mountain for so long.

Just as he was about to strike again, the pangolins dug out the passage and shot at the two of them.

Feeling that the old paper man was constantly resisting the soil thorns, Sun Yuanqing immediately increased his efforts.

At this time, a group of responders from the Federation also appeared at the scene.

They looked at the huge peaks that towered into the sky, constantly stacking and expanding, and they all showed expressions of admiration.

A town-level martial artist said in his mind: "The town-level powerhouse is indeed worthy of his reputation. ”

Another martial artist also said: "Yes, with his body as a template, we can also have such an ability in the future, just cultivate well!" ”

More than a dozen town-level martial artists flew in the direction of the mountain peak.

At this moment, a huge arrow suddenly shot from the sky.

The arrow shot straight into the mountain.

The next moment, the mountain peak, which was still growing, stopped in an instant.

"What's the situation?"

Everyone looked up.

I found the phantom in the sky, and at this time it was still in the state of bending the bow and shooting arrows.

"Aren't all phantoms projected? Why was he able to launch an actual attack? ”

No one could answer his question, because there was also a heated discussion taking place within the current Zerg Strategy Department.

This town-level powerhouse suddenly found that the mountain peaks above the sky began to disintegrate.

The soil that had been absorbed began to fall as if gravity had ceased to exist.

At this time, a huge black giant arrow ran through three of them.

Sun Yuanqing, the old paper man, and the pangolin.

The old paper man and pangolin have completely shrugged down, and it seems that they are dead and can no longer die.

And Sun Yuanqing seemed to be alive, and his body was still writhing in mid-air.

More than a dozen town-level martial artists immediately rushed forward.

(End of chapter)