Vol 3 Chapter 662: Spirit
The eye-catching purple light was drawn forward, and along the way, a broken bamboo was broken, and even those thunder bamboo blame were divided into two.
In the vision of the purple scorpion, there is a vacuum zone in which a piece of Leizhu is floating.
This is a quarter of an hour after the direction of the purple cicadas. The number of thunder bamboo monsters appearing in the field of vision has become more. The battle of the purple cicadas has been unable to keep up with the speed of the bamboo monsters, so he used the soul. Soldier.
Fang Wulian and others are still behind, they have not yet shot.
The purple scorpion quickly advanced, took away the bamboo, and then the long stick in his hand continued to wave, and another purple light extended toward the front.
In the field of vision, there was another vacuum.
The purple pipa is more and more excited, and in his perception, the power of the Thunder in this direction is more intense, which means that the number of Thunder bamboo monsters will be more.
Under the guidance of the radiant seeds, a group of people from Fangwudao marched toward the place where the cultivars existed, and the number of thunderous bamboo monsters along the way increased, which brought them great pressure.
At the moment, everyone is doing their best.
Fortunately, they are fully prepared, if not, it is difficult to advance.
It was at this time that a person suddenly came to the rear. It was responsible for the existence of the break. He came to the front and said: "Young master, someone behind has followed."
"Someone?"
The expression of Fang Wudao changed slightly and asked: "Who is this?"
"It’s two less."
"That kind of thing, he is tracking us!"
Among the long and narrow scorpions of Fang Wuling, there was a touch of coldness. She had already had a heart-warming effect on Fang Wulian.
"They are coming in this direction, and the road is purple." The source continued.
"It must be tracking us through some secret method. Now we will kill them!" Fang Wuling said.
Fang Wudao shook his head and said: "He is not very likely to follow us, and I have deliberately taken care of it before, and they are completely impossible to leave a tracking mark on us."
Fang Wudao itself is a strong person. Under deliberate caution, no one can leave a mark on him silently.
He glanced at the beaming seeds and said, "It may be just a coincidence. Let's avoid it first."
With this beam of light, Fang Wudao changed direction and no longer pursued the guidance of the seeds.
As a result, he missed the pimple and the two sides did not meet directly.
After the purple scorpion left, Fang Wudao walked out of the forest and looked at the front of a mess. He said in a deep voice: "It seems that it is not following us."
The route they are marching on is not exactly the same, or else the sable can see the traces of the battle and know their existence.
Can look at the road ahead, Zi Yan walked a completely strange road, just by brute force.
Fang Wuling’s line of sight fell in front of him and said: “Even if the vision is different, the purpose seems to be the same. That direction is the direction in which the spirit exists.”
In the eyes of Fang Wudao, there was a touch of Li Mang. "Although I don't know how he knows the spirit, but since he dares to play the idea of the spirit, then don't blame me for being polite. Go, let's get up!"
This time, Fangwudao walked behind the purple scorpion and stepped forward on the battlefield. Although there would be no gains along the way, he could not meet the Thunder Bamboo Monster.
In their eyes, Zi Yan served as a cannon fodder and opened a safe passage for them.
This is not clear as the purple of the party. He does not even know that there is a big chance waiting for himself. He is trying to kill the enemy and hopes to get more Thunder Bamboo Festival. This kind of thing is for the San Lei people. Really good things.
Just the enemies on the road, the number is increasing, not afraid of the consumption of purple, but also because of the frequent use of powerful attacks, feeling the consumption of power.
A loud and screaming sound from the front, a larger Thunder bamboo monster appeared, this should be the bamboo monster king.
There was a touch of color in the eyes of Zi Yan, and immediately rushed forward, passing along the way, those little bamboo monsters who met him, were shocked.
Zi Yan came to the front of the Thunder Bamboo King, the long stick in his hand fell, and there were countless purple lights between the heavens and the earth, like the sound of thunder roaring, and then resounded.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One stick, two sticks, three sticks.
The huge body of the Thunder Bamboo King has fallen, leaving a lavender bamboo knot, and the thunder that is surging on the bamboo knot is lavender and extremely powerful.
There is no need to deliberate refining, and its grade is equivalent to being a soul soldier.
The purple scorpion is put up and it is very satisfied with this harvest.
Who knows at this time, Zi Yan suddenly felt a more pure Thunder fluctuation, coming from the front.
Feeling the moment of this wave, his heart was a strong beat, as if he felt something attracted.
He looked forward and saw an open area in the center of the bamboo forest, and in the center of the area, there was a thunderous light that fell on the ground.
"what is that?"
The purple scorpion immediately flashed before him, as if it was a streamer.
The thunderous bamboo monsters along the way, like crazy, launched an attack on the purple.
The purple scorpion does not evade, and the powerful impact from the whole body is to directly shock the surrounding bamboo monsters.
After coming to the open area, he saw the thunder on the ground.
It is a piece of bamboo that has just emerged, exudes pure soul fluctuations, or a state of seedlings.
“Is this the Thunder Bamboo that can be multiplied?”
The mood of Zi Yan became excited, subconscious, and he went forward.
At this moment, there was a wave of fighting in the rear, and there was an exclamation during the period.
After Zizhu turned back, I saw blue dreams and other people, and they were retreating in the battle. In addition to bamboo monsters, there were other people.
They retreated to the side of the purple cicada ~www.readwn.com~ those bamboo monsters did not come forward, as if this place is a restricted area.
Bamboo monsters dare not come in, others dare.
"Your luck is good, even this place can be found."
Fang Wudao walked in front, smiled coldly at the purple sable, and he had already put away the seeds of the light.
Fang Wuling is by his side, and the other side’s eyes have an undisguised murder.
In addition, there are twelve people in the soul.
Being able to come here, these twelve people are obviously not weak.
On the other hand, there are only six people on the side of the sable.
The only thing that makes Zixiao feel lucky is that, so far, Blue Lonely Dream and others have maintained their peak strength.
"Now I will leave now, I can let you live for a while." Fang Wudao saw the spirit of the rear, and he did not want to spread to the spiritual species, he said indifferently.
"You are careful."
Zi Yan just said this, it is going forward.
Fang Wudao has a high status in the house. He also claims that the house has no enemy's soul. There is also the strong man of Fang Wuling, but Ziyan has no scruples, so he shot.
Stick shield is in hand, this is one of his biggest attacks.
The lines above the long sticks lit up, and the original black sticks turned purple.
Purple light runs through the heavens and the earth, and the purple scorpion squats under the shackles.
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