Suck

Taking a deep breath of cool air, Ding Yi feels a cold feeling from the bottom of the foot board. The cold wind is piercing. These black spots are all bombs.

The sound around him disappeared. The only thing he could hear was his own heartbeat. No, there is no heartbeat in the soul. What he hears should be his own soul shaking.

What to do? What should we do now?

If the bombs falling all over the sky explode, the castle they have worked so hard to build will disappear. At the same time, all the villagers under the ground will be scared out of their wits. The power of the bomb is no joke.

Just when Ding Yi is in a state of panic, Lin Fan beside him gives him a comforting pat on the shoulder. At the same time, Ding Yi also heard a lot of noise, and then the ground under his feet produced bursts of buzz.

It seems that the whole person is about to fly. No, something is rising from under the ground. Can't believe to open his eyes, Ding saw a fantastic scene.

Those dropped bombs did fall to his feet, but it was just a moment. Because the bombs have just fallen off and are bounced back, and one of the convenience of bearing capacity is the raised floor.

The Reaper was just about to watch the show, but he found that there were black spots in the sky. This kind of scene is very rare for them, because they are the developer rather than the receiver.

Now no one thought that these two roles turned around. As the developer, they actually saw the scene that the receiver saw. The dense black spots in the sky are the bombs they just launched.

"Why is it like this How did the bomb we shot come back Ah... "

"Let's go. Run away. If we don't go, we'll be dead. It's definitely death. The power of these bombs Ah... "

"Don't be nervous. Since the Dalits can reflect back, we can also rebound back. Besides, we don't need to be afraid of the current situation Ah My legs... "

With the last scream, explosions began to appear on this side of the reapers. This scene happened so suddenly that no one reacted. When they did, it already happened.

The bomb that fell to their feet exploded. Not only was it loud, but it also blew them up. They had no soul. One by one, it even turned into a large area. The harvesters, who had just lost a quarter of their troops, lost another quarter of their strength.

The middle-aged man's face finally looked ugly. He loosened his fist and held it tightly. He even wanted to blow his fist through. But soon he laughed, so that it would be interesting. If only they were playing, it would be boring.

"Let the ghost kings come out, and these pariah use these opportunistic things to resist, it is only a temporary effect. No matter how many skills can't compare with strength, all the people who have the strength of ghost King come out. If anyone can kill a pariah, I will reward him with a fresh soul. "

The opportunistic battle, though it may seem good, is just the beginning. In other words, in the face of absolute strength, everything is bullshit. There are no less than 50 ghost kings under him. Who is the opponent under such fierce strength?

"Ding Yi, what would you do if you were a harvester? Is there any way to deal with it? I'll tell you what you will do to break this deadlock? "

The battle scene is quiet again. Lin Fan takes advantage of this scene to send a question to Ding Yi