Counterattack Xiaoxian

Ten miles away, the temperature suddenly increased, and the heat began to steam. In the distance, I saw a pile of graves glowing red, in a trance, with flames and shadows intertwined, like a ghost market on the sea...

Ji Lingchu took a closer look and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that there were pottery kilns with domes, which looked very much like tombs.

It was as if underground fire had been introduced into the kiln. Even though it was empty, the flames were still burning red. The roofs of several kilns were burned through, and tongues of flame came out and licked the sky unbridled.

The pottery kiln was surrounded by piles of long-dried and cracked pottery embryos, all of which were human-shaped. Various pottery heads, torsos, and stumps were scattered on the ground.

The pottery pieces were mixed with black and dirty blood, which made people think of a place like a slaughterhouse, and they felt disgusted. It seemed that the pottery and pottery figurines were fired here.

According to common sense, pottery should not be so hard, and something must be added inside.

Next to the pottery kiln, they found a huge pool. The bottom of the pool was covered with a thick layer of something like blood scab. It made them sick to hear it!

At the other end, there is a high platform with three large characters on the wall, also in witchcraft, which are: Zhuyingtai.

Under the high platform, there is a step as wide as a road leading straight up, but at the end of the step, there are two giant figurines standing on the left and right, which are too high, at least five or six meters.

What a familiar routine! There will definitely be a fight if we go up here. Why don't we go up? Curious, Ji Lingchu asked, "What should I do?"

"Just wait, I'll go take a look." The saint had already climbed up the steps, and Ji Lingchu followed closely.

The saint turned back and glared at him, saying, "Don't mess around up there. I have a feeling it's very dangerous."

He nodded "hmm" and took out the knife early, vowing to act as a flower protector.

However, when I got closer, I was still a little scared, because the two giant figurines each carried a pair of hammers the size of water tanks, which looked scary.

He couldn't help but wonder, could there be giants among these human figurines?

When the distance was less than ten steps, a giant figurine activated its hammers in its hands and struck directly with one hammer, creating a big hole. With one hammer sweep, half of the steps were almost broken.

Of course, they couldn't retreat at this time. The two of them had no foothold, so they both jumped onto the giant figurine.

Ji Lingchu stabbed his neck with a few "swish"s, causing sparks to fly, but the damage was not deep. The saint threw out the silver thread and wrapped it around the hammer-holding arms, swung it leisurely for a few times, and suddenly tightened it. This figurine Stopped for a moment.

Another giant figurine immediately raised its hammer to attack, with a heavy and precise attack. The surface of the hammer was like a speeding train car, forcing them to jump to the ground again.

The giant figurine was very good at handling it. It immediately jumped up high and smashed down like thunder with its two hammers.

The strong wind was overwhelming, and her energy was as strong as running... The saint was not afraid, a silver thread had already wrapped around her arm, and with a gentle pull, it was like lifting a thousand pounds, and the two hammers fell to a standstill after a slight deviation. The head of an immobile giant figurine.

With a loud "boom", such a huge thing rolled far away, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

This was not over yet. Before the guy who accidentally killed his companion could stand still, a silver thread tied his head to the giant hammer in his hand, and suddenly it became a rice dumpling.

Ji Ling was amazed at what he saw at first, and felt that he was worthy of being a "master of rope binding".

But within three breaths, flames suddenly burst out from the giant figurine, and the black flames flowed like mercury, burning the silver wires.

The figurine stood up like a lava giant, swung the giant hammer in his hand, and was hit by a burst of wind. It was really a gathering of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning. The entire step collapsed, and the rock and soil flew. The two of them tried their best to go up. escape......

The giant figurines were like gods descending into the world, leaping into the air with one step and breaking the ground with two steps, hammering behind them constantly.

The huge shock wave made them stagger, almost falling down... At the critical moment, Ji Lingchu's eyes flashed with absolute certainty, and he suddenly looked back and hit an "invincible air hammer".

This fist used all the strength he had in his past and present lives. In the fireworks, a shield-sized piece of spiritual power expanded and contracted, bursting out into thousands of scorching blue lights. It collided with the giant figurine, and they were both crushed by the giant figurine. The waves flew out.

As if the end of the world has ended, all the pictures pause at the last frame, and there is only one voice, the call of the saint, which is close to my ears, and seems to have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers...!

Ji Lingchu felt his neck was numb and his head was pounding, but at least he was not dead yet. Like a plane crash survivor, he stared blankly at the woman running towards him and actually smiled.

In fact, it was still very painful. He felt that there was some energy in his body repairing the broken bones. Repairing meant pain, but he was supported by the saint and was embarrassed to moan.

Looking at the giant figurine again, I don't know whether it was destroyed or the flames were exhausted. The thing began to smoke and twitched from time to time.

Ji Lingchu was overjoyed and asked the saint to help him take a look. He found that the giant figurine had been cracked in many places, exposing the white bones.

The saint said: "This is the Moyun tribe from the UFO land tens of thousands of miles away. They are descendants of the legendary UFO giants in the North Sea. The total number is only a thousand... This army seems to have people of all races and colors. It’s really weird.”

Neither of them could figure it out, but it had nothing to do with them, so they put it aside and began to check the situation on the stage.

The light and dark on the high platform alternated, and it was extremely cold. Even with the hot pottery kiln nearby, it did not feel any cooler, but they each felt that they were being stared at by two colder eyes.

Ji Lingchu threw the torch and saw a huge throne on the flight path of the torch, with a pottery figurine sitting on it, which should be a royal figurine.

Because this figurine is extremely delicate, there is no armor on its body, but gorgeous feathers. A long sword hangs from its waist, and it wears a crown with a glittering and translucent colorful feather on its head.

The royal figurine is solemn and majestic, with calm eyes, seeming to be watching every move of the subjects in his kingdom.

"Cough! Cough!" Ji Lingchu cleared his throat and shouted, "Stop pretending and come here."

"Hmph! Just waste it, don't expect us to get there." Ji Lingchu took out a few eggs from his arms, gave two to the saint, then sat on the ground and peeled them to eat. They were stolen from the turtle shell man. of.

After eating one, he took one and threw it towards the royal figurine. The turtle eggs bloomed on the head of the royal figurine.

The warrior king tried his best to remain solemn and solemn. After a few seconds, he couldn't bear it anymore. He drew his sword and raised it to the sky. Then he flew down with the sword, and the light of the sword cut a long crack in the ground.

Throwing eggs is not very friendly anywhere, so Ji Lingchu asked the saint to dodge at the same time as he threw it. As expected, he was expecting it.

The saint didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She glared at him fiercely and turned back to face the warrior king who was exuding endless gleaming sword light. Ji Lingchu pulled her sleeve from behind and said, "Run!"

The saint ignored him and said to the warrior king: "That's you, right? The one who escaped."