Chapter Seventy-Seven: Reaching the Core
The other four people glanced at each other, and one of them reminded: "The mutant herb that everyone got together is still on Vice Team Luo!"
"Well, let's go ahead and try it. Another warrior spoke.
The others nodded in agreement.
Zhan Tian naturally had no opinions, and followed a few people to search again.
I didn't go far before I met two other teams that came to meet them.
Under the inquiries of the two sides, the leader surnamed Yu Team Rate frowned, turned his head and glanced into the distance, then looked at the sky and said: "It's noon at this moment, if the Wu Team Rate and Luo Deputy Team Rate are still alive, they should return as agreed!"
In the Zhantian team, the leading martial artist was slightly silent and asked, "What does the rest of the team mean that we should give up looking for now and rush to join the team?"
Team Yu smiled and said, "You decide for yourself!" If there is a fierce beast attack, we will naturally help, but now that the fierce beast has not been found, we can't stay here for a long time!"
After saying that, the team surnamed Yu waved his hand behind him, and left straight away with several of his subordinate warriors and more than a dozen war slaves, and rushed to the middle of the Albino Valley.
The other team also arched their hands towards Zhan Tian and the others, got up and followed.
"In the inner layer of the Albino Valley, even high-level martial artists need to be careful! We are all early stage martial artists, and we don't have the ability to look deeper! What do all kinds of meanings?" After everyone left, the martial artist turned back to Zhan Tian and the others.
"Well, if the two team leaders are still alive, they will definitely go to the central part to join the brigade by themselves. At this moment, let's not go and die in vain!" another martial artist also spoke.
"Alright, then let's go and join the brigade as well. Seeing that several people did not say anything to object, the leading warrior waved his hand and turned around and walked towards the north.
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There is no need to search around, and everyone will naturally move very quickly.
About a little more than a stick of incense, a few people came to the middle of the albino valley.
At this moment, there has been a gathering of black presses, more than a thousand warriors and war slaves, and there are also teams far away from the middle, rushing to converge.
The six of them still elected the previous martial artist as the leader and went to report to Yang Zhen, Pang Yu and others.
After about two moments, the team that had been searching outside had almost all returned.
Yang Zhen and the others reorganized the team, and the three squads were combined into one, led by a high-level martial artist, and continued to move forward.
The fact that more than 2,000 people gathered in a place of several miles made the advance much faster.
About an hour later, everyone saw from a distance, the core of the Albino Valley wrapped in white vines, "Vine Prison!"
The three Cold Smoke Ridge Immortal Envoys in front of the team waved their robe sleeves, and eighteen huge bed crossbows with black light flashed on the ground.
"Yang Zhen, you eighteen high-level martial artists will personally manipulate the Xuantie Bed Crossbow and cooperate with us to deal with the three-headed second-order fierce beasts in the outside world!" the middle-aged male immortal envoy commanded.
Yang Zhen agreed, and stepped forward with the other seventeen people, each controlling a bed crossbow.
Zhan Tianzao watched in the crowd and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
These eighteen bed crossbows need to be controlled by high-level martial artists, which is obviously not a trivial thing!
Judging from the huge crossbow arrows equipped with the bed crossbow, it should be built with a large amount of dark iron fine.
"The others follow, let's go!"
The middle-aged man let out a low snort, and a flying sword rose from the imperial envoy, slowly approaching the vine prison.
Eighteen high-level martial artists pushed the bed crossbow and followed closely, and the other martial arts war slaves also walked together, following behind the eighteen high-level martial artists.
"Roar!"
After walking a short distance, an earth-shattering roar came from a distance.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
In the midst of the heavy footsteps, a snow-white male lion with a height of a foot and a body length of more than two feet circled around from the south.
At the same time, in front of everyone, a bunch of white strange "hills" also slowly raised three huge heads!
"Three-headed python! Red-eyed fire lion! Everyone be careful!"
Pang Yu, who was in front, reminded loudly.
Zhan Tian couldn't help but clench his fists.
The three-headed python in front of it looks like the thickness of the water tank and the length of its body, at least seven or eight feet.
With such a size, swallowing more than a dozen humans into the stomach is simply inconspicuous!
"Woo Woo ......"
Without waiting for the red-eyed fire lion to arrive, the three pythons and three huge head snakes quickly pounced towards the three immortal envoys of the Cold Smoke Ridge at the forefront.
"Don't spare your hands, let's work together to kill one first!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
The old man on the left and right, Senior Brother Xing, and the woman Cheng Xiu nodded together in agreement, and headed towards the three-headed python.
"Go!"
Flying out of more than a dozen zhang, Senior Brother Xing let out a low shout, pinched the trick with one hand, and sent out a green bamboo sword.
"Whew!"
The snake on the left side of the three-headed python spit out a piece of blue and blue venom, and headed towards the green bamboo sword.
Senior Brother Xing's right hand was led one by one, and the sword also burst out with a large cloud of green mist, which wrapped the blue and blue venom.
At the same time, Cheng Xiu also shouted, and with a wave of his right hand, a white ice pick flew out of his hand in the midst of the rising water vapor around his body.
The three-headed python screamed, and the three heads stood up high, and suddenly spewed out three poisonous mist again.
"Boom!"
Senior Brother Xing and Cheng Xiu let out a low cry in unison, and the green mist around the ice pick and the green bamboo sword exploded together, blending and merging with the poisonous mist spewed out by the three-headed python, completely enveloping a radius of more than ten zhang.
"Shoot the bolts!"
The middle-aged man gave the order almost simultaneously.
"Boom Boom ......"
In a dull burst of bowstring fire, eighteen huge crossbow arrows shot towards the three-headed python wrapped in poisonous mist.
"Puff puff ......"
At least seven or eight crossbow arrows sounded at the same time, obviously this crossbow arrow mixed with a large number of dark iron essence could break through the snake defense of the three-headed python.
There was a crackling sound in the poisonous mist, and the three-headed python tossed and struggled a few times, but it turned its head and ran.
"Die!"
Senior Brother Xing let out a low shout, and the green light in the poisonous mist suddenly flourished, and the green bamboo sword beeped and passed over the skull in the middle of the three-headed python.
At the same time, Cheng Xiu also sent out several icicles in a row, hitting the head on the right side of the three-headed python.
"Burn!"
The middle-aged man, who had never really made a move, also shouted, and raised his hand to shoot out a red light.
"Bang!"
After the red light touched the three-headed python, it quickly burst into flames, enveloping its last head!
"Hiss ......"
The three-headed python let out a roar, and its body slammed to the ground, tumbling and rolling to extinguish the flames on its head.
However, the flame was very strange, and after it was ignited, dozens of lines of fire quickly turned into flames, spreading along the wounds of the snake's body.
One couldn't breathe, and the three-headed python's whole body was wrapped in red flames, emitting bursts of scorching gas.