A college with tens of thousands of people, just like an hourglass, can't keep secret at all. He has a stronger virtual spirit. The combat effectiveness of his cultivation Corps is several times stronger than that of ordinary monks. It's impossible to defend the virtual spirit that can attack independently at any time.
In addition, a real virtual Spirit Lord in this guidance, combined with human strengths, combat promotion is not a single point, it can be said that it is completely taking into account the advantages of both, making up for the original shortcomings
Ten minutes later, the camp was still standing, and the shield, which was about to be broken several times, miraculously survived.
The virtual spirit lords who only command the battle are very angry. They constantly mobilize more virtual spirits, just like heavenly soldiers, standing in the air and bombarding downward.
The closer they stand, the less counterattack they have. It is estimated that they have no energy to counterattack. Even if they counterattack, how much can they kill.
But there are 30000 virtual spirits here, and there are more behind them. Let's stand one by one and let them kill. Can we kill them with this
There are no more than 100 people in it. Although they have some strength, they are still struggling with life and death.
However, the commander kept it subconsciously. He didn't let all the virtual spirits rush on. He didn't think that the other side had any hindrance. He just wanted to prevent the dog from jumping over the wall and making desperate moves.
However, with such a great strength, Wang Zhongtian wants to see that he can crush each other with absolute strength. Now ten minutes later, he has failed to win the small camp, just less than 100 people.
His tens of thousands of people did not seem to be too useless. With a look of awe inspiring, he directly issued a new order, "attack with all strength!"
After receiving the order, the war lord did not hesitate to wave his hand, and all the darkness above the void was suppressed at the same time.
Countless black smoke gathered from all over Fukushima. In the first second, the attack doubled. In the second second, it tripled.
Ten seconds, ten times, it is not that this has reached the limit, but the virtual spirit, although it is able to spirit, can still occupy the volume.
Especially when they appeared to attack, the whole camp was completely dark, and the whole camp was covered by countless virtual spirits. This time, it was a real cover, just like a big pot cover.
The energy membrane of the camp is like hail, constantly changing and flashing, and may collapse at any time. All the virtual spirits and human beings are waiting for this moment.
The legions in the town are also watching this scene. Their eyes are more or less complicated. Human beings can be so strong. They are very confident in themselves.
Because they are God fighters, God tells them that he is the strongest, and he thinks so.
From the beginning of cultivation to becoming a real Superman, they take much shorter time than the official ones, and they also have the uncanny means of the virtual spirit clan. Everyone has the strength to challenge others.
What's more, they are a legion, the Legion of God. Who can stop them in this world.
Yellow sand corps, joke, those dead things, relying on a little bit of instinct, dare to be called friars of the new era!
However, no matter how arrogant they are, when they know that there are only less than 100 people in the camp, but they still exist in front of the overwhelming virtual spirit for ten minutes, they still have a sense of identity as human beings.
However, no one spoke out, because they are God fighters. The first principle is never to question God's will. Do your part well. Loyalty is everything.
In the camp, the energy channel supply of Wei Fei has reached the extreme. After all, it is only a secret channel, and it is impossible to improve the energy supply without limit.
He nodded at Hong Li. The other side immediately made a seal and pressed it on the gun. At the same time, the others followed suit.
Boxes of bullet chains have been laid for a long time. All these bullets are specially made. As the French seal is pressed on them, the whole bullet chain begins to emit light fluorescence.
In the thirteenth second, the shield finally flickered and disappeared in the air. At this moment, the world seemed to be at a standstill.
The next moment, all the virtual spirits are crazy. They move together and rush to the camp below as fast as they can.
One hundred meters away, in a twinkling of an eye!
In the sky, the corner of Wang Zhongtian's mouth has been rising. This is rolling. The result is not only unexpected, but also expected.
In the face of such a trend, the strength of the individual is nothing. No matter how well Ma Zheng trains them, it's just a drop in the bucket.
All of a sudden, when he was dark, his shared vision was interrupted. In the final picture, he seemed to see a Mars, a rising Mars.
Seems to have heard the continuous gunfire of dada. Is it a machine gun?
This is already panic to use a gun to fight, but, if it's a gun, why the shared picture will be interrupted, what's the accident.
It doesn't matter, he still has a lot of subordinates. When his mind moves, he immediately connects with other subordinates present. However, his subordinates' will is confused and seems to be disappearing. He can't help but be surprised. Finally, he connected with one of his subordinates and forcibly shared the right vision. The scene in front of him made him completely dull. In the sky, countless light spots burst out, and the twinkling lights illuminate the earth, as if the sun reappeared in the sky. Every time the light shines, the nearby virtual spirit is like ice and snow. When it encounters high temperature, it melts and collapses quickly. If it is not dead, its body becomes transparent and dim. Originally, with their speed and means, they could quickly escape from the battlefield. However, on the one hand, there were no orders; on the other hand, there were too many bright lights. Without even having time to react, the bright light continuously shines, and the empty spirit in the sky directly disappears in the next second. There are also Mars on the ground shooting into the sky from all directions, dense firestars, after rising to a certain height, bang open, like countless fireworks, but brighter, more deadly. They are deadly fireworks, which bring the tide of death. Every time they shine, every second, hundreds of virtual spirits are dying out. Wang Zhongtian was stunned. After three seconds, he ordered: "retreat, retreat!" However, before he finished shouting, his vision disappeared again. This time, he realized what had happened and directly connected with the war lord who was in charge of the scene. The war lord is not dead yet. He is a strong man from the virtual shadow world. His strength is not one in ten, but he is still a powerful high-level virtual spirit. He stands in the middle position, and the virtual spirit around him is dead.