Chapter 502 (1/2)
Sorry, I'm guilty, I repent!
Looking at the star forest destroyed by himself again, Wang Jian repented and reflected on his mistakes.
There is a golden thread in front of him, which insulates the impact of the explosion of Huolian from the outside!
In front of you! The surging air waves went straight into the sky, making a big hole in the sky covered with thick rain clouds, revealing a clear and blue sky.
Far away! Kuang ran!
The long lost sunshine came down from the big hole, with warmth and light.
Seeing, hearing and lusting, he leaned forward and searched for every inch of land.
Although the three flames have gradually become mature and can burst out more powerful, it is still unknown what kind of damage they can do to the nine thousand year old ant emperor.
On the ground, suddenly there was a movement!
Then from three places of the earth, three Qianjun ant emperors were afraid to come out from under the ground.
However, Wang Jian was relieved that the three Qianjun ant emperors were not hurt in the attack just now. At the moment, there were more or less ferocious cracks on the hard shell of the three Qianjun ant emperors.
Even in those cracks, there is dark green blood seeping out.
Hiss! Hiss!
Wang Jian could feel the uncontrollable anger from the constant friction between the mouthparts of the three ants.
Wang Jian calmly looked at all this in front of him and analyzed the countermeasures.
All of a sudden, Wang Jian's eyes lit up and found that the wings behind the Qianjun ant emperor were all badly damaged in the attack just now, like a kite scratched by the branches.
They lost the ability to fly!
Wang Jian's mouth can not help but outline a smile, behind the angel dance, the whole person soared to the sky.
On the ground, the angry three ants suddenly stagnated.
They looked at the ragged wings behind them. An unbelieving ant emperor opened his wings and flapped a few times. However, it was only a few meters away from the ground and then hit the ground with a bang.
Hiss!
Hiss!
The three powerful ant emperors are powerless and furious in the underground, as if they are yelling at you. If you have the ability, come down, come down!
The smile on Wang Jian's face is more and more brilliant.
The ability of Qianjun ants to fight head-on is absolutely terrible. I'm afraid there's nothing more terrible in the whole soul beast system than the talent of ant tribe in power.
The ant tribe is usually able to carry tens or hundreds of times the weight of its own body, and the Qianjun ant emperor is able to reach hundreds of times.
The weight of these three ants may be about one ton, that is to say, they can easily lift hundreds of tons of things with the strength of their body. With the help of soul power, they can lift thousands of tons or even tens of thousands of tons of things!
Therefore, it is impossible to fight head-on. We have to be naughty!
Now the body surface of the three Qianjun ant emperors has been covered with cracks, and even no matter how strong the defense is, there are some flaws.
Thinking for a moment, Wang Jian's ruler flickered in the seventh Soul Ring of his hand, while he chanted softly.
”Rigid lying alone village does not mourn, still think for the country guard Luntai.”
”Sleeping at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier dreams!”
Talent conversion start, with the wind roll horse long hiss, not far from the fog suddenly condensed a shadow.
Under their seats were all high headed horses. Both on themselves and on their horses, they were covered with thick black armor. They looked solemn and solemn, cold and tyrannical.
A total of 720 cavalry appeared on the edge of the battlefield, each with the strength of the soul King level.
The three great ant emperors watched the cavalry on the edge with vigilance and ignorance. They didn't know when these figures appeared here.
”Kill