Chapter 3225

Little Pudding Guoguo raised his magic wand a little bit, the light penetrated into Dianhong's body, a strong vitality burst out, and Dianhong's heart grew out in an instant.

resurrection!

Close your eyes and watch the world and the Son of Darkness attack at the same time, protecting a little red. The ancestor's shadow flickered, and he went to another place, screaming, and the masters died one after another. During the breath, the number of masters fell exceeded double digits.

"Everyone back!" Fatty Duobao yelled, and threw out a bottle of potion. The potion hit the ground, and green mist came out. The mist rose and drifted away in the wind.

The moving ancestor was accidentally contaminated by the green mist, and his figure suddenly slowed down.

"Hit—" Tarzan the Ape let out a loud shout, and directly threw down the stick.

"Everyone, be careful not to touch the slowing potion—" Fatty Duobao's voice was unrestrained, but Chu Youcai was contaminated by the fog, and his speed suddenly slowed down, as if the movie was slowed down by 10 times, and he stopped every word .

"You--grand-father--, don't--speak--said--"

"You better stop talking, it's too tiring to listen to you!" Da Yuan said in one word.

"Anti-medicine-give-me-" Wei Chu Youcai shouted.

"Sorry, no!" Fatty Duobao saw Wei Chu Youcai with a dark face, and quickly explained: "I got this bottle of potion by accident. There is really no antidote, and I dare not touch it myself!"

"Medicine-effect-duration-continuation-more-less-time-time?" Wei Chu Youcai asked.

"Not long, 600 seconds." Fatty Duobao said.

Only Chu You raised a middle finger at Fatty Duobao. Only Chu Youcai didn't dare to go forward, so he could only back away. He was walking slowly, more slowly than a ninety-three-year-old man crossing the road.

"Anyone have some unique skills?" Zhao Wuji yelled.

"Damn, is this guy made of flesh and blood? Why do I look like steel?" The dwarf Qixiao only held the fairy artifact, and he could only see shallow scars on the ancestor's body, and the tearing effect could not be exerted.

"Steel is not that hard!" Lin Mu said.

"Can you not chat, everyone, please help!" Apollo, the sun god, wanted to fight the ancestor, but he couldn't hold on for only 3 seconds.

"I curse you to death!" The little fat man was full of confidence, and the next second, his face collapsed.

A puff of black smoke rose from the ancestor's body, dispelling his curse.

"The crypt monsters have been forced to hide underground for an unknown number of years, and they have accumulated an unknown amount of resentment and curses. They should be immune to the power of the curse." Little Pudding Guoguo said.

The little fat man's expression is very ugly, which means that he is useless.

"Let me do it!" The thief God is a king Jiudan summoned Kui Niu, scaring the others to disperse.

Moo——Kui Niu roared, the sound wave swept out, the earth turned into powder, the void distorted, and the crypt monsters turned into blood mist where the sound wave spread, until the sound wave met the ancestor, a layer of green appeared on the surface of the ancestor's body Fog blocked the progress of sound waves.

The two forces collided, and the void around the ancestor collapsed, and the scene was extremely scary.

Seeing this on the country road, the racing car took a step forward, but was stopped by Dongfang Herring. The toxin of the racing car on the country road is suitable for group attacks. It is inevitable to waste a monster alone.

Pfft——in the end, Kui Niu's power prevailed, the ancestor's body trembled suddenly, and he flew across tens of meters. In midair, an extremely bright arc-shaped light passed by.

Tsk—the anger in the ancestor's eyes froze instantly, and his blood volume emptied.

Snapped!

The ancestor fell to the ground, already a corpse.

"The ancestor's seal was broken, which means it's not an exception. If you have the first one, there will be a second one. Be careful." The Sad Swordsman's words were nonsense, but no one refuted them. Everyone realized that if The ancestors appear one after another, and everyone will be in a very dangerous situation.

"That's right!" Qingfeng Xulai's smile was more readable than crying, and a terrifying breath erupted from the exit of the crypt, not one, but three, indicating that three ancestors broke out.

"One is already too much. If there are three, even if we win, there are not many people left." Shengshi Gaotang looked at Dongfang Herring, and he said this to him. He encouraged everyone to come, and encountered difficulties. , naturally looking for him.

"Look back!" Dongfang Herring shouted.

"Everyone back!" Looking back at the dimly lit place, he unfolded the wings of the devil and flew into the sky, and began to chant. The long and obscure spell resounded through the space, and everyone backed away quickly, 'Super Forbidden Curse'.

Although I don't know what method I used to cut off the cooling time when I looked back at the dimly lit place, everyone was only happy.

The last spell fell, and the power of destroying the world swept out, and the three crypt monster ancestors just hit this power, and erupted with terrible fluctuations and dazzling light. The process was too fast, everyone I can't see it too clearly, but the floating red numbers are still very conspicuous.

"A super forbidden curse can't kill the patriarch!" Dongfang Qingyu reminded, everyone was terrified, and each prepared, the power of the 'super forbidden curse' had not completely dissipated, and the three crypt monster patriarchs had already staggered out .

"Give me the one on the left!" Apollo, the sun god, rushed up.

"Are you okay?" The cook who dreamed of lying in bed followed closely.

"Leave the one on the right to us!" The sad swordsman rushed up with a group of masters, and was still tens of meters away, covered with colorful magic.

"Chop!" Dongfang Qingyu yelled loudly, and the sound shook all directions, and the four Sword Mountain War Gods raised their knives and chopped down at the same time.

"Split Huashan!"

The simple and unpretentious move contains unparalleled power, like a flash of lightning passing through the void, and four huge red numbers float above the head of the ancestor of the crypt monster.

"Attack!" Dongfang Herring remained expressionless.

The attacks of Jiuyou Grass, Star-eating Grass and Kunpeng hit the Crypt Monster Patriarch from three directions, and three red numbers floated up. The ancestor of the crypt monster raised his head to the sky and roared furiously. When the red lights in his eyes bloomed, the Dongfang Herring and the Alliance's attack landed in time.

Boom—the attack was so overbearing that the ground was smashed instantly, and the dazzling light covered many things. Only Dongfang Herring could see it clearly. 'Blown off.

The ancestor of the crypt monster on the left was suppressed by the sun god Apollo, the cook who dreamed of a lazy bed, and Zao Wou-ki, but the ancestor of the crypt monster on the right had an accident, and the ancestor of the crypt monster broke through the tide In an instant, two warriors, a mage, and an assassin died.

"Stop it!" the sad swordsman yelled.

"I can't stop it!" A little ant's expression was not good. He fought hard with the ancestor of the crypt monster, but he was knocked back 13 meters, and the ancestor of the crypt monster beat the priest to death in the next second After the blood mist, the two sides are not at the same level at all. Fortunately, the Tian Ant armor is still strong, otherwise he would have a share of the minced meat on the ground.

"Is there any slowing potion left?" the warrior expert asked Fatty Duobao.

"No more!" Fatty Duobao was speechless. It's luck to get one of this kind of thing, and it's not possible to wholesale it.

"Ice-type magic and water-type magic!" The sad swordsman chose the next best thing. Both kinds of magic have the attribute of slowing down. Originally, earth-type magic is also very good. However, the crypt monsters are good at earth-type magic. It doesn't work against them.

"No, I can't aim properly!" Ice magic and water magic are helpless, even range magic can't hit the ancestor of the crypt monster, let alone single-target magic.

"Someone must stand up to the ancestor, even for a moment." Three mountains and four rivers shouted, and everyone immediately looked at the Shaolin bronze monk, a little ant, and the hammered egg. Among the people present, if anyone can resist The ancestors attacked once, and it was none other than three people.