Chapter 162

Hong Yu observed that Mr. Jian's troops are far more powerful than that. They all carry long swords in their hands and form a sword array in groups. The sword arrays echo each other and connect into one. They ruthlessly cut off the position behind the alien. If the alien army is a word long snake, Mr. Jian's army is an iron nail, which completely nailed the snake in place, Do not retreat.

When Hong Yu observed again, he found that thousands of elite under his command did not have the tacit understanding ability to cooperate. It was like a plate of loose sand. They killed the enemy with physical strength. The defense line was only adhered to by the cooperation of experts such as mother-in-law of nine ghosts, sister Sancai and Feng Huizhou.

Although they had been trained by LAN Qifu for a long time, were proficient in battle formation and knew some military skills, they were all thrown out of the sky when they really went to the battlefield, and there was no meaning to apply what they learned to practice. This is also a matter of no way. We must temper it through thousands of actual combat experience to achieve miraculous effects.

In this way, they fight their own battles and are not efficient. They are also easy to consume their physical strength and be caught by the enemy. If it were not for the protection of Python armor, I am afraid they would also suffer heavy losses.

"It seems that the accumulation is shallow and the time is still short." Hong Yu shook his head and saw the real gap between his subordinates and Mr. Jian's elite. Even if his army has Python armor, once it encounters tens of thousands of alien armies, it will still be completely exhausted and captured. It will not escape the end of being killed.

"Xi Xiang Nu" followed him closely and didn't do anything. Instead, he floated out of the dust and was completely outside the event. He was Hong Yu's biggest card. He only waited for the real master to appear. He was also responsible for guiding the location of the temple warehouse and looking for the real treasure for him.

"Your Highness, this is a good time. Why don't we fish in troubled waters first and open the treasure in the warehouse?" the elephant washing slave observed the situation and found that the alien soldiers and horses have been in chaos, and Mr. Jian is also in the middle of a war. He didn't intend to advance into the depths of the temple ruins, but it was a good time for them to take advantage of the opportunity to plunder and scrape the warehouse.

"OK!" Hong Yu nodded and asked him to lead the way, followed by dozens of elite subordinates, but directly and silently touched into the depths of the ruins.

They walked to the center of the ruins. There were gravel like dust materials caused by the explosion. At the same time, there were many huge residual walls, broken walls and stone statue columns.

"This is the warehouse where babies and materials are stored." Xi xiangnu surveyed for a while, identified the location, and then pointed to the ruins under his feet.

The surface layer here is covered with gravel. Under it, there are huge stones melted by the explosion heat and almost solidified into shells and made into glazed materials. Even the hands of thousands of people can only be cleaned up in a few days and nights. However, the elephant washing slave displays his innate vigorous Qi and condenses into a monster like a giant elephant, swallowing and stepping on it at the same time, The gravel on the ground is scattered like a tide. At the same time, the boulders below are cracked like tortoise shells and checkerboards. After just a few hits, it is cleared to reveal the entrance of the original warehouse, a deep and huge black hole.

"The most powerful person of the ordinary great God Zang level is the innate vigorous Qi. He can't even condense the Qi into a soldier. It's impossible to condense the Qi into an image and change into a demon God, but the image washing slave can easily do it. It seems that it's not the changes of vigorous Qi, but the Vientiane magic Sutra he practices. With this skill, I'm afraid he can be used to build it alone The power of thousands of people and the horror of progress are amazing. "Hong Yu saw it clearly and knew it was not the high level of elephant washing slaves, but the magical effect of practicing the skill. I'm afraid it was also a great magic skill.

The underground warehouse is exposed, and the entrance is deep and huge. The depth is not bottomed out, so we can't see the real situation.

"The storehouse your highness encountered with me last time is just a dying transfer station of wushengjiao. The real storehouse is here. Only me and the alien Marshal Mocha know the whole temple, but others don't know it at all. Mocha must have been killed early, and the master can sneak in and scrape everything. There are many treasures in it, which are continuously transported by my family and ape family , we are going to attack Liangzhou and train experts, "Xi xiangnu said carefully, asking Hong Yu to dispel his doubts.

"OK, you're on alert around. No one is allowed to come near. I'll go down and have a look." Hong Yu jumped down and didn't let the washing elephant slave follow, but he kept his mind in case someone blocked the hole from the ground and buried them alive.

As soon as he entered, he found a unique cave. It was a huge warehouse, in which all kinds of materials piled up into hills, even seven or eight times more than he got from the Xumi ring.

Careful calculation, I'm afraid xiaotiandi can't hold these things. We still need to use Xumi rings to be enough.

When he put all the thousands of large boxes here into xiaotiandi and Xumi rings, he suddenly found that on the ground, there was a dark figure lying impressively, like a giant, holding a long gun in his hand. He could not see life or death, as if it were a barbarian!

"Is it him? Foreign Marshal Mocha?!"

Driven by curiosity, Hong Yu slowly walked forward, his eyelids jumped, and recognized his identity.

Impressively, it was Mocha, the alien marshal who killed him with a look that day!

The man was not blown to pieces, but hid in this solid warehouse to avoid the explosion in an emergency.

But it seemed that he was not completely spared. He was still hit by the explosion, seriously injured and unconscious.

"It's not good. Quit quickly and make plans after discussing with the elephant washing slave." Hong Yu only looked at the other party's breathing, and knew that it was bad. The other party might wake up at any time!

At that moment, he kept silent and tightly contracted his breath, just like a dead stone. He tiptoed and wanted to exit the warehouse quietly.

Zheng!

But at this time, Hong Yu only heard a strange sound, the sound of the impact between the spear and the ground. Then he saw the foreign Marshal open his eyes and stand up like an iron tower. At the same time, he found the existence of Hong Yu. Suddenly, a violent and bloodthirsty breath rushed into him!