Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 167 163. Embarrassing situation [85100]

  Introduction to the third stage of the controller, Mo Shuangshan prepared the last two dozen people with different styles and functions.

  There are heavy defenses, heavy attacks, heavy concealment, and omnipotent ones, but their opponents in the final stage of the imperial weapon are very appropriate.

  The wood demon is a kind of rough skin, manic and brainless.

  But the attack method is quite single, the destructive power is not strong, the speed is very slow, and the agile mortal can also avoid it.

  It’s not difficult to survive or escape one hundred and twenty breaths.

  If you have a good magic weapon, or the talent of the imperial weapon is very good, it is difficult to kill the wood demon within 120 breaths, but it is not too great.

  But it’s a bit embarrassing for people not to use practice techniques.

  Bait Bunny was the first to move in. She was very confident. After all, she had an extra magic weapon in her hand, although it was only a low-grade magic weapon.

  The destructive power of this thing is quite amazing.

  As soon as she jumped into the secret room specially prepared for battle, she raised her left hand to activate the dish-shaped magic weapon she had just made in her hand, and the three-sided thick earth spirit shield was suddenly activated.

   Pushed and rotated outwards under the control of the mind, and accurately blocked the black wooden thorns that were flying.

"Hey!"

  The bait bunny girl yelled and raised her right hand.

  The blue silk armor sprayed into black shines brightly, she feels the spiritual power in her body is like a flood of opening the gate, and her brain is sucked into the blue silk armor.

  After a breath, a faint green sword net emerged, with horizontal bars lined up in front of him, easily cutting through the vine whip thrown by the Wood Demon Warrior, and flying across the sawdust, being thrown forward by the bait rabbit.

   "Wow!"

   Just like a storm sweeping across the earth, a whole layer of turf was cut and shredded. In the ensuing spiritual explosion, it was rolled upside down and blasted to the front and fleeing in horror.

  The appearance of the latter is like a dead wood.

  There are tumor-like things on the rough bark, which make up the eyes and mouth, and the muddy eyes like people, which are full of panic.

  It stepped away from the roots and gathered four legs, and moved backwards awkwardly.

   Just less than three steps up, he was wrapped in a storm gathered by the dark green sword net behind him, and before he even made the last unyielding cry, he was cut into a pile of rotten wood.

  The Lingshu is destroyed.

  The demon soul is damaged.

"Hahaha"

  Exhausted, the bait bunny girl, who was drained of all spiritual power by this blow, clutched her belly and made a weird laugh. She rubbed her forehead and was about to look left and right, and her whole body was wrapped in streamer.

  After a short scream, he was taken back to the small courtyard of the third pass.

  As soon as she raised her head, she saw the angry Sister Xiuhua.

  The latter akimbo, shouting:

   "Is it great to have a magic weapon?

  If you kill the wood demon, you kill the wood demon. What do you do with so much spiritual power? The secret room C37 was destroyed by you. After getting started, come by yourself and take the time to fix it!

  Otherwise I will beat you! "

"Hey-hey"

  Bait Bunny girl gave a smirk, she stroked the magic weapon of her right hand, and some of her words said without a preface:

  "Whether it is the first time I got a magic weapon, I will use it a little bit harder, I will fix it, sister"

   "Don't call me Senior Sister now."

  Xiaohua glared at the bait rabbit, then turned around and glared at the innocent Jiang Xia. She waved her hand and said:

  "Wait until you get started, Jiang Xia! What are you doing? Go, don’t go too far. If you break the secret room, you should repair it too!"

  Lao Jiang shrugged.

   got up from the sitting stone, threw the cigarette **** in hand on the ground, borrowed the blue silk armor that the bait bunny returned honestly, put it on the right hand again, and moved a little.

   With a scream, he pulled out the M500 pistol that was just made from the holster on his left leg and stepped into the shifting array. Five seconds later, the unharmed Lao Jiang rubbed his chin and walked out of the streamer.

  He glanced at the large-caliber hunting pistol that had been shattered in his hand, inserted it back into the holster with some regrets, and said to the angrily Xiuhua:

   "The power of the Mo family's talisman formation is indeed several times stronger than that of spiritism, and the secret room was destroyed by a fraction.

  Don’t be angry, I will find someone to fix it. "

  Lao Jiang spoke, and snarled at the literary girl who was next to Ru Yue.

  The latter swayed and stepped into the streamer.

   Ruyue did not choose to be a firearm or magic weapon. She honestly made a bloodblade scimitar according to Mo Shuangshan's drawings, but she basically didn't use this thing.

  As soon as she entered the secret realm, Ruyue added a black-gray full M107 semi-automatic heavy sniper in her hand.

  Chip fire control system starts.

  The travel cursor is locked.

  Heavy shoulders.

  In a standard standing tactical posture, activate the five spirit-attached arrays of the gun body, and fire five spirit-gathering high-explosive flame armor-piercing rounds in a row.

  The gun pressure is extremely stable.

  The spread of the bullet point is less than 3 cm.

  Clearly and neatly smashed the wood demon from the head to split the whole body, and finally sent a spirit-attached grenade full of fragments, and thunder-like flames rose.

  An unlucky wood demon warrior has not tasted the taste of blood stained weapons, and he is in the first hunt of his life GameOver.

  The moment when he threw the grenade, Ruyue threw the heavy sniper back into the ring, stretched out the tip of his hair, turned and swayed his slender waist, and walked towards the moving array that was leaving.

  Well, good woman, never look back at the hapless wood demon that exploded in place.

  However, not everyone who participated in the fourth level is as smooth as these strange works.

  After Ruyue, the first elimination appeared.

  The crooked talented female cultivator who cut corners and dressed shabbyly, after entering the combat chamber for fifty-seven breaths, she was taken out by Senior Sister Close Moon covered in blood.

  Her shoddy artifacts failed to protect her.

  And her other magical instruments are basically made according to the standard of “saving if you can save”. As a casual practitioner with a hard life, this spirit of diligence and thrift is worthy of recognition.

  But the things she uses are so fooled, and she also tastes bitter fruit.

   was taken out, and after receiving a simple treatment, he was desperately sent out of the Moshuang Mountain.

it's a pity.

  She is only one step away from a brand new life.

   Jiang Xia, who was leisurely touching the fish next to him, watched the nun being sent away. He narrowed his eyes and sent an instruction to the wasteland helper who was outside the door in the chip communication.

   then turned his attention to the next test taker.

   Then, Lao Jiang was lucky and found another strange thing.

  "Senior sister, may I ask if I go to fight, can I use spirit beasts?"

  The little fat man in Nanhuang's robe, holding the bow-shaped magic weapon he made in his hand, stood in front of the shining shifting array, and a little anxiously asked Xiuhua next to him.

  This question caused the hot-tempered Senior Sister Xiuhua blinked, and then she replied in a weird tone:

  "Little brother, before you came to our Moshuang Mountain, your parents should have told you that we are the sect of craftsmanship? We fight by magic weapons.

  If you have spirit beasts available and you rely on spirit beasts to fight, then why not invest in the Ten Thousand Beast Sect that specializes in beast control?

Or.

  You are standing on the land of my Moshuang Mountain, but you want to use other methods of the sect to pass the introductory ceremony to show that my Moshuang Mountain’s imperial weapon method is not comparable to the beast control spirit road of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect? "

  The violent fairy Xiuhua with a dangerous smile, moving her slender fingers and making a crisp sound of joint collision, she maliciously said to the little fat man:

  "Tell me, Fatty, did you come to take the exam, or did you come to provoke and fight?"

   "I just don't need it."

  The little fat man turned pale in fright. Seeing the shameless flower approaching, he rushed into the shifting array. After ten breaths, he walked back from the light with a sneer.

  This speed!

  Lao Jiang's gaze that was supposed to be fun, he immediately became serious.

  This little fat guy looks silly and looks very bully.

  But he can smash a wood demon warrior who is known for enduring hard fighting within ten breaths without using exercises and only using weapons.

  This has already shown that this little fat guy is always not confident enough to hide the danger under his appearance.

   "This stuff."

  Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes, looked at the little fat man who was covering his heart with a look of fear and happiness, and hiding in the crowd, he thought to himself:

  "Isn’t he going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? He still has at least one spirit beast available. Well, I underestimated him before."

   "Liu Hui, can you tell where his spirit beast is hiding?"

  Lao Jiang asked a question in the chip communication.

  The silly monster who was sitting cross-legged and napping with his paw propped his chin, replied in a tone that couldn’t lift his energy:

  "On the bone chain on his wrist, there is only one. I have felt it before. It is not the method of controlling the beast of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. It should be the witchcraft in the Great Southern Wilderness Forest.

  The monster beast is linked to life with essence and blood, and made into a form like a summoned beast.

  I have heard of this method of controlling beasts in the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and some elders have tried such witchcraft, but they were finally abandoned. Those trainers felt that this method was too dangerous. "

   "Then what type of spirit beast is he? Can you perceive it?"

  Lao Jiang nodded and asked again.

   Liu Hui was silent for a few seconds, probably sensing the same kind, and then replied:

   "It should be a monster born by absorbing earth aura. It seems to have a little water aura, but I can't perceive the specific type. Anyway, it is definitely not a wolf monster like me."

   "Then, have you ever played?"

   "Hehe, one paw can smash it! Just a bite of meat."

   Hearing Liu Hui's confident answer, Lao Jiang felt relieved.

  In the dozens of breaths between a person and a demon, a few more unlucky ones were transmitted. In Lao Jiang's view, the wood demon was not threatening.

  But this is a very subjective judgment.

  Once the damage is insufficient, the wood demon is drawn into the rhythm of attrition wars, and the monks who do not use exercises but rely on magic weapons to fight will fall into a great disadvantage.

  If one fails, he will be injured and quit.

  Lao Jiang didn’t care about them. These other guys didn’t communicate with him all the way. He didn’t have enough information, and he didn’t plan to use them to do something.

   But this time, Lao Jiang really intends to complete the last round of the ceremony smoothly.

  Helpless, God, but joked with him.

"Um?"

  Half an hour later, as the last person, clutching his shoulders, walked out of the shifting formation, Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly became weird.

  He scanned the crowd, and finally counted himself.

  A total of 13 people.

   Tsk tsk.

  This result is interesting.

The expressions of the two fairies, Xiuhua and Yueyue, are also quite subtle.

  The other twelve people in the crowd, you also look at me, and I look at you.

  The whole small courtyard fell into a strange dead silence.

  After nearly ten breaths of silence, Jiang Xia stood up and patted the dust that did not exist on her body. He said:

   "Now, how do you say? Two seniors, twelve places, but there are thirteen qualified candidates, or one extra match?"

   "Do you think this is a game? It's a playoff!"

  "The twelve quotas are not arbitrarily set! This is a figure obtained after calculating the resource consumption required for each inner disciple to cultivate to the spiritual realm in the future.

  Moshuangshan travels the elite way.

   is by no means a simple matter of multiple people and multiple pairs of chopsticks. "

  The violent Shamehua turned her head back and squirted a few words, and then whispered a few words with the frowning Senior Sister Yue Yue, then turned her head and said to everyone behind her:

  "Please be patient and wait first. In this case, we have to notify the two elders, Chuan Gong and Law Enforcement, and ask them to make judgments."

  The news here also caused an uproar when it returned to the hall of the Moshuang Mountain sect.

   "What? Thirteen people in the end?"

  Song Fan, who has always been calm, heard the news and jumped up from the chair, his pretending temperament broke the power directly. He stared at him, grabbed the cigarette stick, and said loudly:

  "This time the ceremony for the enlightenment and the income of 12 disciples, isn’t this the result of the master’s arithmetic calculations? How could there be one more out of thin air?"

   "Sound off!"

  In the next instant, an indifferent voice sounded, causing Song Fan to shut his mouth immediately.

  He is not alone in the hall.

  On the three chairs higher up, two monks, a man and a woman, are sitting. There is no language communication between them, but there must be spiritual communication.

  After a few breaths, the calm voice sounded again.

  "Disciple, you go to host, bring the '12-Star Palace Chronicle', and find out the anomaly outside of the master's calculation! But don't disturb him."

  Song Fan immediately lowered his head, took with both hands an object flying through the air from outside the door, and said respectfully to the speaker:

   "Yes, Master."

  (End of this chapter)