Chapter 589： Flower of hell

"cough……"

A mouthful of blood was spit out from Yanshan's heavy mouth, splashed on the thick rock cones he was holding with both hands, and slowly fell off.

His purpose is not to attract our attention...to let the other two escape...

Instead, wipe us out and leave the three together!

A self-deprecating bitter smile slowly emerged from Yanshan's heavily painful face, and a trace of regret flashed through his eyes.

I should have ordered it. From the very beginning, I should have ordered an attack! It is all my fault and all my fault that they have no chance to produce so many seals. I killed my friends...

Everything is my fear, my fear of him, it is my fear, indecision, and looking forward and backward, that led to the current situation.

If I can be decisive, my friends will not be so impatient, so rushing forward impatiently, without even using small units to test or divide the troops...

More than a hundred people...

There are more than ten people!

Yanshan smiled bitterly, panting "hehe", a puff of blood slowly ran down from his nose.

But at this moment, in his eyes, it is reflected in the countless, criss-crossed, densely pierced clusters of petites that spread out like a lotus bloom, and those hanging on the tip of the petite. The corpse of Yanyin that was pierced through the chest, washed by rain.

In an instant, just in an instant, with the Takichiba as the center, the densely packed petite thorns suddenly pierced from the ground, bursting out like a circular spread, and forming this as if bursting. With the appearance of thorns like a lotus flower, his partners didn't even have time to scream, they turned into meat skewers one by one.

At that moment, more than a hundred people died at the same time!

The blood turned into a blood stream, and it slowly flowed down the petronites that went up the diagonal thorns, and then all petites on the path, until the thick roots where the petites were densely "grown" together, gradually became red. Roots.

At this moment, this rock thorn lotus looked like it was alive, sipping the blood of the ninjas on the thorns scattered from her waterfall.

"I... I'm sorry... you guys..."

A teardrop slowly slipped from the heavy face of the rock mountain whose eyes reflected the **** rock flower, and dripped on the thick and thin rock cones that passed through his chest and abdomen.

"Snapped!"

When the tears fell, his hands also slowly dropped, hitting his tiptoe legs.

Afterwards, his eyes closed, and his entire head slowly dropped, silent.

The whole person hangs on the rock cones that penetrated the ruins of the house and broke from the **** stones.

Yanyin hunted down the troops, more than 110 people, all killed!

"Lalala..."

At this time, in the house, a stone was slowly thrown out of the dark hole and rolled to the side.

After that, Hongyan took the lead and Xuena was behind, and the two filed out.

When they stood still, they were all taken aback.

The houses at this moment can no longer be said to be houses. One by one, the thicker and thicker the pits towards the door of the house penetrated the scorched walls and roof, and pierced out diagonally. The two of them stood under the pits. There was a little sense of insignificance.

"Snapped!"

A scorched rock fell from the upper end of the penetrated wall and broke into several petals.

Hongyan and Xuena suddenly froze and looked at each other.

Chiba!

At the same time, a thought came into their hearts and ran out in a hurry.

But when they ran sideways out of the doorway that was blocked by a rock cone penetrating for the most part, their eyes were dark. The next second, their footsteps suddenly stopped, the whole person stiffened, and both eyes were Slowly widening, the pupils... suddenly shrank!

At this moment, in front of their eyes, there is clearly a big mountain of rock cones, covering the entire open space, almost blocking the light of the sky, not even a drop of rain!

They looked up all the way, and saw that the roots of the rock cones were entangled, and the thorns went up all the way, which could be divided into three layers. The lowest layer pierced from the thickest root system. It was unusually strong. Each rock cone had almost a thickness of enclosing. The oblique angles to the ground are 15 degrees and 20 degrees. These rock cones not only pierced through the house, but also pierced through the ruin zone, extending in a loop like a leaf disc.

On the next level, there are some petite cones with the palms closed together. This part is long and hard, with an angle of between forty-five degrees and sixty degrees. Sometimes some pass through the ruins, but more But it is piercing the dense crowd. Like blooming petals!

The uppermost layer is a ring of petite cones pierced almost vertically, short and small, with nothing on it, such as pure flower stamens.

Some yellow dust is spreading around the second and uppermost rock cones, slowly dissipating in the rain curtain.

And when their eyes fell on the top level, a picture flashed in their hearts.

A petite lotus flower is blooming in this ruin!

"Kakka!"

And just as their eyes settled, in front of them, on the spiral rock pillars formed by the tangled roots of the rock cones, cracks suddenly opened, spreading lightning cracks all the way. Above the entire rock flower.

In the blink of an eye, the flower of the rock cone was dissatisfied with the crack.

"Snapped!"

There was a cracking sound, and a blood-stained rock cone broke and broke apart in the middle part of the rock cone flower. It fell in midair and turned into bits of debris, slowly dissipating in the rain curtain.

This seemed to be a signal. On the flower of the cracked pitman, there were constantly breaking, broken, and dissipated in the rain curtain.

"Peng!"

In the end, the huge flower of the rock cone suddenly shattered into a huge flower-shaped dusty plume, which continued to spread and disappear.

In a few seconds, this pitaya **** flower was slowly scattered in the rain curtain like a flash in the pan.

"Fuck!"

"Puff puff!"

And the next second ~www.novelhall.com~ is the sound of a series of falling corpses. The corpses of more than a hundred people fell from the sky, falling circularly, and fell on the open space, popping and splashing blood!

A death breath slowly spread.

There was silence in the clearing, only this creepy corpse fell to the ground.

However, Yukina and Hirohiko didn't even glance at the fallen corpses, nor paid attention to the creepy corpses falling.

At this moment, in their eyes, the yellow dust was shattered, and when the corpse fell, blood was flying like cherry blossoms, and the curtain of rain was strung into bead curtains, and at the center of the bead curtain cherry dance, a figure stood slowly. Get up, raise your head silently,

As if stunned, as if sigh...

Then, he turned his head slightly and smiled faintly at them.

"Go back, it's safe."