After part of the blood wolf's spider silk was corroded away, his body became a little weak.
He looked pale as the stone men continued to advance, shook his head and said, "I tried my best, but I can't stop these stone men..."
In fact, he wanted to drag the two brothers, Blood Crow and Blood Lion, away at this time, but the serious and solemn looks on their faces made Blood Crow hesitate.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
The stone men seem to be moving slowly, but in fact they are not slow at all. As the ground shakes, they are rushing forward quickly.
The aliens in the distance also held their breath. They were also looking for opportunities to take action, but they had to carefully observe the methods of the human race before doing so.
Seeing the stone man getting closer and closer, Fuxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally he couldn't hold it any longer, so he stretched out his hand and slapped forward.
The palm that was condensed with solid thunder powder suddenly appeared among the stone men, collided hard with Fuxi's Bagua, and then burst into bright light.
Almost all the aliens were shrouded in this light and had to protect their eyes.
Immediately after the bright light bloomed, there was thunder that was so dense that it was impossible to distinguish it. The sound was like the sound of sharp objects scratching, torturing everyone's eardrums. The power rushing out made those fog people and terrifying rats retreat crazily, and even directly fell from the seventh floor.
Jump to the sixth floor...
After a while, the light of thunder dissipated.
After everyone's vision recovered, they saw that the Stone Spirits in the center of the open space were lying on the ground. Almost all the Stone Spirits' human bodies were scorched, and their hands, feet, and bodies were smashed to pieces, and even turned into stone powder.
"Okay, so scary... squeak," a scary rat said after seeing this scene after climbing up from the sixth floor.
"Thunder of Tianlei Plain! How did you do it?" The people in the fog looked at each other.
"It has something to do with the powder!" the dead tree giant shouted.
The other dead tree giants also shouted, causing the foreigners to look at them coldly.
Anyone who is not a fool will know that it is related to the powder in Fuxi's hand, but they don't know if Fuxi still has that kind of powder in his hand...
The fallen Stone Spirit tribesmen could never get up again. These Stone Spirit tribe members stood very densely and were completely enveloped by the thunder. No one was missed.
Silence filled the seventh floor platform.
All the foreigners stared at Fuxi...
It seems that this thunder is the trump card of these humans.
The quantity of such a powerful brown powder should be limited, or at least very rare.
If Fuxi can't take it out, the situation becomes simple.
Fuxi found that all the foreigners' eyes were focused on him, which was a little unnatural.
Of course he knows what these aliens are thinking!
The problem is that all the cement powder has been used up these two times. Where can he get the powder again?
Just when Fuxi was stiff, Nuwa suddenly spoke to the blood wolf and said, "Immortal hunter, you still have brown thunder powder there, please take it out!"
What the hell is thunder powder?
When the two brothers, Blood Lion and Blood Crow, were stunned and didn't understand, Blood Wolf already understood it, and when he turned his hand, brown powder poured out continuously.
These brown powders are not thunder powder at all, but bone-condensing powder that was used before to destroy the infinite corridor of the sky-killing elves.
The two powders look exactly the same, both are brown, but their breaths are completely different. One contains the power of thunder, and the other contains the power of space. If the consciousness perceives it, it will be revealed instantly.
However, as an immortal hunter, the blood wolf is an experienced person. When he poured out the bone powder, he blocked the aura within it, and his technique was very clever.
Nuwa saw Xuelang's series of reactions, and her eyes showed admiration.
These immortal hunters can roam around the Sanqingtian calmly, and their reactions are indeed astute.
Coincidentally, the bone-condensing powder was obtained not long ago, and there was quite a lot of it. The continuous bone-condensing powder turned into a palm that was about ten feet tall, and stood in front of Fuxi.
"..."
When the foreigners saw this huge brown palm, they were also speechless.
The brown palm just now was not half as good as this one, and it wiped out all the stone men with strong defenses. How terrifying is the power of this brown palm?
So the situation returned to before, and the two sides were in a stalemate again.
However, although Xuelang and Fuxi cooperated very skillfully, some people still saw some doubts.
The golden-horned bull-headed man knew the identities of the blood lion, blood wolf and blood crow from the beginning. These three immortal hunters were not of the same race as humans. When Nuwa asked the blood wolf for the powder, the other two immortal hunters were also the blood lions.
and Blood Crow
He was stunned and seemed completely unaware. This was so abnormal.
What's even more abnormal is that the blood wolf blocked the smell of brown powder, which means there is no silver 300 taels in this place.
The golden-horned ox-headed man quietly transmitted his analysis to the blue-haired elf. The blue-haired elf also believed it, but it asked with a sneer, "Then you dare to rush forward? If you dare, I will pass it to you."
The golden-horned ox-headed man glared at the blue-haired elf and said nothing.
Although it is doubtful, it cannot risk its own life.
But the situation cannot stay like this forever...
Soon some aliens began to come up with ideas, asking each alien race to gather some people and attack together.
This method was quickly responded to and considered an acceptable solution.
Seeing the aliens starting a new round of preparations, the dark clouds climbed on the faces of Fuxi and his party again.
After all, they are still in a desperate situation. Although they can still maintain a stalemate at this stage, they cannot remain in a stalemate until the wind in Zifengjian Gorge stops, right?
The aliens quickly selected their dead warriors...
The purpose of these dead soldiers is to test the "thunder" in Fuxi's hand. Once it is confirmed to be true, the dead soldiers will undoubtedly die.
However, the patriarch's order could not be violated, and these dead soldiers did not complain. After forming a new team, the dead soldiers planned to take action.
Fuxi's sword eyebrows were furrowed, the Bagua Seal had floated in front of him in advance, and the huge palm was about to smack out at any moment.
The bodies of the dead soldiers selected by each tribe were also trembling violently. After the palms exploded, their fate was self-evident.
"Are you looking for death?"
Fuxi roared and the Bagua Seal began to rotate.
Seeing that Fu Xi was really about to take this palm, the people who were gritting their teeth and preparing to die all stopped, and some even stepped back...
But how could Fuxi dare to actually take pictures?
I was really exposed when I took pictures.
From the beginning, Luo Zheng also changed his calm and calm look. There was a faint look of anxiety flashing in his eyes. Although it was hidden deeply, it was still captured by Nuwa.
His things never came.
And the time that the current situation can be sustained can probably only be calculated by breathing...
"Fake, squeak!"
"He doesn't dare to use it. This is their last life-saving straw. Come on!"
"There are no cowards in my tribe of ox-headed people!"
The leaders of the foreigners began to encourage and force them.
The dead soldiers were filled with reluctance, but still gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Fuxi could not scare away the dead soldiers no matter how much he tried to do...
At this moment, Luo Zheng suddenly sensed something.
At the far end of Zifengjian Gorge, a piece of purple wind was mixed with a touch of green "wind", and this green wind was rolling and dancing, approaching at an extremely fast speed.
"Senior Fuxi, take this palm!" Luo Zheng suddenly said.
"Why?" Fuxi was stunned for a moment.
"Listen to me!" Luo Zheng ordered in a deep voice.
Fuxi was very unhappy with Luo Zheng's tone, but at the critical moment of life and death, he didn't care and slapped out the giant palm made of bone powder.