Chapter 29 The Battle Ends
Rain, muddy water, strong winds, gravel, chaos, no matter what the other party is doing, holding a weapon or a talisman in his hand, attacking or defending, he has to grab others and take a look.
The wind on the battlefield changed rapidly, but because a figure became quiet, the teenagers were full of annoyance, but they could not find anyone, and could only vaguely see black shadows shuttling back and forth among them.
Doing nothing, not taking the spirit treasure chest, only using their hands and feet, it was very handsome to kick out a leg and a strong attack, but the black shadow grabbed the arm, causing the body to lose balance and stumble and eat.
Or, while you're casting a spell, someone pulls it off, causing the attack to miss, and so on.
The teenagers gritted their teeth and tried to stop him several times, but they failed, so they could only hold back and continue to fight.
All of a sudden, everyone was afraid to retain their strength, and no one wanted to die because of some uncertain factor.
This time it was cheap, the fight was too fierce before, it was difficult to start, and he didn't want to hurt anyone by mistake.
Now I opened it even more, and the speed was twice as fast as before, and I quickly searched everyone, and I didn't find the dwarf and the others.
With a little regret in his heart, he said secretly: "It seems that they are all on the fat man's side, so it's okay, it saves a lot of time." "Gather your emotions and turn around to leave.
Suddenly, my mind moved, and I wanted to know what the best spirit treasure in the box looked like.
If you think of it, you will do it, with the strength of the falling sky now, it is worthy of anyone.
The butterfly wings flapped, and when the sky fell, he opened the box casually, and after that, he passed by Lingbao without the slightest memory and wanted to possess it.
Returning the same way, Luotian smiled and muttered, "A good sword, but I have a strong ruler, enough." "The image of the ruler comes to mind.
He is not a greedy person, there are not many treasures, and it is best to take advantage of the best for himself.
The box slowly unfolded, revealing the sword shining with purple light inside, light and slender shape, five feet and three inches, like a poisonous snake soft and dangerous, the sword is carved with delicate tiger stripes, ready to come out, like a fierce tiger rushing in the face, the combination of delicacy and domineering, the combination of rigidity and softness is perfectly reflected in a sword.
The birth of the spirit treasure stimulated the eyes of everyone present even more, and the glow that was previously covered by the box was now completely released.
In the rain, it looks even more hazy and psychedelic, invisibly seducing everyone.
"Die for me!" "It's mine!" "Fuck off!" "Get out of here!" The battlefield exploded again, with cursing voices, swords, fireballs, ice hockeys, everything.
Everyone turned into a strange appearance, with grass growing on their heads, turning into a human-headed lizard, growing four legs, too many, this is the state of spiritual root possession, and each spiritual root has different abilities.
Everyone was red-eyed, and when they saw someone, they went up, regardless of whether this person had fought before.
A young man with a green grass spirit root controlled the grass within a radius of ten meters, trapped those who had a speed-type spirit root, and then was punched by the power type, piercing the abdomen and shattering the head.
However, the strength type of people is not up to the reactive type of people, and the teenagers use rough use to kill a group of enemies.
From a distance, it looks like fireworks, a hundred flowers are blooming, and it is particularly beautiful, but under the beauty, all that bloom are blood flowers.
The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the last ones who can stay are considered to be outstanding people, and there is a team composed of eight medium spirit roots, and they are also the only eight medium spirit roots present.
The powerful coercion shocked the others present, and those who were still wounded were unable to compete with them at all, so they left the battlefield in desperation, looking for opportunities.
The eight people standing in the center didn't care at all when they saw the others fleeing, and those who could be valued by them had to at least wait for the spiritual root.
Five men and three women, tall and short, fat and thin, surrounded by boxes in the middle, and they were left with only the corpses on the battlefield.
"Leave this sword to me. One of the voices said, and the others did not say anything against it, as if it should be this person.
I saw that the man stretched out his slender fingers, white as jade, and five hands like white onions, grabbed the purple sword, and the light flashed, and the hilt was engraved with a tiger flash sword.
"Good!good!good!With this treasure, we will be able to create a world in the Butterfly Killing Sect!hahahahaha!" The voice sounded again, accompanied by a long laugh, resounding through the sky.
Of course, these falling heavens can no longer be seen, they have long been gone, and they are rushing towards the fat man, and all that comes to mind are beautiful scenes, bonuses, fat people, short people, poles, and four people standing in front of him intact.
Enter the Butterfly Killing Sect together, cultivate together, become a strong person together, and then return to your hometown, take the longevity pill, reunite as a family, and laugh and laugh.
With a persistent and unyielding expression in his eyes, he knew in his heart that the immortal cultivation world might not let them go so easily, but as long as there was love in his heart, everything could be resisted.
When the falling sky came again and was assassinated, the small ravine, which had been turned into a stream by heavy rain, could only be swam through, and the environment was even worse than the last time.
This time he didn't choose to take a risk, he turned around decisively, bypassed here, and looked for other ways, not that he couldn't cross here, but he didn't want to put himself in danger again.
Death is very simple, but there are too many worries to live, and life becomes more and more difficult.
The fat man sat back on the stump of the tree at some point, and his head was covered with mud, scattered in the rain.
His eyes were blank, his pupils were hollow, he had no focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Cold is a feeling, a feeling that comes from the heart, and if the heart is warm, the temperature will no longer exist.
The trembling whole body never stopped, until a hand was on his shoulder, and the heat from the palm seemed to melt his heart, and the whole body slowly relaxed.
He thought it was the beginning of the sky, and when he looked up and saw a beautiful face, his face was full of anger, and he suddenly stood up and grabbed her collar.
"Do you really believe this news?!How can you believe it!You are the person he loves the most!Bonus!" roared, his voice trembling, scared, and helpless.
The long red and wet hair, sticking to his face, did not know whether the corners of his eyes were water or tears, did not resist, stared at the fat man with sad eyes, and said word by word: "I, phase, letter." ”
Receiving this answer, the fat man seemed to lose all strength, collapsed to the ground, and repeated frantically in his mouth: "Impossible, impossible, impossible!" The tears that had already dried up fell again.
"Smack!" fell into the arms of the fat man, the small pendant, a small tiger made of red rope, biting a cobblestone, the size of a palm, looking extremely cute.
Seeing that this fat man already believed what was said on that piece of paper, he just didn't want to admit it, after all, it was Brother Luotian who had saved his life.
The fat man trembled, stared at the pendant in his arms, picked it up gently, carefully, the baby is not good, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said sweetly: "This is the first toy that my mother gave me, every time I cry, my mother can coax me as long as I tease me with this, and my father laughs at me every time I am unproductive, hehe." ”
Speaking of this, his face suddenly changed, and his face burned with anger, hideous and terrifying, holding the little tiger tightly, and said: "But all this is gone! It's all ruined! Uncle Luo, please allow me to call you one last time, this revenge will not be avenged, and you will not be a man!"
A punch smashed on the ground, leaving a deep pit mark, looking up at the sky, feeling the impact of the rain, closing his eyes, not knowing joy or anger.
"Brother Tian, I don't know how to face you, I hate you, but I don't want to be like this, from now on, you and we are not people in the same world, we will take this secret and silently guard you. "Finish the last sentence with all your might.
A thunderclap sounded in the sky, as if in response, the heavens always love to joke, to make people, from the time you were born, little by little to deprive you of your beauty, happiness, until you are old, there is nothing.
Hua Hong, who was silently watching from the side, heard the fat man's words, and his expression changed slightly, and he looked strange.
"Do they all know?" asked the fat man, "well, they do." Bonus replied.
"Is it the same as my choice?" asked the fat man, "the same." Bonus replied.
Between the questions and answers, many things were explained, and it became clear when I thought of the fact that the dwarves were not worried about the sky at all.
From this moment on, there is a huge gap between Luotian and the four of them, and they have embarked on two different paths, between friendship and family affection, and the four of them unanimously choose to give birth to their parents.
"Let's go, join them, we want to enter the Butterfly Killing Sect, if we want to take revenge, we must have the help of the falling sky!" the fat man said calmly.
Stand up and walk down the mountain, full of wisdom in the eyes as if you can see through everything, when people encounter some big ups and downs, they will become different, like an enlightenment.
He was fat when he went up the mountain, and he was Zhu Lele when he came down.
Later, Hua Hong also knew that now was not the time to catch up, so she silently followed behind Zhu Lele, a trace of blood was printed on her arm, and she quickly wiped it off, and the corners of her mouth curled.
When Zhu Lele and Hua Hong came down, the battle below was also coming to an end, and there were treasures and corpses everywhere.
It is already a commonplace scene, and the last thing standing on the battlefield is the team of dwarf poles, a total of seven people, all of them are medium spirit roots, plus the dwarf eagle spirit root, like a tiger with wings, the strongest seven people.
The rest of the people died and fled, and some of them passed by Hua Hong, Zhu Lele didn't move, and she didn't move.
With the eyes of the dwarf eagle, he naturally found Zhu Lele and Hua Hong, nodded to them in the air, and walked to the box containing the spirit treasure.
The pole followed, and the other five people also gathered around.
The box slowly opened, emitting a soft orange-yellow glow, revealing the contents of a glove, made of some kind of metal.
There is only one, unique, thick and solemn, boxy and very textured, and there is a mountain carved on the back of the glove, a very simple triangular mountain, simple and generous.
Everyone showed a look of desire to possess it, and suddenly a hand reached out and put it directly on their own.
This person is a short man, if it was him before, he was cowardly and scared, he couldn't have been so early, but now he has changed, and like Zhu Lele, he has realized his own way.
Whoever is indisputable is an ant.