Seeing this scene, those Chu Tianming's mercenary guards who had just been forced into a desperate situation by these thousand silk worms were stunned one by one.
They have just put the mucus thrown by Gu Yifeng and others on their weapons. They are preparing to kill them. Give Gu Yifeng a good help.
However, before they moved, they found that the battle was almost a foregone conclusion!
These thousand filarians were all set on the spot.
Under such circumstances, is there any suspense about the battle?
Oh, my God
If I hadn't seen with my own eyes how ferocious these Warcraft were, I would have almost eaten them.
Everyone should think that these thousand filarians are not so terrible at all!
This is a dog!
Gu Yifeng, how did they do it?
"Pa!"
Lao Chen slapped him on the thigh.
"This is definitely the credit of young master Qi!"
"Shit, Gu Yifeng, these people don't know what shit luck they have. They can meet people like little seven!"
"Look at them. They haven't suffered at all in this abandoned continent!"
A group of people looked at Gu Yifeng and others in great depression. They were full of energy and their movements were very skilled and vegetarian!
Even Chu Xiaofeng cooperated closely with them.
His grandmother has two legs.
Why didn't they meet a man of God like little seven?
If the time goes back, when the little seven childe was bullied by the black iron mercenary regiment, they must be desperate to vent their anger for her!
This is a god of wealth, a life-saving Buddha!
They soon joined the battle of Gu Yifeng and others.
Because of their participation, the shrill cries of those thousand filarians under attack became more desolate.
At this time, the voice of the night suddenly rang in Luo Qingtong's ear.
"How do you know that these resins can wrap these silk threads around them?"
Night Qian Yu looks at Luo Qingtong's eyes, which are unusually deep.
He didn't ask about mucus. After all, it was obvious.
Those thousand silk worms must have something that can ignore these silk threads.
Or even they will be entangled by these silk threads.
Therefore, Luo Qingtong asks Gu Yifeng and them to use the mucus to attack the weapon, which is naturally twice the result with half the effort.
But how did she know about the resin?
Night Qianyu's face was deep, but Luo Qingtong had already thought out his words.
"Do you see any features on these trees?"
She raised her finger to the trees she had pointed out before.
"There are no traces of those thousand silk worms on and under their trees."
"In addition, although the tenacity of these silk threads is first-class, these trees may not be able to resist the brute force of these mercenaries if they set traps here!"
"Under the pull, the tree breaks and the silk thread is soft, but it can't have the effect of weaving a net!"
"But these silk threads are wound on these tree trunks."
Sure enough, with Luo Qingtong's direction, night Qianyu easily saw that all the silk threads spewed out by thousand silk worms were wrapped around these trees and went deep into the trunk.
Round and round.
"So, I guess these thousand silk worms are afraid of these trees, but there are things that can strengthen their silk winding ability."
"Even more, these things can make these silk threads wound around them."
Luo Qingtong's explanation is reasonable, but the night's eyes are more deep.
Because Luo Qingtong's words can only explain the abnormalities of these trees.
But how did she know that the resin inside was useful, not anything else?
Night Qianyu's eyes looked deeply into Luo Qingtong's eyes.
Just then