The monks who surrounded and suppressed them divided into several avatars and surrounded Ma Zong's mecha to prevent him from escaping, while the other monks crossed them one after another to chase Silver Wing.

At this moment, Mr. Ma's voice came from inside the mecha, like a beast roaring from under the abyss, anger, fear, unwillingness, and bloodlust gathered together.

Before he died, Mr. Ma glanced at the monks beside him and let out a terrible laugh, and he was not lonely on Huangquan Road.

Qian Yingrong didn't understand why he was shouting to activate the Scarlet Fortress, and he was still confused, but he saw his own God Ancestor shouting: "Take out all the means of defense and stimulate it to the maximum!"

He didn't have time to think about why, he just knew to do it immediately, and then he was coerced and fled into the distance.

At this time, the other god-transforming monks were also shouting to run away, and in addition to anger, there was even a trace of panic in their voices, what made the high-ranking god-transforming monks also feel a little flustered?

In the next second, he knew the reason, and his pupils quickly dilated, revealing infinite horror, the core of that mecha was actually exploding.

Obviously, it was still fighting three seconds ago, and both sides were testing, and the god cultivator didn't use all his strength at all, and that mecha was also in any danger, but it was so sudden, and he chose to explode himself inexplicably.

Qian Yingrong panicked, what is the power of a mecha that can fight with the Avatar Monk to self-destruct? He didn't know, because there was no information, but his intuition and years of experience in the cultivation told him: it was extremely dangerous, dangerous enough to kill him!

In an instant, the pupils saw a little white light in the center of the mecha, and then rapidly expanded, shooting into both eyes.

Qian Yingrong wanted to block his eyes with his hands, but it was too late.

The terrifying explosion engulfed him in an instant, and even if all the means of defense were activated, the time was too short to be activated to the maximum. In just an instant, the aura of the body protection was torn to pieces, the armor on his body died inch by inch, and the hot and violent explosion shock wave hit his body, instantly surging qi and blood, and then spurting a large mouthful of blood.

The blood was contained in the smoke and evaporated and dissipated in less than a second.

And he himself was pushed into the distance by the blast wave, and the severe pain had made him lose his ability to think, so he could only go with the flow.

Five seconds later, he was pushed out of the blast coverage and flew upside down at a speed of kilometers per second.

Qian Yingrong tried to throw a pill into his mouth, but found that his body was seriously injured and he couldn't move, so he could only use his aura to protect his body.

After a few seconds, he felt like he had hit something, and heard the sound of cracking rocks. The reaction brought by the impact made him feel that he was being shaded from behind, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and his body became weaker.

After a moment of darkness, he saw the light again, and knew what he had just hit, for there was a mountain in front of him, a mountain that had been knocked down, and the rubble flew in all directions like a splash of water on the calm water.

Qian Yingrong smiled bitterly, and once again lucked his spiritual power to meet the next impact.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, he was smashed hundreds of meters into the ground before he stopped.

The corners of his mouth sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and then he opened his eyelids vigorously, gasped for a few breaths, and felt his breathless self, and let out a self-deprecating laugh with blood in his mouth: "Damn, I was almost killed by him before he died." ”

Qian Yingrong breathed a sigh, grabbed the dirt wall that he had knocked out with both hands, and struggled to fly out.

When he saw the light of day, he was unsteady under his feet, flickering east and west, holding on to the roots of the trees around him that had been uprooted by the shock wave, and barely stood up.

Thinking back to the last moment, his ancestor directly threw himself down and defended himself with all his might, a sneer flashed in his heart, but he didn't show it, the ghost knew if the old ghost was secretly observing himself.

He looked up at the center of the explosion, where a cloud resembling cream formed a spherical explosion in the air, and the ground was still spreading with gunsmoke, eroding every piece of land.

The entire Wanyu City has been completely disintegrated, even the few surviving houses were completely destroyed by the shock wave, and even the base camp of the small forces has also suffered heavy losses, and the staff inside are no longer conscious with just an exclamation.

Qian Yingrong threw a pill into his mouth, forcibly flew up, and looked around.

He is still seriously injured so far, and the thousand Yuan Babies who came here are afraid that more than half of them have died, and if he doesn't pick up the ring at this time, he will despise himself.

Gradually, there were more people in the air, and they smiled when they bumped into each other, and they didn't greet each other, and they continued to pick up the rings of the dead, and as for the silver wings, they had long been forgotten.

It's not that I'm not afraid of Ai Bo International escaping, it's just that there are still Avatar monks, and they have something to rely on, and on the other hand, it really doesn't make much sense to go now, it's better like Qian Yingrong can still get up on his own, and he has almost been seriously injured and hammered to death.

Those early infant monks were killed directly in the explosion and were being burned with their rings burned.

None of the tech-savvy and managerial monks who had previously analyzed the Silver Wing's attack pattern survived, and Qian Yingrong sneered and set their corpses on fire.

At this moment, in the Silver Wing, Yang Hong laughed contemptuously, unscrupulously, and recorded the results, the mecha core reactor and the Yuan Ying detonated together, and the power could only be close to the self-explosion of the Avatar Monk, and it could not be equal, and further research and development was needed.

After the recording, it was still light, and all of this was watching a drama for him, including Mr. Ma's death.

Near the center of the explosion, the encirclement and suppression gods gathered again, although they were closer before the explosion, they noticed earlier, ran faster, and with their high cultivation, there was no big problem.

However, it is also because they save their lives first, if someone like Yu Fei will definitely protect the important monks around him, then he may be injured.

At this time, the dust caused by the joint explosion of the mecha and the Yuan Infant covered the sky, just as their faces were as ugly as they were, it was obviously a one-sided encirclement and suppression, and half of the Yuan Infant died tragically.

If dozens of them die, it can be said that their strength is not good, but half of them are dead, and the forces behind these primordial babies will definitely shift the responsibility to their twenty gods, although they can't help it, but they will definitely resist in cooperation, and it will inevitably cause losses.

If the loss is great, the resources for one's own cultivation may not be able to keep up.

And such a big loss, I'm afraid it will become a stain that they can't wash away for the rest of their lives, and in the end, you will definitely spit on them, bah, selfish, vicious.

One of the avatars glanced at the people below who were frantically cremating the corpse and snatching the ring, and couldn't help but sneer: "Even if we fight to protect them with injuries, what are we protecting? man or beast? Keep chasing, if Silver Wing escapes, we will also be burned and robbed of the ring." ”

One sentence made all the gods feel much more comfortable, and they all nodded and praised.

One of them frowned and said: "The Yuanying Monks have basically lost their combat power, if we rely on more than 20 of us, we can indeed keep them, but Aibo International also has hundreds of Yuanying, five avatars, plus Silver Wings, I'm afraid it will be a hard battle, maybe there will be mechas, in this way, maybe a few of us will fall, this is very difficult." ”

Everyone looked at each other, their faces were ugly, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence, like falling into an ice cellar, and it was like this, who would go first?

If you are unfortunate enough to be injured, will others attack Silver Wing or take the opportunity to make up for yourself?

In the end, it was the god of the Black Fire Company who broke the silence and said, "Chairman Nama's last sentence is right, anticipating our predicament, we really need to activate the Scarlet Fortress to break through the defense of the Silver Wing. In this way, it is much safer. ”

Everyone nodded and hugged their fists politely.

After Qian Yingrong received the news, he nodded and said: "If you want to break through the defense of the Silver Wing, you need at least five equivalent nuclear strike energy, and it will take about five minutes to store energy. ”

The Monk nodded, ordered him to do it, and then told everyone to step forward and intercept Silver Wing.

However, it is said that there is a slight difference in the situation on the side of Senluo Academy, which is different from the encirclement and suppression of Aibo International, which is driven by a mission and must be eliminated, otherwise the anger of the Giant God Clan will not be able to bear it.

In addition to the reason why it must be exterminated, there is also a profit drive, as the first force in the past, and the current research is also Senluo, and the treasures in it are more than ten times that of Aibo International, if it is defeated, even if it is the research results of an academy, it can establish a force alone.

In addition to this, there is also the actual savior Yu Fei, how can this savior be a knot? How will the people view these big forces? I am afraid that it is indispensable to criticize them in writing. The people's hearts are ups and downs, and the interests are at stake, and the credit for saving the world must be borne by the people who should carry it.

And Yu Fei's son is too bewitching, and he can't tolerate sand in his eyes, naïve but difficult, with his current reputation, it is 100% of the development, and there will definitely be a conflict of interest in the future, and he must not stay.

A variety of factors superimposed caused the monks here to be more united in comparison, so when tens of thousands of meteorites fell from the sky, the Avatar monks took action one after another, destroying more than half of them, helping the Yuanying monks to escape, and so far there are only dozens of dead and injured people.

Qi Yang watched quietly, the fiery meteorite was reflected in his eyes, and there was a murderous intent hidden in the depths, seeing the last wave of meteorites, the vigilance of those monks was also reduced to the minimum, so he made a decisive move, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel smile: "Xingyu Yaogang."

As soon as the words were finished, the last wave of meteorites suddenly glowed red, as if they were fished up from the magma, like the sun in the swelling, and those individual god monks wanted to remind, but how to come in a hurry.

In the next second, the last wave of thousands of meteorites was like the dawn of the explosion, and the violent meteorite debris was mixed with scorching flames, like a gust of wind shooting out in all directions.

It was too dense, and so sudden, just when they thought that the meteorite disaster had passed, it suddenly exploded, and a large number of Yuanying monks were hit by surprise, the corners of the light mouth were bleeding, the heavy ones were crumbling, and the wounds could be seen in the white bones.

Qi Yang showed a smile, looking at the gods in the sky, full of mockery and disdain, as if to say, what if there are too many people? I can't stop killing you.

At this time, a fiery red Dao-robed Avatar Monk walked out of his back and said, "Those who play with mud, give me the C position to stand for a while, so that they can focus." ”

Qi Yang smiled when he heard this, and moved to the side.

But he saw that the fiery red Dao robed monk slowly raised his palm, and the violent flames condensed in his palm.

Seeing this, the encircled and suppressed gods and monks hurriedly shouted, "Quickly stay away from the meteorite with fire!"

The fiery red Dao robe monk laughed, grabbed one palm into a fist in front of him, and replied, "It's too much, it's too late, the spark is blazing!"

In the next moment, those meteorites with fire suddenly erupted into blazing flames, sweeping in all directions with the momentum of a prairie fire, engulfing the monks and turning the outer periphery of Senluo Monastery into a furious sea of fire.

The flames unleashed by the Avatar Monk, where is a group of injured Yuan Babies can resist, the seriously injured ones die instantly, and the lightly injured mouths spurt blood and roll in the sea of fire, only the Yuan Infant Dachen who cultivates to a high level of consciousness and the monks who are good at resisting the flames can barely stand.

The fiery red robe monk continued to stretch out his left hand into a spear, and the corners of his mouth were full of rebelliousness: "Transfiguration, Vulcan Spear." ”

Suddenly, thousands of spears in the form of cremation appeared in the sea of fire, aimed at all the surviving Yuanying monks, and inserted them.

The thirty avatars who were encircled and suppressed could no longer hold back, and they all shouted loudly, and the violent attack hit the Vulcan spear, but even so, there were hundreds of Yuanying monks who had no time to save and were stabbed to death by a single shot.

The fiery red robe monk smiled: "This is the first time that the Vulcan spear has stabbed so many people to death, but it's a pity, it stands to reason that the trick used here for fun pokes the immortal Yuanying monk, but they are all seriously injured and powerless to resist, but they have taken advantage of it." ”

The encircled and suppressed Avatar Monk said angrily: "Zhu Yange, you know that they are seriously injured and they are bullying the small!"

Zhu Yange couldn't help laughing, and replied with a smile: "Yes, what's the matter, are you going to kill me?"

The three souls who turned into gods were furious, but across the Vientiane killing array, the array was not broken, and it was really helpless.

The flames gradually dissipated, and the meteorite fell silent, turning into a dark stone, and a trace of dried blood could be seen in some parts.

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, it took a minute for the encirclement and suppression monks to come to their senses, and after these four serial spells, they actually killed more than half of the Yuanying monks, and the losses were far greater than previously expected.

The Avatar Monk secretly sighed, there were less than a thousand Yuan Babies who were still surviving, and this was still their timely rescue, otherwise they would have died more.

And the rest of the Yuan Ying was still frightened, honestly afraid, they knew that they had come to the wrong place, this was not their battlefield, looking at the wind on the periphery was still whistling, they could only look at their own god cultivators as if asking for help, hoping that they could open a passage and let them leave.

However, at this moment, tender bamboo shoots suddenly grew on the ground, and in an instant, they grew into sword bamboos, and the dark night tower lord shouted with a hint of panic in anger: "Ning Shu Sword's sword bamboo!"

The other Avatar Cultivators also hurriedly reminded: "Quickly take off into the air." ”

More Avatar Cultivators attacked the sword bamboo one after another, destroying it piece by piece, they had heard of that person and his sword, and when they saw the sword bamboo at this moment, they all cast spells with all their might.

However, even so, there were still hundreds of sword bamboos that had successfully grown, and Xia Yiqiu's cold face couldn't see joy or anger, but muttered: "Bamboo leaf knife, scattered." ”

In an instant, all the blades on the hundreds of sword bamboos were scattered into sword light and slashed towards the group of seriously injured Yuanying monks, even if only a few hundred survived, but each one had a thousand blades, a total of hundreds of thousands of green sword lights were overwhelming at the moment, chasing and killing those frightened Yuanying monks like a swarm of bees.

One spell after another bombarded the green sword light, scattering them, but the next second it recondensed, like a demon's scalpel, cutting them inch by inch, a thousand cuts.

The Divine Transformation Monk said angrily at the Senluo Academy: "Are you Senluo Courtyard planning to kill all the Yuan Infants?

The old man at the head smiled and said, "You all came to the door to demolish my ancestral grave, and you still want to say to me, be merciful?

The Lord of the Dark Night Tower watched his carefully cultivated subordinates being tortured to death by slices one by one, and said hello three times in a row, he didn't plan to hide his identity, and directly sacrificed his natal spiritual weapon, and a dark tower surrounded by evil qi flew out of his palm, constantly enlarging to a height of thousands of meters, occupying a heaven and earth.

The Lord of the Dark Night Tower stands at the top of the tower and looks down on the earth, like an evil god coming to the world.