Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 253

"Brother, this can be regarded as going deep alone, but I don't know if it will succeed, hey!"

Jiang Xiaoliu used the wooden body incarnation in "Qingdi Yimu Jue" to separate out a wooden body incarnation. With Jiang Xiaoliu's cultivation base and the background of understanding the law of wood, this incarnation is at least the most immortal among the Asura clan. Only the powerful Shura with the existence of levels can see through.

And Jiang Xiaoliu intends to go deep alone this time, sneaking into the assembled army of the Shura clan to wreak havoc, and buy more time for the human race to develop. Otherwise, after this battle, the human race may have no choice but to retreat, and the casualties will be heavy. It must also be unbearable.

Especially after going through this fierce battle, the morale of the human army must be extremely weak. After being overwhelmingly crushed by the extremely ferocious Shura, it will be very difficult to regain the morale of the army, so it is very necessary to sneak into the Shura army this time.

However, as the leader of the alliance, he would definitely not be approved by the higher-ups of the allied army if he took a risk. He himself was also worried that he would be suppressed or killed by Shura's power, so what he sent out this time was just a wooden embryo condensed by the law of wood Shapeshifting, ready to go to Blood Prison Pass, where there might be leftover Shura's remnants of defeated soldiers who were trapped, quietly snatch one and follow them back to Shura's camp, waiting for an opportunity to destroy the coalition forces.

Inside the Blood Prison Pass, there are still [-] to [-] Shuras joining the army, most of them are tongue hooking Shuras and blood scissors Shuras, at least a few pear tree Shuras are beating on the fog barrier in front of them.

This is one of the large formations set up by the coalition forces. It is completely refined from mist. It looks like fog, but it is a solid barrier. Since they are bombarding the ground, it is naturally impossible to break through the formation.

The furious Commander Lishu Shura had already killed hundreds of Shura soldiers to vent his anger, and the surrounding area was suddenly empty, and the remaining Shura army avoided far away, fearing that they would be affected by the fish in the pond.

Shura is not afraid of death, but he is not stupid. He also knows the benefits of living and has his own pursuit. Although he belongs to the blood sea clan and is cast aside by the three realms, he is a real intelligent life. How could he seek death by himself.

In the mountain valley far away, there are hundreds of hook-tonguing Shura scattered here and there, watching from a distance, discussing in low voices, no one dares to come forward, just looking forward to leaving this ghost place quickly, even if they go out and get killed It's better than being trapped to death here.

The bloody face of a fat hook-tongued Shura turned pale from fright. He looked into the distance in horror and said, "I said Maca, will Mr. Li Shu kill us too? I don't want to be chained to kill us." !"

After waiting for a while, there was no answer. Fat Shura became anxious, and when he turned his head, he saw a thin Shura snoring lying on the ground.

"Maka, can you still sleep? Didn't you hear what I just said?"

The hook-tongued Shura named Maca opened his eyes in a daze, and said, "Save some energy, we are defeated army, if we don't die in the hands of Mr. Li Shu, we will be thrown into the sea of ​​blood and reborn when we go back. The two of us are gone, why bother?"

"Huh? Maca, I found that you have become smarter. You were more timid than me before?"

Fat Shura said in surprise.

Maca was taken aback, pondered for a while, seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead and said, "Bacca, I've always been smart, otherwise why are you my little brother?"

"You two idiots, you really disgrace us for being tongue-tied Shura, you're afraid to die and get the hell out of here!"

At this time, a tall hook tongue Shura came from the side, gave Baka and Maca a disdainful look, and said viciously.

Fat Xiu Luobaka was terrified, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Master Tuha Wuchang, let's just talk about it, when we kill the enemy, we also follow you to charge."

As he spoke, he pulled Maca, who was stunned in place, to ask him to kneel down.

But what was even weirder was that the skinny Maca, who was more cowardly than him before, stood upright, didn't kneel down at all, and even looked directly at Tuha.

"Huh? Maca, you've really become more courageous. You're not afraid of me. I wonder if you're going to die if you don't bow down to your boss?"

Maca seemed to be in a daze again and said, "Kneel, who is kneeling?"

"Maka, are you being stupid again?"

Chief Tuha frowned.

Maca stared blankly at Captain Tuha and didn't answer.

"Maka, kneel quickly, or I will kill you."

The fat Shurobaka trembled all over when he heard it, and he could no longer care about his good friend Maka, and buried his head deeply in the ground with his fat buttocks sticking out, not daring to speak.

On the contrary, Maka, who was in a daze, was still staring at Corporal Tuha stupidly, and said, "Who is kneeling?"

"Kneel me, kneel me, don't play dumb for me, if you don't kneel again, I'll kill you."

"Kneel you? Should I kneel?"

"Nonsense, if I don't kneel, how can I kneel that fat pig?"

"Oh, kneeling fat pig, right?"

After speaking, Maca was about to kneel down to Bacca.

Tuhawu was so angry that he kicked Baka flying on the ground, and shouted: "Maka, look at me, kneel to me, kneel to me?"

Maca turned around again, and said stupidly: "Kneel down? Who are you kneeling to?"

Tuha:"......"

"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you!"

Tuha Wuchang was furious and roared to the sky.

"Pfft!"

A sharp thorn suddenly grew out of the ground, and Lishu Shura's roar came from a distance: "Who is making such a loud noise, you are looking for death!"

Looking at the Corporal Tuha who was dressed in a string in front of him, Fat Shuluobaka rolled his eyes and fainted, but Maca looked at the sad and angry Corporal Tuha with a half-smile, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's broken, it's broken, the formation is broken, everyone obeys orders, follow me back to the camp."

Shura Lishu, who took the lead, did not know how to fiddle with it, and he pierced the formation with brute force, and the remaining tens of thousands of Shuras swarmed out after him, and Maca and Baka also yelled and followed. With the big troops running out, only the strung corpse of Corporal Tuha was left, which gradually turned into a blood-colored creek flowing down slowly.

The Blood Prison Pass is extremely far away from the Blood Sea army, at least a million miles away, and there is not a single remnant army encountered along the way, and there are only tens of thousands of them left in the army of [-] million. It was extremely bad, the closer he was to the sea of ​​blood, the more irritable his temper became, and he killed thousands of Shura one after another as if he had vented his anger.

Even so, Lishu Shura was still preoccupied, his face became paler in the end, he walked and stopped, and looked into the distance from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking. When approaching an endless sea of ​​blood, Lishu Shura stopped completely. After taking a step, I don't want to take another step.

Tens of thousands of Asura hung far behind Commander Shura, and they didn't dare to step forward to inquire. They were all very quiet, for fear of disturbing him, except for a thin and small Shura who hooked his tongue, looking curiously at the sea of ​​blood in the sky. spectacle.

I don't know how long it has been.Commander Lishu Shura seemed to have made up his mind, waved his hand, and shouted: "Dajun, return to the camp!"

Tens of thousands of Shura screamed excitedly, rushing towards the sea of ​​blood one by one desperately, even the cowardly and fat Shura Baka shouted excitedly, dragging the bewildered and even resisting skinny Shura Maka also rushed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Tens of thousands of Shura built countless blood-colored waves, and jumped into the sea of ​​blood like dumplings, and soon disappeared, and none of them came up.

Lishu Shura's face turned pale, he let out a sigh of disappointment, jumped up high, and plunged headfirst into the sea of ​​blood.

(End of this chapter)