Chapter 771： Collapsed

Bang bang bang!

In a series of bursts, the beautiful physique of the saint of blood python was shattered by the unstoppable golden gun violent, disillusioned and separated in the sea of ​​red sunflowers, and burned to ashes.

"Huh? This... lost?"

Seeing the blood python saint's pale face, she hurriedly hid back to the small world of the soul, unable to maintain a human form, but turned into the prototype of the blood python, with her delicate python body wrapped in a delicate snake's forehead full of prostration, Cold sweats like a human fever.

The silence that was closing her eyes opened her eyes at this time, and Junmu glanced at her embarrassed, but she was still laughing, and her voice was even more ridiculous:

"Didn't you say that apart from the Green Python Empress, there is no second opponent in the world? How could it be handled by a small elder?"

Hearing this, the saint of blood python had a black line on her head, and her heart was uneasy. Even though she was tired and sleepy, she couldn't help but said:

"Go on, go on, you know beep."

Heh, okay, it's worthy of the roundworm in the silent belly, and even learned the word beep that does not belong to this world!

The next moment, the blood python saint's eyes darkened, and she could no longer quarrel with Shen Mo, and fell completely into sleep.

"Before you clamored for me to let you go for a few days off, but now you want me to do it again, you really can't help it."

After a long time, I feel delicate and beautiful when I look at a snake, silently glanced at the blood python who fell into a drowsiness because of overdraft, and smiled bitterly.

Although the blood python saint’s cultivation is far inferior to the blue python female emperor at the supreme level, there is still a trace of imperial thoughts in her body and blood of the python clan. The quasi-emperor has the strength of a great heaven. So quickly lost in the hands of Hongkui.

It seems that this Elder Red Kwai is not as easy to deal with as silently imagined!

"System, can I steal that red sunflower?"

At this moment, the silence remembered that he still had a system, um, it seemed.

"..."

After a while, no system echo was seen.

"Strike?"

In the current battle situation, I don't care about so much, do it myself, and have enough food and clothing.

Silent handsome eyebrows condensed, the golden light in his eyes moved, first quietly restored control of the body.

The originally fragmented physique reunited in the void!

However, he was not in a hurry to show up, let alone being stupid enough to reveal his true body...

Sitting in the void in silence, closing his eyes and concentrating on his mind, his mind flew. The scene of Shen Xiaoqi's confrontation with Hongkui before, moved rapidly in Shen Mo's mind.

He discovered that Red Sunflower’s original strength was a strange flame, with firepower spreading all over the body’s limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and had been integrated with her, and the spear in her hand was in the same line as the different fire. Powerful and overbearing, almost invulnerable.

However, Hongkui was not without shortcomings. From the very beginning, she kept the gun in her hand. In addition to being her weapon, this long gun seemed to have another meaning. As for the specific meaning, silence is unknown.

However, what is certain is that the spear is the trump card that Hongkui is proud of, and even the pillar of her belief that she has been fighting.

If you want to completely conquer her, you must start with the gun!

Get rid of her pride, destroy her belief...

Within a single thought, the countermeasures against the red sunflowers have sprouted in the silent heart.

Although the writing is slow, the incident happened in a flash.

"Ok?"

The red sunflower's eyes condensed, and he noticed that Shen Xiaoqi's body collapsed but not scattered, but not extinguished. A blood lotus phantom was endlessly disillusioned in the void, and there was a faint golden glow in the stamens.

Like the gilt Buddha flower on the Daxiong Hall, it is exquisite and gorgeous, not kitsch.

"I said before that your red sunflower spear technique is really powerful, but it is outdated and can't beat me, and even more delusional to kill me easily!"

A cold female voice echoed in the hall, clearly falling into the ears of the disciples of the seven pavilions present.

Under the gaze of countless surprises, Shen Xiaoqi's broken body reunited. She sat on the slowly drifting blood lotus, pressing her knees and pinching the lotus with her hands, quite a bit of holy wisdom. The graceful beauty of Jie Li and Jade Girl.

"Dare to fight me one-on-one again?"

Shen Xiaoqi looked directly at Red Sunflower, his thin lips opened slightly, and deliberately emphasized:

"This time, I also use a gun!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"This demon girl actually wants to compete with Elder Hongkui. Could it be that Elder Hongkui has not been abused enough?"

"I think she is crazy..."

Inside the hall, cynicism and trivial words came and went one after another, but Shen Xiaoqi turned a deaf ear to this:

"Red Kwai, do you dare?"

Instead, she looked at Hongkui deeply and asked further.

You dare?

The voice is solemn and not frivolous, but asking these three words at this moment is still provocative.

This guy wants to fight with me and asks if I dare?

What a shame!

When Hong Kui heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he glared at Shen Xiaoqi, who was beautiful and indifferent, and opened his mouth without making a sound.

"Tianqi Pavilion Arrow Formation!"

At this moment, in the air, a stern command roar came out.

"Here!"

A team of white-clothed arrow fighters came out at the call, their movements were skillful and agile, everyone had their faces facing the sky, and their hair was high. They quickly circled the field and surrounded Shen Xiaoqi.

In the hall, the Qi machine instantly stagnated and fell into a dead silence. Only the sound of hunting and pulling the bow was heard, Ling Ling was clear.

Shen Xiaoqi's beautiful eyes flowed, looking around his side, his eyes were full of a tight long bow, curved like a bright moon, with strings like clouds.

These white-robed arrows form a human wall layer by layer. The sharp and sharp arrows are densely layered, paired with their all-colored white boots, they look like snowy mountains from a distance, and they are silent. The illusion of entering the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Just an "Avalanche" and he will be shot as a hedgehog!

Gu rumbling--

At the same time, abnormal noises spread frequently from the top of the temple, a white circle protruding out of it, it was an air corridor.

Shen Xiaoqi raised his eyes and saw a high roller chariot lined up in the air corridor. Above the chariot, a huge crossbow arrow was raised high. The sharp, bright arrow with a large bowl was like the tip of a snow eagle. With just one shot of the beak, it can penetrate her physique without waste.

Not to mention, with so many giant crossbow chariots letting out their arrows, Shen Xiaoqi couldn't even become a hedgehog, so he could only be...cannon fodder!

"Let go!"

I don't know which **** yelled these wicked words.

Empty!

Sharp arrow broke through the air, unparalleled strength.

The magnificent sword rain fell like an avalanche.

Shen Xiaoqi's eyes flickered, and he was about to make a move, but in front of him was a masterpiece of red light. A woman in red flashed in front of her. Without a word, she swept a shot out, and a huge red sunflower shadow exploded into the air.

Boom!

The raging waves rushed into the sky like a volcanic eruption, washing the heavens and the Jedi, and burning all the arrows shot by the disciples of Tianqi Pavilion.

The violent explosion sound was deafening, and the air was extremely compressed under the intensification of cold and heat, and then twisted and changed color.

In an instant, the hall seemed to be divided into two worlds. The hall was covered with snow and wind, and the ground burned wildly. The snow and fire in the middle fought against each other and eroded, stalemate, the green smoke curled up, and the white mist seemed to be back. Prehistoric ancient battlefield.

Ding Ding Ding Cang!

The flaming gun shadow collided fiercely with the frozen sharp arrow, and the sound of golden and iron clinking was endless.

Ziweixuan fighting?

The situation was strange at one time.

"Hongkui, are you going to rebel?"

Oriental Lagerstroemia quietly watched the dramatic scene in the field, without saying a word. To her, even if Hongkui and Shen Xiaoqi broke the sky, they were nothing more than pecking at each other. Now this scene is very interesting.

However, Yan Ziling could not sit still, and immediately yelled angrily.

Seeing that the person Shen Xiaoqi resisting the rain of arrows was actually the Red Sunflower deity, the elder Tianqige was taken aback, and immediately raised his hand, indicating that his arrows would stop shooting arrows.

The arrow rain stopped abruptly, and the court fell silent.

Only then did Hongkui grab the gun. She didn't pay attention to the hysterical Yan Ziling, but turned to look at Shen Xiaoqi, who was in good time behind her:

"This elder is not saving you, just because he doesn't want people to chew their tongues afterwards, saying that my red sunflower can't kill even a mere devil girl, and I have to deceive less."

The red sunflower eyes gleamed, as if it could burn through Shen Xiaoqi's delicate and pretty face:

"Today, the deity took your life with a gun in his hand and convinced you to die."

While she was speaking, she was already in front of her gun, her eyes were level with the barrel of her gun, her sharp edge was exposed, and she pointed straight at Shen Xiaoqi.

"Sister, this..."

Seeing this scene in the field, an anxious color flashed in Yan Ziling's cold eyes, and he turned to look in the direction of Dongfang Ziwei.

This red sunflower is really an idiot to delay things!

The Oriental Crape Myrtle is not in a hurry. If she wants Shen Xiaoqi to die, she can destroy Xiaoqi with a single thought.

But that would be too cheap, this enchantress!

To deal with the vicious monster race, you should tear her up bit by bit...

At this moment, the oriental crape myrtle leaned her left elbow on the armrest of the **** seat, her jade hand propped her left face, as if she could see through the dome at a glance, she didn’t even look at Yan Ziling, her beautiful lips lightly opened, and she uttered two words:

"Quasi war."