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4380 - Ant Shaking Elephant You Are Courting Death

Hongshan Starfield!

"boom……"

The low roar of the kinetic energy cabin resounded endlessly. A small space castle with a diameter of 5000 meters is sailing in the starry sky. It is the small castle on the other side...

There is also a wormhole space in Lan Feilin's body, with a length, width and height of [-] meters.

Although this wormhole space cannot grow and expand simultaneously with the improvement of its own strength like the [-]-meter space in Chen Tang's body and the Hangcheng wormhole space, it does not have the kind of Hangzhou wormhole space that allows Lan Feilin himself to enter it. anti-heavenly attributes.

However, with a length, width and height of [-] meters, it is more than enough to accommodate the small castle of the other side and a few star-class warships, which greatly facilitates the experience of the other side team in the starry sky...

"His..."

In the distance in front of the way, there was a clear and clear sound of silk cracking in the starry sky, and a void crack suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a figure stepped out from it, with a pale complexion and extraordinary bearing, it was the high priest of Zuoqiu.

As soon as the old guy walked out of the crack in the void, the air mechanism immediately locked on to the small castle on the other side, snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped it...

"call out!"

"Whoa..."

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang..."

The little friends rushed out at the first time, there was a roar in the body, the power had been fully activated, and the fighting spirit was full.

When Lan Feilin waved half of the Bian Xiaobao into his body, Wangcai had already rushed out barking, heading straight for the High Priest of Zuoqiu...

The great war broke out in an instant. This was a desperate fight between the peak holy emperors. The prosperity was too amazing, the void was shattered inch by inch, and the roar was like a majestic sea of ​​thunder violently churning.

In terms of strength, Wangcai does not have an advantage, but his speed and agility are his strengths. Therefore, in this battle, Wangcai is completely wandering. drill down.

The high priest Zuoqiu was chasing after him, and it seemed that Wangcai had been at a disadvantage from the very beginning...

Although the little friends saw the clues and knew that although Wangcai could not suppress the opponent, or even gain the upper hand, it was absolutely impossible for Zuoqiu High Priest to suppress Wangcai.

But what they want is obviously not such a stalemate...

"Om..."

These thoughts flashed through Sima Qing's mind, and Sima Qing immediately raised her hands, a large number of tentacle-like fine granulation appeared in the palms, and solidified into a nebula sniper rifle in just three breaths.

The body of the gun is three feet long, not only full of sci-fi sense, but also extremely domineering. In the mysterious atmosphere that is so thick that it cannot be dispelled, it is a little more simple and heavy.

Her eyes moved along with the figure of Zuoqiu High Priest through the blood-red crystal lens of the ghost head quasi-tool, and the cold and cold meaning made it hard to look at and shudder...

"boom……"

Meng Shaotao was not idle either, and he was also urging the power in his body while thinking, the ancient ancestor-level basalt blood was fully activated, and immediately gushed out a large amount of black-blue blood, condensing into a giant tortoise as tall as nine feet.

This is the phantom of the battle body, which is translucent, like a mech covering the outside, covering Meng Shaotao's figure inside.

"Roar!"

"boom……"

Soon, the phantom of the huge giant tortoise let out a deep roar. It opened its bloody mouth, like firing a cannon, and ejected a round, black-blue energy light group with a diameter of Zhangxu from the mouth.

The speed was far faster than Meng Shaotao's previous bastard cannon, and it rushed into the forming cloud in the blink of an eye, and when it reached the high priest of Zuoqiu, his body was shocked, and he stopped abruptly, twisting his waist to dodge...

It's a pity that this energy shell was still avoided by him after all. Meng Shaotao's current level of strength is the Saint Emperor Realm, and the speed of the energy shell blasted out is a bit slower.

However, although it missed, at least the effect of interference was achieved.

"Wang Wang..."

"puff……"

Wangcai took this opportunity to launch an attack, and after barking twice, he slammed into the high priest of Zuoqiu from the side.

The old guy's figure had just stabilized, and with Wangcai's speed, he had no time to dodge, and was directly hit by Wangcai on his left rib, flying away sideways, with a bloody arrow spurting out from his mouth.

"boom!"

At the same moment, Meng Shaotao shot again, and another energy shell was ejected from the huge giant tortoise void...

This kind of energy shell formed by Xuanwu's breath was blasted out after Meng Shaotao's own qi and blood were condensed through Xuanwu's blood, and then boosted by the phantom of the combat body.

Because the boosting effect of the phantom of the battle body is extremely strong, Meng Shaotao's energy and blood in his body are actually not too much for each shell fired.

In a short period of time, he was able to fire a total of nine cannonballs in a row, and the power of each cannon had surpassed Meng Shaotao's current level of the Saint Emperor Realm, which was between the Saint Emperor and the peak Saint Emperor.

Although it is impossible to kill the High Priest Zuoqiu even if he bombards him, it is definitely possible to injure him. This kind of threat is enough to cause a good nuisance...

"Cruel..."

"A group of ants also want to shake the elephant? You are looking for death..."

He still avoided the second energy cannonball, but the high priest Zuoqiu's anger had been aroused, and with a ferocious roar, he turned around and rushed towards Meng Shaotao.

This guy changed his strategy, he no longer only focused on Wangcai, and now he clearly wanted to kill the little friends first, so as to prevent disturbance.

"Wang Wang..."

Wangcai saw through his plot, barked twice, this time he didn't run away, and rushed over to intercept him.

On the other side, Sima Qing, who had been wandering around him through the scarlet crystal lens of the ghost head quasi-tool, finally found an opportunity at this time, with a glint in her eyes, she lightly moved her right index finger on the trigger. ...

"boom!"

The roar resounded, and a Xingyuan bullet containing the power of law whizzed away. The speed was too fast, as if ignoring the distance in space, it had arrived in front of the High Priest Zuoqiu in the blink of an eye.

With Sima Qing's current level of strength at the half-step Saint Emperor Realm, it would be no problem to snipe the Saint Emperor on the spot if he hit a solid one with a single shot.

But if it is the Holy Emperor at the peak, even if the shot hits, it will only be seriously injured and dying at most. Although it does not pose a fatal threat to the Zuoqiu High Priest, it cannot be ignored. The effect of interference is far greater than that of Meng Shaotao's Xuanwu Under the breath.

Feeling the threat approaching, Zuoqiu High Priest's complexion changed slightly, and he twisted his waist violently again, dodging dangerously.

However, when the Xingyuan bullet passed by, it was detonated by the powerful coercion in his body...

"Rumble..."

There was a sudden roar, and a fierce shock wave rushed towards the face. The High Priest Zuoqiu was instantly covered in blood. Although his injuries were not serious, he did not look in a general embarrassment.

"Wang Wang..."

Not far away, Wangcai found an opportunity again, hit him when he was in trouble, and bumped into him with a dog's mouth...

(End of this chapter)