A World Worth Protecting

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It’s just that... After hundreds of ancient martial arts were assimilated by the big tree, the truth of the eruption was repaired, and the three men changed their faces, and the mind provoked a strong shock.

"This is tantamount to the dispersal of the big tree in these hundreds of people, so that they can show the power of truth... In this way, the big tree itself... what is it!" Zhuo Yifan's heart When the vibration was revealed, Wang Baole’s breathing was short, and the eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke.

"So repaired but used shackles to attack us. Then most of the trees are used to bless this cloud seal. This may be the only chance..." Wang Baole’s words, let Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng have Thinking, but not too much time to think about it, when those rushing, quickly retreat.

Because they can only rely on airships to fly, and these shackles are not, so the air battle is obviously very unfavorable to the three people, so the three people in this moment of retreat, they all went straight to the jungle below!

During the whistling, as they landed, these hundreds of expressionless shackles have already followed.

The speed is fast, the sound of breaking the air, the moment is approaching!

In the roaring, he directly fought with Wang Baole, and Zhuo Yifan was a warrior. He shot well and there was a magical way to fight against the enemy.

However, the spell is not his main offensive means. As a warrior monk, he prefers to engage in close combat with people. At this moment, the law spreads, he shows his intentions, his body jumps up and he takes out a purple sword. At the same time, when there was a singularity, there was an illusion behind it. It was like calling the body of a previous life. After being merged with oneself, it seemed to be the **** of war, roaring and directly rushing to the past.

A sword fell, suddenly three squats in front of him, the body mad, directly broken, and Zhuo Yifan's shot did not stop, there are more wind blades in the day whistling out, sweeping the Quartet again, The sword rushed out.

Wherever you go, those who are really sorrowful are unable to resist, or go backwards or collapse!

For a time, Zhuo Yifan is like a chariot, shocking all directions, showing the amazing power of the extraordinary peers.

As for Zhao Yameng, she is a genius in the formation. Although she is pale at the moment, she can wield her hands with her hands. The formations appear out of thin air and directly cover all directions. On the one hand, they are blessed by Wang Baole and Zhuo Yifan, on the other hand, they are all for The enemy is weakened.

If this is the case, it will not reflect her strength. As her hands are waving fast, there are actually one after another, which appear one after another and come out in vain.

The blink of an eye, there are more than one hundred different large and small arrays, falling in the Quartet, seemingly scattered, but there is a connection between them, it is like a combination, forming a large array! !

In a short period of time, there was a large array of arranging, this kind of skill, looking at the true monks of the Four Avenues, can be like Zhao Yameng, it is rare!

After all, she is... a natural spirit!

"Array, turn!" With Zhao Yameng's screaming, immediately around the block of the law, suddenly turning, each time the two arrays overlap, and the monks in their range will be physically shocked.

From afar, these arrays radiate light, like a bright line, filled with all directions, often every two lines of interlacing, can form a force of killing, great lethality!

Even if there are some flaws, Zhao Yameng’s method is difficult to kill in an instant, but it can make the other party pause, so that the rhythm of the entire battlefield is within her control, with Zhuo Yifan’s sword and technique, which makes that Hundreds of rushes coming, a stagnation! !

It is obviously impossible for the two men to have a break-in and try. This time, the shot should be regarded as the first cooperation, but the cooperation is extremely tacit.

Zhao Yameng’s enemies are like assists. They have both lethality and influence on the enemy. Zhuo Yifan’s shots are sharp, the killing power is amazing, and he is sharp!

At the same time, Wang Baole’s eyes showed his exquisiteness. After the body stepped out, the right hand raised and slammed high and waved low.

"Flash arc!" suddenly there was an arc of lightning in his palm.

When the flash arc is out, the glare of the light bursts out, and it suddenly rushes out into a monk's eyebrows. After the hole is pierced, it jumps up and rushes to the next person. The speed is faster than that of Zhuo Yifan. With the cooperation of Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, with the addition of Wang Baole, its power has skyrocketed again!

In particular, this flashing arc does not end. In this continually shining, even the division began. The initial one is only one. It can quickly appear ten or even more, making the entire battlefield, the glare of the flashing arc spread!

The battlefield is even more roaring and resounding.

Wang Baole’s shot was not over. He adjusted his breathing and held his left hand again in this crisis.

"Inflammatory!" As his voice reverberated, suddenly there was a sea of ​​fire in front of him. When it passed, it seemed to form a wall of fire, rushing toward the front, causing the body of a monk to tremble. It was reversed directly by the shackles.

If the flash arc is attacked by a point, then the violent storm is to sweep across the surface!

It’s just that hundreds of monks, who couldn’t catch up for a long time, actually had a blue glow shining on each other, and they turned into a leaf formed by a piece of technique, like a flying sword and went straight to Wang Baole.

"Falun?" Looking at the leaves and flying swords, Wang Baole’s eyes were a glimpse. As a soldier of the French Army, Wang Baole naturally lacked the magic weapon.

"Lingbao!!" He screamed, and immediately there were dozens of Lingbao explosions, including large prints, ropes, mirrors, flying swords, etc., forming a storm around him, blocking the leaves and flying swords. , forming a roaring loud noise.

For a time, the three shots at the same time, under the superposition of power, actually showed an amazing momentum, from a distance, their cooperation is perfect! !

Zhao Yameng is sleepy, Zhuo Yifan kills, and Wang Baole is like a mage. The technique of shooting is even stronger than Zhuo Yifan’s lethality. Even to some extent, the three people turned this battlefield into two inside and outside. region!

In the outer area, Wang Baole’s roaring method made it difficult for the enemy to get close. As for the inner area, Zhuo Yifan’s sharp shots killed all the fish that rushed into the close net. As for Zhao Yameng, his array of methods covered both inside and outside, constantly assisting, making The three people are like a fish, and they work together more harmoniously.

In this scene, although there are accidents, there are not many people. In fact, this is the power of the Shuoyuan and the idea of ​​the Shuyuan. They don’t mind the emergence of individual heroes, but they also advocate mutual cooperation from the lower house. The beginning of the island began until the courtyard of the Upper House Island, and the students can complement each other, so that when they are shot, they can form a superimposed force!

Wang Baole’s shot is still going on. He took out some magic weapons and directly threw them to Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng. After the storms formed by Lingbao, the scabbards in Wang Baole’s body also vibrated. Nine mosquitoes also flew out one after another, which produced killing power on the one hand, and provided Wang Baole with a comprehensive perspective on the other hand.

It was also at this time that Wang Baole took out his own... Baole cannon!

Kneeling on the shoulders, directly firing the guns, the sound of the banging sounds resounding, the three people shot and retreat, even if they can't see any chance of escape, but in the end, no one will be shackled.

"Killing the students and monks of the Shudaoyuan, they are dead. What we have to do is to destroy their bodies!!" Wang Baole stepped back and shouted loudly.

Zhuo Yifan is silent. He understands that this is the only way to save himself. Obviously, the latter of the whole, do not want the things here to pass outside, so the purpose must be to assimilate the three of them. This assimilation, the other party must There are also ways for outsiders to see no change for a short time. As a result, after the event is over, they will no longer be their own!

As for Wang Baole's proposal, the students and monks of the Shudaoyuan were destroyed. The purpose was to prevent them from returning on time and alert the Taoist temple.

He understands that he can really shoot, but hesitant, but Zhao Yameng has a flash of his eyes, and he is very decisive and immediately shot. The focus is on the students of the lower house and the monks of the two warriors.

But very quickly, the three men were even paler, but the shots were still sharp, but more strength was put on the retrogression. It was... whether the three martyrdom students and monks, or other monks No matter what kind of injury has been suffered before, even if the body collapses, in the blink of an eye, you can drill a branch from the body and reconnect the flesh and blood together! !

Soon the wound healed and continued to rush.

Only this place was sealed, and Wang Baole’s three people went backwards. In the end, they all did not help. At this moment, the three men looked at each other and saw the decisiveness in each other’s eyes.

"Distracted and escaped, once someone can escape, immediately ask the Taoist hospital for help!!" Zhao Ya Mengguo disconnected, the body swung straight to the jungle in the distance, Zhuo Yifan also bite his teeth, and then went away.

Wang Baole's heartbeat is accelerating at this moment, the crisis of life and death is pervasive, and the whole speed is heard as soon as the words are heard. The body suddenly resembles a flying meat ball and instantly rushes to the jungle of the earth.

Almost at the moment they spread, the huge tree hand trembled a few times, and the surrounding monks were shocked and revealed the meaning of listening. Soon, they showed the cold at the same time, divided into three batches, facing three people. Chasing!