The Great Conqueror

269 ​​What is trust!

"Yes" a group of fifty-eight monks followed closely, stopping all together, bursting into a full-blown roar. This spirit is really good.

Zou nodded with satisfaction, not lazy.

In Zou Liang's plan, wanting to be a qualified warsong priest, not only the vital capacity is better, but also the physical strength must be strong enough. Otherwise, if a battle last priest lacks physical strength, cannot sing or run, and is torn by the enemy, then it is a joke.

After all the monk groups followed, Ranu and his fifteen adventurers followed in panting. At this moment, these pride hunters had only a little pride left in their hearts and they were hit. Grandma, has anyone seen a priest run faster than Phantom Hunt?

Are these monks still human? Or ... because the people who brought them out were too perverted?

Fifteen adventurers secretly looked at Arthur, and in their eyes, the young priest no doubt became more mysterious.

Not only are the adventurers running and collapsing, but even the ant soldiers are running impatient. The prey they encountered before was either resisted or quickly caught up and killed. How could they run like these dozens of people? The monster is fast, it ’s almost unreasonable

As soon as the monk group stopped, the monsters suddenly reddened their eyes and became restless with excitement, like a torrent of flooding to the team.

At this time, there were more than thirty monsters in the herd, and new monsters continued to join in the process of running and chasing, increasing the number of ant soldiers to about one hundred. This also makes the monsters chase a little slower, giving the team a little time.

Lanu Qi hadn't breathed in yet, and when he looked back, he saw as many as one hundred ants and beasts swarming after him.

The wild, angry, and bloodthirsty breath, which belongs to the monster's unique roar and stench, surged along the wind, causing the ground to tremble. Even the momentum of more than a hundred ant soldiers and beasts rushing away from Zou Liang was nearly a kilometer away, blowing the blue wild grass overwhelmingly and posting a large piece.

The weeds were dormant, even shattered by the monster's breath, flying like blue shards in the sky, very beautiful and terrible.

Ranu's face was slightly discolored.

An ant soldier can only be said to be a scum, Lanu does not look at it. Thirty or more can also win. However, more than a hundred of them have already rushed ...

Resolutely resist, the loss is too large, I am afraid that a dozen adventurers, as well as the 58 monks of Arthur will have death and injury.

"Arthur?" Lanu's voice was hoarse, looking at Arthur's meaning.

Everyone looked dignified, of course, except for one person, Zou Shenchou dragged a small grass and put it near his mouth. Hearing Ranu shouting to himself, of course he understood the meaning.

Mr. Zou gave him a peace of mind gesture, spit the grass out of his mouth casually, and did not see the monsters getting closer and closer, and shouted to the fifty-eight monks under his hand: The opportunity for performance, these monsters will be given to you, destroy them for me "

"Yes" 58 people answered loudly behind their hands and their necks.

Zou Shenchou waved his hands at the monsters that came on the face, and the monks immediately lined up in this open area.

In this environment, it is too late to escape. If the monks are unsuccessful, only the tragic end to be crushed and torn by the monster.

Even Ranu and others were sweating in the forehead when they looked aside. This is not a joke.

There are a hundred monsters, which can cause heavy casualties.

At this moment, the only thing Lanu could do was to believe Arthur, believing that he would not make jokes about his life. Moreover, Lanu had secretly lost his eyes to fifteen hunting shadows, and stood quietly beside Arthur.

Zou naturally felt the kindness of Lanu, but now is not the time to think about it. To his satisfaction, although the monsters were already close at hand, none of the monks were afraid.

Fearless is a kind of courage, but also a trust in the priest of Arthur.

Because he taught everyone what is faith and what is glory

At this moment, since the two captains, Kara and Luman, each monk's eyes seemed to be burning. They lined up in the open field, fighting alongside their brother.

In this state, life and death have long been set aside.

Warsong sounded

Fifty-eight chorus of faith battle songs

Ranu and the fifteen adventurers looked dignified, could these young monks, all right?

In case it does n’t work, it will be a very miserable result

Not only adventurers, but even Lu Yao and Emma were very upset, more than a hundred monsters have rushed to

Bang

The bright song of faith battle, the roaring song of faith battle, the fiery chorus of fifty-eight people's chorus, the sound of the whole wilderness

Near

Closer

Warsong has no effect? ?

Closer

There was a little agitation in the monster beast, but it still kept rushing.

The adventurers such as Lanu all changed their faces greatly. This distance didn't even have time to react. Even the powerful impact of these hunting shadows felt crumbling. They could only clenched their teeth and insisted that they must guard behind Arthur. Others can die, Arthur, must live.

But what surprised Lano and the adventurer was that at this time, Zou was still calm. He even took out a cigar, took a deep breath at the corner of his mouth, and sprayed white smoke from his nasal cavity. gas.

He stood in front of all the monks with his hands on his backs, eyes sweeping over everyone.

His chest was toward the brothers of the monks; his back was facing more than a hundred monsters rushing up.

This is telling everyone with a silent vow: Lao Tzu trusts you, Lao Tzu's life is in your hands, and the first one is me.

exploded

Kalou, Ruman, everyone in the monk corps felt their body and blood ignited. With the silent trust of the boss, is there any hesitation and fear?

All monks hold hands and treat them like death

The spirit emanating from the song of faith and inspiring firm faith is inspiring all adventurers.

Sudden volume of battle song of faith

Like a rolling torrent, like a gushing volcano

Roar from the soul and the heart and lungs

Our faith is strong because of trust; our glory is awakened by the warsong priest because of one person. UU reads www.uukanshu.com forever.

never give up

Roar ~~

Thirty meters ...

Twenty meters ...

At this point, almost even the black mane on the face of the leading ant soldier beast, and the green saliva dripping from his mouth wide open, could be clearly seen.

Ten meters ...

Warsong hissed, as the lions roared together, as the angry thunder

The ant soldier that rushed forward had jumped and fluttered, and the claws reached out reached Arthur's back.

With sweat on his forehead, Lanu clenched his weapon tightly, and rushing to hold Arthur away desperately, suddenly—

boom

As if there is an invisible power spreading out, the power in the Warsong