Disaster Shelter

Six black giants more than five meters high stared at the nine ferocious ghost dragons. The atmosphere was chilling and depressing, as if there were thick clouds pressing down from the sky.

In the past, the black giants were on par with the nine ghost dragons, but now the balance of victory has shifted to these six black giants. Mottled phantoms appeared around several black giants, giving them a sense of mystery, and the battle was imminent.

Wen Wen picked up a watermelon and threw it between the two parties. The moment the watermelon burst, the ghost dragons and the black giants moved at the same time.

Phantoms and flames collided with each other, and the aftermath of energy swept across everything. All the glass in the entire Muyuan community shattered at the same time, but when it reached the three of Wen Wen, they were blocked by a thin ice wall.

The smoking, drinking and burning trio each used their abilities to disrupt the attacks and actions of the ghost dragons, while the strong man in the white mist swung his giant sword to slash wildly.

After the six black giants gathered, the battle quickly became one-sided. One ghost dragon was not paying attention, and before he could dodge, he was punched into the throat by a black giant, and then he grabbed the upper and lower jaws, killing the whole ghost dragon. Tear in half.

Seeing this tragic scene, instead of becoming timid, the other eight ghost dragons were furious and attacked even more fiercely.

But real battles are not juvenile comics, and anger does not increase combat effectiveness, so instead of avenging their brothers by catching them, they seriously injured the two ghost dragons because of their recklessness.

The battle situation that could have been persisted in the first place completely collapsed at this moment, and the army was defeated like a mountain. In just a few minutes, three more ghost dragons were ruined at the hands of the black giant.

The remaining five ghost dragons were about to explode in anger. It was always their brothers who beat others. How could they be beaten this time in a daze?

Seeing that the five ghost dragons were about to fail, Wen Wen whistled.

After hearing the whistle, the three-person group of Swallowing Hot and the strong man of white mist suddenly changed their attack targets, and launched a wave of backstabs at the black giant who had been fighting side by side.

The wavy hair entangled a black giant tightly, and the drunk drunk jumped onto the head of the black giant, punching the opponent's head, while the white second-hand smoke turned into poisonous snakes, He kept trying to get into the black giant's body.

The strong man in the white mist was holding a huge sword, and was about to stab the black giant that had been controlled.

If it goes well, this wave can directly solve a black giant, but at this moment an accident happened.

An energy column with mottled phantoms faintly flashed directly on the body of the strong man in the white mist, causing his body to disappear quickly. It may take a while for him to recover from such damage.

Without the white mist strong man making up the knife, the three ghosts who smoked, drank and burned were directly driven off by the black giant. If Wen Wen hadn't collected them in time, these three guys would have collapsed here.

Wen Wen looked in the direction of the energy column, and saw a black giant with a white obelisk on his head and a ribbon on his body, walking unsteadily towards the battlefield.

This black giant is slightly larger than the other giants, and the energy fluctuations on its body are also stronger.

Wen Wen threw away the watermelon rind in his hand: Sure enough, there is a seventh black giant... It seems that I took it for granted when I wanted to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

The black giant in the white hat took a look at Wen Wen: You are a demon hunter, you think too much if you want to see us both hurt.

You humans just like to be smart, but I should really thank you this time. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have found such a good opportunity.

Tsk, the last one can still talk. Wen Wen's focus was a little strange.

The black giant in the white hat paused for a moment, and then said in a stern tone: Humans, I am here for your own good, so don't interfere any more. We are also here to solve the hidden dangers here. At least we are on the same side in this matter. camp.

The white-capped black giant is also quite afraid of Wen Wen. Its strength has already touched the edge of the real order, and it is only a step away from stepping into that realm, but it has no certainty of winning Wen Wen.

According to its estimation, at least four of the seven of them must be together in order to fight against Wen Wen, and only when the seven of them gather can defeat Wen Wen, but it is basically impossible to kill Wen Wen, so if it is not necessary, he does not want to fight against Wen Wen. A conflict occurred.

It seems that we are comrades-in-arms, then I will not interfere for the time being. Wen Wen seemed to believe it, so he shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he did not want to take care of this matter.

The white-capped black giant breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Wen Wen didn't care about it, the coffin must belong to them.

The remaining six black giants began to chase and beat the remaining ghost dragons, and soon the four ghost dragons were beheaded one by one, and the chains on their bodies were also left.

The last ghost dragon whimpered, and the two battles almost wanted to go first, but the bronze coffin was so heavy that a ghost dragon could not drag it by relying on it alone.

Seeing the cowardly look of this ghost dragon, a strange color appeared in Wen Wen's eyes, the blood river sword was unsheathed, and the phantom of the blood red river emerged around him.

Then Wen Wen tipped his toes, like a black arrow, landed in front of the ghost dragon, and swung down the sword hilt with both hands.

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All the strength in Wen Wen's body was poured into the Blood River Sword, no matter how hard the chain was, it was cut off by the sword.

After the chain was broken, Ghost Dragon was overjoyed and wanted to escape immediately, but the chain was held tightly by Wen Wen, who could not escape even though he scratched the ground.

Didn't you agree not to get involved in this matter?

The black giant in the white hat snarled at Wen Wen, his empty face suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Wen Wen waved his hand and said: Don't be so fierce, the kids next door are scared to cry by you, I just want a mount.

Hearing the word mount, the ghost dragon wanted to run away. It had already held coffins for countless years, and it didn't want to be used as a mount anymore.

But Wen Wen kicked it mercilessly, breaking several bones, so it finally came clean, and it seemed that it had resigned itself to its fate.

This ghost dragon was the most cowardly of the nine ghost dragons, otherwise it wouldn't have survived to the end.

When the other ghost dragons were around, they could still put on a fierce arrogance, but when it was left alone, it showed timidity in its heart.

The white-capped black giant stared at Wen Wen suspiciously, not knowing whether this half-smile guy with a look on his face that didn't deserve a beating was really just looking for a mount, or was he looking for an opportunity to do something.

But since there is no ghost dragon pulling the coffin anymore, it doesn't matter what Wen Wen thinks.

The seven of them together are enough to suppress the ordinary Zhenxu, and Wen Wen has been unable to stop them from taking the coffin away.

So the big old black to the sixth old black, waited for the six black giants to come to the sides of the ancient bronze coffin, and lifted the coffin up.