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Chapter 161 Giant Mask

Luo Gai raised his arms above his head and suddenly crossed and waved them down, just like his arms were two steel knives, standing obliquely on both sides of his body.

"Everything comes home!"

Tianhong hurriedly opened his eyes, and the slogan opposite him was not the original sunshine!

Gradually, everyone on the battlefield opened their eyes and found that there was no flash of light this time. Only a few guys in the mercenaries seemed to have suddenly lost their hearts and fled to the Dashe Gate. Their accomplices couldn't stop them.

"Grandma, my leg! I've been cheating people all the time!" Tianhong picked up the white jade pillar and was about to rush up, but the Guotu grabbed his wrist.

Luo Gai sneered and slowly stretched out his arm to point at Tianhong.

"It's broken!" Guotu immediately discovered the problem.

A blue light patch was stuck on Tianhong's left chest. Guotu wanted to pull it, but he couldn't touch the real object at all. The blue light patch was like a projected on Tianhong's body.

"You have it too!" Tianhong widened his eyes and pointed at Guotu's chest.

At this time, noisy sounds were heard everywhere in the two armies. Tianhong looked up and found that not only he and Guotu had such lights, but everyone present, including the mercenaries themselves, had this kind of thing on their chests.

"It's over, stinky brat! The old pig was also caught!" Lige, who had led the soul ghost to kill all directions, pointed at his chest in panic and ran to Tianhong.

"Broken!" Luo Gai shouted as the moment his fingers and arms were flat.

"Bang"! "Bang"! "Bang"!

In an instant, the battlefield was like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, and the explosion started continuously. Lige was blown up more than half a meter high on the spot and fell heavily on the way to come. The patch on Tianhong and Guotu's chest also exploded, and the two of them flew out of thin air 10 or 20 meters, just like they were attacked by artillery shells.

Fortunately, both of them were guarding their armor, but they woke up immediately after a dizzy moment. The soldiers on both sides were not so lucky. Whether it was the soul ghosts under Tianhong or the mercenaries of Luo Gai, they were all bombed into the air one after another.

There were too many people, and some of them had secondary collisions in the air. How could the scene be described as tragic?

In an instant, most of the battlefield of thousands of people disappeared in a wail. Those without armor or those with slightly poor physical condition, whether they were souls or mercenaries, died directly in the explosion, and did not even leave a last word.

Those who survive by chance are also disabled people. There are very few who can stand up again.

"Get out quickly, and you're even farting!" Tianhong shouted, "All up, hurry up! Lige!"

He watched his brothers disappear in an instant, and now he didn't even have a chance to shed tears. He covered his painful chest and just wanted to drag the brothers who were still rolling on the ground to wail away from the range of Rogay's casting spells.

"Young Master!" Guotu coughed a few times, shook his head, as if he was still confused.

Tianhong quickly helped Guotu up and asked him if he had any problems, while dragging him out of the battlefield.

Guotu shook his head: "It's okay, young master, don't worry about me, you can withdraw quickly! This guy is a little capable, so let me deal with it!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tianhong looked like crying without tears, "I can't let thousands of brothers die in vain. I have to take revenge, I have to take revenge!"

"Our people can't help but explode again! You guys should retreat quickly! We are not opponents of good magic powers!"

"Stop talking, stop talking nonsense! I'll send you out first! Then go and pick up Lige!" Tianhong pulled the national map out, because he saw the limit of Luogai's magic power.

The recruits who had originally summoned like dead soldiers were still standing there, and the mountain spirits resurrected behind them did not receive any impact. Although Tianhong was shocked and at a loss, his brain was still running constantly.

In his heart, after passing the queue of recruits, it must be safe there.

The soldiers on both sides immediately stopped fighting each other because of this sudden indiscriminate explosion. As long as both sides could move or stand up, they were desperately pulling their brothers back, exactly the same as what Tianhong did now.

Tears had already crossed his face, but Tianhong didn't notice it at all. He almost tried his best to drag the national map behind the resurrected mountain spirit, and then dragged back a few hundred kilograms of Lige back. He fell to the unconscious "Bajie".

Looking through the gap at the brothers in the distance, he suddenly felt how helpless he was. Whether he was scared or his body had not recovered completely, he was now so nervous that he could not use any strength.

He knelt on the ground, smashed his right fist hard on the soil, slamming his heartbrokenly, and cried powerlessly and helplessly.

He beat his chest over and over again, as if it was just in line with the saying "I have the heart but I don't have the strength."

The soldiers in the audience were injured by the indiscriminate attack. Instead of helping his mercenaries, Luogai looked at the soldiers' mutual assistance coldly, as if he was appreciating his proud works.

It seemed that a hint of arrogance was at work in his heart. He did not launch a second explosion, letting Tianhong go and letting everyone go. It was not a ridiculous sense of compassion, but Tianhong and the others were just a group of stray dogs in Luogai's eyes. Defeating them was more interesting than killing them. Repelling thousands of enemies with one's own strength was already the capital he could use to seek credit, so as the noble Chief Hou, how could he dirty his hands again!

Suddenly, Tianhong's cry seemed to alarm the new recruits and the resurrected mountain spirit in front of him, and they walked towards the formation with mechanical steps.

"Young Master, look!" The Guotu, who was sitting on the ground and repairing his body, pointed in front of his finger.

Tianhong stopped crying and looked up. His expression was exactly the same as Luo Gai at this time, except for being shocked, but also being shocked.

The recruits and the resurrected mountain spirit who began to move walked into their eyes like hallucinations.

"How could this happen?" Tianhong stayed there.

"It's a wish! Young Master, you are the time when you really need them! In this way, the Diwuyangpan can only play the greatest role when the owner needs it most." Guotu was a little overjoyed, "The rebellious mercenaries before may be the ones who were from the Wuyangpan!"

"I'll bring you, I'll bring you this?" Tianhong still felt unbelievable.

Luo Gai obviously did not expect this situation to occur on the battlefield, but when he felt that he had won, he immediately issued a few hidden weapons that were nearly transparent.

"Dong"! "Dong"! "Dong"!

The sound was very dull, as if a hidden weapon was stuck on the rotten wood. A few of the recruits did fall to the ground, but in the blink of an eye, they stood up again like nothing happened.

"My God, they are much better than Bao Dafei's clone!" Tianhong exclaimed.

At first, he felt that these recruits were just like the clones when Bao Dafei and the other two captured him before. They were thousands of clones on the day they picked up the person at the train station. They were knocked down by Yiqing and Guotu and turned into stones. But now it seems that what Tianhong summoned was more powerful than theirs and more inexplicable.

Without hesitation, Luo Gai suddenly used that terrifying move again, calling it "Go to the Heart" a move forward!

"No!" Tianhong used his last strength to drive Tianhuo to rush into the crowd.
Chapter completed!
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