It's a good thing that no one is chasing after them, but when they get to the door, they can only make trouble against the thick and tall iron gate.

Several Titled Douluo were pressed and beat their stomachs, and there was just a place to vent, and they smashed the iron door with a bang.

Was about to leave with someone, and then ...... Behind is another iron door.

Before he could smash the second iron door, there was a slight sound of footsteps around him, and Bibi Dong looked over vigilantly.

The sound of rustling was endless, and in an instant, they were surrounded by more than 3,000 people.

"What does that mean?" Bibi Dong frowned.

The crowd was silent, and suddenly separated a road, and then a girl in a blue luxurious dress moved lightly and walked out slowly.

Her raised face was extremely beautiful, which could be called the posture of the country, with silver gray hair and ice blue star eyes, and her amazing beauty made the soul master of the Martial Spirit Hall stunned for a while, and she couldn't take her eyes off.

The night breeze blew her blue skirt like ripples in the sea, like a nine-day fairy who stepped on the moon, beautiful and dusty.

But here in Bibi Dong, it is a very familiar face: "Ning Rongrong, you don't think that you and these garbage can stop us, right?" ”

Bibi Dong glanced at it, only Ning Rongrong was here, and no one else came, and the soul power fluctuations on these soul masters were extremely weak, only about ten or twenty levels.

Ning Rongrong raised his finger and shook it: "Of course not, His Majesty the Pope can be regarded as a peerless master in the world, I naturally don't think they can stop you, but ......"

She paused, and her expression quickly changed: "Instead, I want you all to die here!" ”

Bibi Dong is contemptuous, the little girl is really a little girl, how can it be......

Before she could speak, she saw a person beside Ning Rongrong carrying a tube of black utensils and pressing it gently.

Something the size of a man's fist rushed towards it with a loud roar, lightning fast, and almost instantly in front of him.

What a speed! Bibi Dong was shocked.

But it's not too scared, the soul power is gathered all over the body to resist this blow, this thing has no soul power fluctuations, it is estimated that it is scaring people, right?

"Boom!" exploded with a loud bang, and the sky-high fire was reflected in everyone's eyes

Bibi Dong flew out in response, smashed to the ground in embarrassment, clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of disbelief: "What is this?" It's so powerful! ”

At that moment just now, she felt the threat of death, and the lethality of the flames after the explosion was amazing, it was difficult to resist at all, unseen and unheard of, but strangely powerful.

Ning Rongrong looked at the injured Bibi Dong condescendingly: "This is rocket artillery, the special treatment only available to His Majesty the Pope and several Titled Douluo!" Hope you enjoy! ”

Then he walked into the crowd: "Go on, everybody, entertain our guests well, let them all stay." ”

So each player had a machine gun or pistol, carrying a large bag of bullets, and the best marksmanship was a rocket launcher against Bibi Dong and the nine Titled Douluo.

Machine gun fire, pistol shooting, the soul master of the Wuhun Hall was closed and beat the dog, and there was no way to avoid it under the amazing rate of fire of the gun, even if the dog jumped over the wall and wanted to attack people in close combat, it was all to no avail.

It's hard to fight far away, and when you get close, isn't it a headshot directly to your face?

Soon the bullet casings were piled up at the players' feet, and the corpses of the enemies lay layer after layer, and it didn't take long for the remaining hundreds of people to die from the bullets under the astonishing firepower.

They are all dead, it stands to reason that the elite soul masters of the Wuhun Hall have died so much, Bibi Dong and they will definitely have blood in their hearts when they see it at the top of the Wuhun Palace, and they will grit their teeth with hatred.

But they didn't have a chance to be angry.

Because, it's hard to protect itself.

Yes, that's right, one rocket can't kill a Titled Douluo, what about five or ten shots?

Originally, Bibi Dong thought that there would not be too many weapons that could threaten Title Douluo, and when they were all consumed, they naturally couldn't stop a few of them.

But what they don't know is that rocket artillery bullets only need to cost money to make them.

And the Nine Treasure Liuli Sect has money, a bullet costs 50,000 gold coins, and they can bomb it to their heart's content.

No way, it's so rich! I'm not afraid of burning money or anything.

Bibi Dong's throat was sweet, and the others were also seriously injured, and they didn't care about the incompatibility when they looked at each other, and stood together to resist the rocket artillery that seemed to be non-stop.

A series of "boom boom" sounds, and more than a dozen shells were fired in a row, and players had to suspect that they were deaf.

At this time, there was finally a Titled Douluo who couldn't stand it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

There is one less person, and the natural pressure left skyrockets, and if one falls, there will be a second and third, and soon only Bibi Dong will be left to support him.

But she couldn't hold on for long, her consciousness became more and more confused, and when she was about to fall to the next shell, suddenly a purple-black strange light burst out from her, and her whole body disappeared in place.

Everyone was extremely surprised, seeing that the leader of the Martial Spirit Hall was about to die, and he ran away like this?

"Do you want to chase?"

Ning Rongrong was only stunned for a moment, then reacted, and waved his hand calmly: "No need, the 20,000 soul masters of the Martial Spirit Hall have all been wiped out, and nine of the ten Titled Douluo have died, and this time the record is already amazing." ”

"She ran away and ran away, and I didn't think I could kill her here."

Taking the players back, Ning Rongrong thought to himself: The power of all kinds of guns is good, and they won the first battle, and they can continue to be used in the future.

The player's guns in this world full of cold weapons and soul masters turn-based can be said to be dimensionality reduction strikes, as invincible as she imagined.

As for Bibi Dong, run away, just run, anyway, he is also the heir of the Rakshasa God, and it is normal to have life-saving hole cards.

Back in the main hall of the sect, she couldn't rest yet, and she had to count the losses of this battle with all the high-level officials.

Su Momo read the data: "The ammunition we have accumulated has been consumed less than one percent, and it only takes two or three days of production to make up for it, and there is no loss of pistol machine guns, no loss of rocket artillery, and we can continue to use it."

There are more than a thousand shells left, and considering that the effect is excellent, the Title Douluo and below can almost be killed in seconds, so it is recommended to increase the production volume. ”

Northwest Wind: "The production of the Gatling gun is almost complete, and the first batch is expected to be shipped in three days, about a thousand guns and 100,000 bullets. ”

After four tests, there were a total of 12,000 players, many of whom were professionals, which greatly advanced the production schedule.

They also researched a number of machines to add to the production line, and the number of bullets produced every day reached quite a terrifying number.

"In short, today's scene can only be regarded as a small test, and we are not very happy with shooting!" Su Momo finished reporting the data, and she was still unsatisfied.

Ning Rongrong was helpless: "I said that I would shoot with them directly, you have to ask people to beat people and have fun, and then you want to have two shootouts, so who is to blame?" ”

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect them to be so unbeaten!" Su Momo stuck out her tongue: "There will be a chance sooner or later in the future." ”

Soul Palace: ??? Are you polite?