Chapter 22: Floating and Disaster

The Yun family and the Han family are both smelting families.

As a contemporary shopkeeper and head of the family, Yunhui recently discovered a new vein in Tianyu Valley.

Not long ago, I brought a group of miners to mine.

However.

The sky is unpredictable.

During the mining process, the dragon lizard clan who were sleeping underground were awakened.

"Run! It's time to catch up! ”

"Don't come here!"

At this moment, Yunhui fled with a group of miners, and was chased and killed by a large group of young rock dragon lizards behind him.

Not only that, but the young rock dragon lizard made a hole and blocked the entrance first.

"Damn, why are these dragon lizards endless!?"

Yun Hui smacked his tongue and looked at the menacing young rock dragon lizards with a solemn expression.

These monsters are small, but they are extremely difficult, and their hard shells are hard to break even with a miner's hoe.

"Don't panic, the cloud shopkeeper, I'm in the Millelith Army to keep you safe."

Li Meng was the helper of the Millelith Army invited by Yunhui and brought a team of fifty people.

Thirty people were left outside, and only twenty people were brought to the mine with Yunhui to investigate.

"Hah!"

Immediately.

Li Meng used the Qianyan Ancient Sword as a shield, and forcibly knocked into the young rock dragon lizard that was blocking the way and broke out.

"It's worthy of the Millelith Army, all of them have so much strength."

Yun Hui secretly sighed, and under the cover of the other party, he finally returned to the ground.

However, it was not friendly forces that awaited them.

Roar!

Hundreds of young rock dragon lizards came out of the ground, and among them there was a larger rock dragon lizard, and there were not many of Li Meng's thirty subordinates who had been left here.

The death was unbearable, and the corpses were trampled and torn by the dragons, and most of them were unrecognizable.

Some were frozen into ice, some were burned by fire, and some were electrocuted into coke.

The only ten people left were embarrassed, and they were overjoyed when they saw their captain.

"Captain! It's great that you're okay! ”

"Hey, there's not a lot of people on your side, captain!"

"Finish the calf, are we all going to plant here today!?"

……

Those soldiers didn't see many people under Li Meng's hands, and there were only sixteen people when they were counted.

And that's not even counting Yunhui's family and miners.

It's like falling from heaven to hell.

"There is no way, I can only fight to the death!"

Li Meng's eyes lit up, and he planned to fight against the water, and he never thought that he would be able to die well since he joined the Millelith Army.

Horse leather shroud, died on the battlefield, every expedition is not dealing with death.

None of the Millelith soldiers present were cowardly.

"Qianyan is firm, heavy and unswerving, dry city armor, Jing demon idle evil!"

All the soldiers worked together, shouting slogans to boost morale, and protected Yunhui and others to fight a bloody road.

However, the dragon lizards were numerous and were soon surrounded.

Only twenty meters were killed, and more than thirty young rock dragon lizards were killed, as well as ten rock dragon lizards with different elemental powers

"Damn, that's all for it......"

Li Meng used the ancient sword to support his body, and he was already covered in bruises, and the blood stained his vision red.

"It's all my fault that I hurt you."

Yun Hui felt guilty and embarrassed, these soldiers should have stuck to one side, because they were implicated and died tragically at the feet of the dragon lizard.

Whew-

Suddenly, several figures flew by from the nearby hillside, one by one, sturdy, shuttling through the dragon lizard group like a ghost, wielding their blades to kill the rock dragon lizard as easily as slicing tofu.

The wind is howling, the thunder is roaring, the fire is rushing, the water is surging, and the rocks are shooting.

Countless dragon lizards have been sent flying or mutilated.

Soon, nearly half of it was dissipated into powder.

Li Meng's heart was shocked, and he looked at the masked yaksha dancing on the battlefield in the blood rain, his pupils subconsciously constricted, and the scar on his face ached faintly.

For a soldier, a scar is a medal of honor.

But it also brought back painful memories for him.

Li Meng never forgot it.

At the beginning, the emperor and the immortals led the Millelith Army to attack the lair of the dream demon god, and they fought against these monsters.

There is a huge disparity in numbers between the two sides.

However, the Millelith did not take advantage of it in the slightest.

Completely suppressed by the enemy.

Fortunately, there were immortals who swept the formation, so they were able to barely fight.

To this day, I still dream of slashing my own yakshas.

"Are you alright?"

Suddenly, Li Meng heard a female voice like a silver bell, and looked up to see a blue-haired girl coming to him at some point.

She wears a hideous mask, has blade-like blue horns on her head, and her hands and feet resemble the claws of a beast, stained with the blood of a dragon lizard.

There is also a long tail flicking on the back.

The blue-haired female Yasha spoke softly, and performed a healing technique, and some foam flew out of her palm to heal Li Meng and the others.

"Don't touch me, you devil!"

Li Meng swung his ancient sword and slashed over.

"You!"

Under the blue-haired Yaksha mask, Dai's eyebrows were furrowed, and she was agile, dodging as light as a swallow, and falling five meters away.

I was about to say something, but when I saw the other party's hateful gaze, I immediately bit my lip in frustration, and turned back to the same clan.

"The Warriors have long advised you not to get too close to humans, they won't appreciate it at all."

There was a yaksha to persuade.

"We've done so much in the past, and it's understandable that people don't appreciate it."

Vain sighed.

The Yakshatras have long been accustomed to it.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the Millelith Army arrived in the distance.

However, the Yaksha had already wiped out the dragon lizards.

I was going to go with my clothes.

The Millelith soldiers who rushed to support him swung a shot to block the way.

"Wait a minute!"

"Something?"

Led by a tall Yaksha hunk, he looked confused under the purple mask.

"I heard that there is a dragon plague here, and many dragon lizards have come out of the ground."

The soldiers looked at the battlefield, except for the traces of the fight, there was no dragon lizard.

Most of them were wiped out by these nakshatras.

There was not the slightest gratitude in my heart.

Instead, he slurped his tongue unhappily.

"Yes, but we've eliminated them, and there are still wounded there that need to be treated."

The purple-haired Yaksha stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of Yunhui and his party.

"Hmph, isn't it too coincidental, you rushed to the scene first this time, or did you deliberately act to please the emperor, you wouldn't think that you could wash away your sins in this way!"

It's not the first time that the soldiers have teased and sarcastic.

Where there is difficulty, there is a yaksha.

These Yaksha arrived at the scene faster than Millelith each time.

As an xenophobia, he has a deep grudge against the Nakshatras.

"Don't spew blood, our Yaksha has a keen sense of blood, and is naturally brave and good at fighting, so we naturally rush to the scene faster than you."

Unconvinced, Yaksha went back.

"Hehe, you also deserve to call yourself human, don't forget that your hands are stained with the blood of countless of our compatriots, and you are basically a group of blood-drinking evil ghosts!"

The soldier gritted his teeth.

"What did you say!?"

There was an impulse from the young Yaksha and immediately pounced.

"Come back!"

The purple-haired Yaksha macho man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the ghostly claw phantom entangled in purple lightning shrouded away like a large net, instantly intercepting the Yaksha in mid-air and catching it back.

"Let go of my float!"

"Don't be impulsive, he's deliberately provoking us!"

The Yaksha, named Ukisha, threw the young compatriot back into the ranks.

Some of the Yaksha behind him were angry, and some of them looked gloomy, and they all felt aggrieved.

I couldn't swallow it with a breath in my heart.

I can't refute the other party.

Fusha stepped forward alone, his tall and stout, his four thick arms and muscles knotted, and the ground shook with every step,

The officers and men of the Millelith Army felt tremendous pressure, and the soldiers behind them staggered back with frightened faces.

It's like facing a mountain, until the other party is close and has to raise your head to face it.

"Do you want to do it!?"

The soldier shouted in a trembling voice as if he were facing a great enemy.

"In the past, we Yaksha knew that we had made a big mistake, and we would not ask for forgiveness from you humans, and we would have no regrets about beating or scolding."

Fu She took off his mask, revealing a masculine and righteous face, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and reached out to grab the other party's spear and wrapped it around the purple lightning and inserted it into one of his arms.

If not, the other party would not be able to break his physique at all.