Chapter 302: The Dragon King is Angry, Splashing Thousands of Miles (6)

Roar, roar, roar!

The remaining ghosts were under the control of Elder He, and as soon as they saw the sea being difficult to deal with, they quickly bypassed the aperture of the bowl, changed their strategy, and slaughtered in the direction of Wukong. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Goku frowned slightly.

Now, around him, there are fifty or sixty water tribe masters wandering and fighting, and on the periphery, there are hundreds of water armies holding weapons, wandering and shouting.

More periphery, a piece of black pressing, and countless more.

These sailors really want to bully more and less.

Although most of the water tribes are flying in the sky and stepping on the void realm, there are many people, and if one is killed, two or eight will be quickly added later.

Wukong is also a little helpless, he has a debtor and a master, and sometimes, he doesn't want to kill innocents.

However, the situation waits for no one!

From the beginning of the war to the present, he can't remember how many water tribe demons he has killed.

This time, there are indeed too many soldiers from the water tribe, and they are obviously prepared, although there are no 100,000 sailors that the red hair said, but a rough estimate is that there should be 50,000 or 60,000 sailors.

With so many people, after a long time, the beating hands will be weak.

But sometimes, there are too many differences in the strength of the two methods, and it is indeed a bit unsightly to rely on the tactical battle of the crowd alone.

Wukong didn't want to fight with a large group of shrimp soldiers and crabs on the other side, and he adopted flexible guerrilla tactics.

These water ghosts don't have high mana and a large number of people, so it's really a headache to fight.

Wukong didn't want to kill his hand, but after fighting for a long time, he saw that these water ghosts were still rushing up layer by layer without fear of death, as if they could never finish killing, and he was a little annoyed in his heart.

"Kill!" he was ruthless in his heart, and the purple thunder dementor in his hand was no longer merciful.

Anyway, there are many water demons in the river, and if you kill them, you can kill them, and they can't be considered slaughter.

He held the purple thunder soul in his hand, swept in the air, rushed left and right, those little demons couldn't even touch his shadow, the gap between the two sides was simply too big.

Burst!

Five or six shrimp soldiers were cut off by a stick.

Boom!

More than a dozen black fish demon soldiers were swept by him with one kick, and they burst into the air one after another.

Boom!

Seven or eight more river mussels were smashed into mussel shells by him with a stick, and they fell to the ground screaming and hulala.

For a while, fish heads, shrimp tails, **, and ghost heads flew around in the air, and patches of blood rain were sprinkled in the air.

Wukong was secretly frowning while fighting and killing.

Because, as soon as someone in front of them lost their lives and withdrew from the battlefield, more sailors would immediately rush up with swords and guns in the back, quickly replacing the gap in the battle.

This group of Huaihe water army, although the mana is not high, but they are all strong, especially good at group fighting, and they cooperate with each other more tacitly, it seems that the Huaihe Dragon King is not a vegetarian.

Wukong had no intention of using a heavy hand, but unfortunately, the battle had already begun, and once someone saw the popularity, the two sides were entangled and fighting, and they couldn't care about anything else.

This instantly formed a vicious circle, because the water tribe in the back found that the previous one had died, the races were connected by blood, and when they saw the blood splashing, the remaining little cowardice would also be instantly ignited bloody, and they would only fight more desperately to the end.

Boom!

Wukong raised the stick in his hand, and shook his wrist, and a turtle spirit was smashed into a turtle shell.

Syllable!

With one left foot kicking a loach essence, one with the right foot spinning sideways, bang, another river shrimp essence was kicked hundreds of meters away, and with a bang, it turned into a little blood.

Immortal cultivators engage in air battles, with wide airspace, fast flight speed, and large combat radius.

For a time, in the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, figures flew over, shouting bursts, and from time to time people from the water tribe fell to the clouds.

"Kill, kill!"

In the distance, many shrimp soldiers and crabs swarmed with their mouths, wielding various weapons.

"Avenge Brother Shrimp!"

"Avenge the clam brothers!"

"Let's go up and hack them to death!"

Many people stared at the big blood-red eyes and raised their arms and roared.

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang la la blah!

Most of the water demons live in the water all the year round, and most of the natural practices are water attribute methods, so this annoyance, no longer care about anything else, have cast their own spells, or spray water, or hail, or rain, for a while, I saw heavy rain in the sky, water columns rolling, hail all fell, and the land below was poured in an instant.

At the other end, the remaining seven or eight lonely souls and wild ghosts also bypassed Fahai one after another, carrying a piercing strange scream, roaring from a distance, and rushing straight to Wukong.

Looking at the sea again, surrounded by hundreds of water tribes at this time, he was also tired of fighting and had no time to clone.

Wukong is not afraid, and adopts the tactics of breaking each and running after fighting, his body shuttles back and forth in the air, and everywhere the stick goes, there is a bloody storm.

Behind him, seven or eight ghosts followed him like shadows, closely chasing.

Wukong secretly calculated, this water ghost is easy to fight, but this wild ghost is not easy to fight, one is not good, and if you are bitten and scratched by these wild ghosts, it will be more than worth the loss.

Therefore, he kept changing his course in the air, fighting and retreating, trying to confuse the control of the red hair, while his eyes secretly searched for Fahai's figure.

After flying quickly for a cup of tea, Wukong saw the opportunity, his body froze, and he suddenly hovered in mid-air.

He looked at the lonely ghost roaring in front of him, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Elder He saw it clearly in the distance, his heart trembled, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the soul banner in his hand hurriedly cast a soul control technique, trying to recall those remnant souls.

It's a pity that the seven or eight wild ghosts were already biting tightly, and the distance was too close, and between the lightning and stone fire, they were already approaching seven or eight meters in front of Wukong, and they didn't have time to accept the order again.

At this moment, Wukong's body trembled lightly in front of him, and he suddenly disappeared.

Elder He was stunned.

Duh!

I saw where Wukong was standing, a basin-sized pitch-black bowl was quietly suspended in the air, quietly blooming with circles of black gold.

"Oh, it's not good!" Elder He yelled, and suddenly felt bad.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

"Whew!"

"Ahh

"Ugh!"

A desolate scream rang out one after another, and in the midst of the scream, the seven or eight lonely souls and wild ghosts were swept away by the black gold light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, turning into ashes.

Not far away, Wukong clapped his hands and extended a thumbs up to Fahai in the distance.

Five hundred meters in front of Wukong's left, Elder He felt a pain in his heart when he saw that the dozens of wild ghosts he had carefully refined for many years had all been destroyed.

He looked at Fahai and Wukong from afar with hatred, and secretly gritted his teeth fiercely.

He quickly searched the battle airspace with his eyes, and found that the crowd tactics he had been accustomed to not only did not play any role this time, but instead suffered heavy casualties.

"How so?"

His brows furrowed, a whistle in his mouth, and the group of sailors who were fighting retreated back five hundred meters one after another.

Seeing the retreat of the water army, Wukong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took a few strides in the air and quickly came to Fahai's side.

"What the hell are these guys going to do?" asked Goku in a low voice.

Fahai shook his head, "These sailors live at the bottom of the sea all year round, so it is impossible for them to be out of the water for too long?"

He pondered for a moment, and then said, "But now an hour has passed, which is a bit unreasonable!"

"That's right, I also secretly observed, these water ghosts who came to fight, except for the few guys at the beginning, whose cultivation is slightly higher, the rest of them are all under Taixuan, and it is indeed a bit strange to be able to stay in the water for so long. ”

"Perhaps, they have some kind of secret treasure to support them, or they secretly use some kind of aquarium secret method?" Fahai blurted out.