Douluo's Fancy Development Blue Silver Grass

On the wide streets of Xingluo, a thrilling battle was going on. The ancient stone road gradually cracked and shattered under the aftermath of the battle, turning into pieces of rubble.

Even the glass flower pots on the buildings on both sides of the street were blown away by the wave, and debris and dust flew into the air, forming a doomsday scene.

In the center of the street, a semicircular protective barrier was crumbling like duckweed in the roaring waves. Attacks continued to fall on the protective barrier, turning into waves of ripples. Every few attacks, there would be a heart-stopping sound of the rune version breaking.

Outside the protective barrier, a group of gangsters wearing black leather armor and holding various weapons were frantically attacking the protective barrier. Greed and cruelty shine in their eyes

The sharp-eyed gangster leader did not forget to observe the situation within the defensive formation between attacks. He soon discovered that the number of those rune plates was getting smaller and smaller. , he showed an evil smile and shouted:

"Oh? The ones from the Small Reincarnation Palace can hold up quite well. I think you don't have much stock of this weird board anymore. Brothers, work harder and you will receive a large bounty soon and live a happy life. It’s time!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gangsters seemed to be on stimulants, and their attacks became more frequent and rapid. They waved the weapons in their hands vigorously, releasing soul skills of various colors and shapes, and blasted towards the protective shield.

And these words were also heard by everyone in the defensive formation.

Under a highly stressful environment, the work of changing the rune version became increasingly difficult, and every time it was necessary to fight with willpower and trembling hands. Such an extreme situation will inevitably make some new students who have never experienced the cruelty of combat feel a sense of despair in their hearts.

A student rushed to replace the slate with a new one at the last moment, but after that, he firmly pressed his trembling right hand with his left hand and said in a broken voice

"Are we really going to die here?"

His voice was filled with tears, which also aroused the emotions of other students. Outside the protective shield, earth-shattering attacks were bombarded one after another, but inside there was an eerie silence.

They could hear the rapid breathing of themselves and their companions, and could feel the inner clothes sticking tightly to their bodies due to the sticky and cold sweat. Under the cover of night, the students could not see the expressions on each other's faces. All you can see is panicked eyes.

The newcomers had never encountered such a scene before. The desperate experience of facing an enemy three levels higher than themselves was really too much for them to muster up any spirit of confrontation.

"Students, don't be discouraged. Reinforcements are definitely on the way." The person who answered was the former team leader. He was still raising his hand to look at the light screen on his bracelet, hoping for a response, but all his All hope seemed lost.

Although his voice was firm when he spoke, his face was very pale. He knew that what he said was just comfort, and he didn't know when reinforcements would arrive, or even if they would arrive.

I don’t know why, since Mu Zhe left, the communication network of the bracelet can only maintain the minimum operation. In recent days, it can only maintain the operation of the most critical nodes, such as the previous release of the first-level alarm and the Wuhun Palace. Government affairs delivery.

The reason is of course that Mu Zhe is using Microchannel to perform massive calculations in order to find the best form of genetic factors. Such a huge demand for computing power naturally affects the communication function open to others.

The communication within the Small Reincarnation Academy is mostly based on the Millennium Bluesilver Grass grown in the academy as the communication node. Naturally, the efficiency is greatly reduced after leaving the academy. This also resulted in them being unable to seek help from the outside world in time, and could only wait for their fate in isolation.

At this time, the anxious people did not know that the reinforcements were already on their way, and were even only a stone's throw away from them.

The first one to arrive was the powerful attack spirit master at the Spirit Saint level of the Spirit Hall. His spirit was the killing raven. At this time, he unfolded his martial spirit true form, transformed into a huge black crow, and flew into Xingluo City at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

High in the sky, Zheng Chenyang, who was overlooking the earth, was also stunned by the scenery in front of him.

The originally prosperous Xingluo City was now filled with thick smoke and fire. The screams and cries of the chaotic crowd and the black clouds with sparks rising into the sky as the flames rose, like a picture of hell.

He could feel the smell of blood and burnt food in the air, as well as the fear and despair of countless lives.

The first-level alarm from Wuhun Palace did not indicate where he needed support. The limited communication affected the efficiency far beyond what those teams had encountered before. He can only rely on his own judgment and intuition to find the most critical places.

The Bird Martial Spirit has the gift of vision and observation, which allowed Zheng Chenyang, who was at high altitude, to easily capture his targets, which were several burning granaries that were obviously sources of fire.

He knew that it was one of the most important material reserves in Star Luo City. If it was destroyed, it would bring huge losses and difficulties to the city.

Just when he selected one of the granaries that looked like it was about to swoop down in the direction of his flight, a dense wave of soul power attracted his attention.

He looked at the street not far from the granary. The gangster's terrifying sword light and the shield fluctuations of the defensive formation all announced that there was a battle taking place there.

"It seems that those students are in trouble, so let's help." Such a thought flashed through Zheng Chenyang's mind, and then he quickly made a decision.

Zheng Chenyang's martial soul avatar formed a ball in the air, then suddenly spread its wings and turned at a sharp angle, changing its flight direction. He was like a black meteor, piercing the sky and rushing towards the gangsters on the street.

In just a few seconds, this huge raven accelerated to a top speed of 700 kilometers per hour under the blessing of gravity. If it were not for the nictitating membrane protecting the eyes, the dying raven would have lost its eyes at this time. Can't open.

Zheng Chenyang locked his sharp eyes on the group of gangsters, and then performed his famous stunt "Waltz of Death"

His speed in the air, which was already at extreme speed, suddenly increased a lot, and the dark and rich aura of death wrapped around his feathers.

His figure rose and fell in the air, left and right, as if performing a gorgeous dance. Then, a hundred meters above the ground, he suddenly turned around, and seven jet-black flying feathers were condensed from his soul power. He shot it out so fast that even his eyes couldn't keep up.

The bandit leader, who was attacking wantonly and planning to break through the defensive formation, suddenly felt an impulse, and something seemed to be locked firmly on him. He instinctively wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

Before he could react, in the blink of an eye, his body was penetrated by a jet-black feather. The entire huge feather was submerged into his chest, leaving only some fluff at the end still outside the skin, proving that The trajectory of the attack.

The leader opened his eyes wide and stared in disbelief at a bunch of black fluff on his chest. His face was full of astonishment. It wouldn't take long for him to enjoy the glory and wealth, but at this juncture.

When he raised his stiff neck with difficulty to see clearly who was attacking, a sharp sound of breaking through the sky could be heard from the horizon. It was actually the feathers swooping and accelerating, with the double blessing of soul power. It has already exceeded the speed of sound.

Seven gangsters, seven feathers, none of them failed. The seven gangsters were nailed to the ground firmly and could not move.

The students of the Junior Samsara Academy in the defensive formation looked at the scene in front of them in shock and astonishment. They had clearly been the target of persecution by this group of gangsters just now, but at this time, this group of people had lost their arrogance, and their fate was in the hands of others. plaything.