Nine Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Kill Violent Terror (3)

The only battle through the ages is difficult, and the prisoner beast is especially dangerous.

The top ten golden pills in the mainland, who are well-known in the mainland, have worked so hard. It took several months, planning for a long time, using all means, and setting traps.

Sun Hao, in particular, needs sharp eyesight and quick hands to shoot sharp arrows in time to hinder the violent pedaling movements.

Other monks are not easy either.

The traps need to be strengthened, the swamps need to be replenished, and it is also necessary to maintain an effective strike against violence and terror, and do everything possible to interfere with its fighting state.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to trap the big guys.

The violent and terrifying ability once again made the monks startled.

Every time Sun Hao shoots an arrow, the angle and position are in place, and he can always find the shooting part of the previous arrow. However, the violent and tough cortex is not only surprisingly strong in defense, but also has a terrifying recovery ability.

As long as he shakes off the sharp arrow and raises his foot again, the violent giant foot has fully recovered. Even if Sun Hao hits the same part, there will be no special effect.

The violent head was pinned down by Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan.

Every time he shakes his head violently and hits a trap, Wang Yuan will raise his eyebrows to make him lose his mind for a moment, and then Zhu Ling will forcefully split his legs and sink his head forcefully.

Several demon cultivators, including Yue Dayong and Yilu Denghuo, fully cooperated with Sun Hao, launched the green wood cage, entangled the violent and fierce tail, and several monks launched their true energy together, with the help of the powerful green vine formed by Sun Hao , so that the violent terror could barely shake its giant tail.

But Shan Chuan kept replenishing the sea mud swamp consumed by the giant terror, making the mud in the trap deeper and deeper, gradually covering the thigh of the giant terror.

The only ones that are easier are those who are intellectually insane, and of course, those who are ignorant. Shenlan, Xiaohuo, and Bianmu who no longer know how to fight.

Zhi Chi's eyes are shining brightly, he has been observing the battlefield very carefully, and seems to be muttering something, deducing how to gain a chance of victory.

The native dog Bianmu is praising Zhu Ling's unparalleled legs.

It was Xiao Huo who stood on Sun Hao's shoulder and followed Sun Hao's instructions. Occasionally make a swallowing motion.

Although it is impossible to swallow the violent terror, it can always make the violent terror momentarily distracted and relieve the pressure on Wang Yuan and Zhu Ling.

Zhichi has never made a move, and has not found the weakness of violence, and the effect of a strong attack will not be very good.

The power of violence seems endless.

Ranking golden elixir methods are exhausted, within a short period of time. But it can't.

Moreover, judging by its state, it is likely that the Golden Core cultivators have exhausted their true energy, and it will still be alive and well.

The majesty of the terrifying Overlord made the Jindan cultivators feel impressed.

After a long battle, seeing Sun Hao shooting violently every time, Xiao Huo couldn't help but feel a little bit moved. Quietly, a few lice that they cultivated were released.

This thing has a certain drowsiness function. Xiao Huo's idea is whether it can slow down the reaction of the violent terror, so that Sun Hao can hit the target better.

The soundless and invisible lice jumped over quietly.

All creatures in the world have their own instincts. Each has its own characteristics of creation, what is difficult for ranked golden elixir, the lice cultivated by Xiaohuo can easily do it.

Perhaps the ranking golden cores are very powerful, or perhaps the intellect has exhausted their strategies, but after fighting for a long time, they still haven't been able to find the slightest weakness of the violent terror.

But after the lice jumped on the violent terror. Naturally, he found the part where he could get into the violent terror most.

It's not the mouth part that Chichi suspects, nor is it the private part.

Xiao Huo found out. The lice gathered at the base of the two not very strong forelimbs of the violent terror, and then began to drill inside.

Lice are invisible. Compared with Bao Horn's size, it is really nothing to mention. Bao Horror only felt a little itchy all over his body, and the lice had already penetrated into his body.

Violence felt a little sleepy.

Shaking his head to drive away the vague sleepiness, he raised his head to the sky and roared violently, returning to normal.

However, the few lice that had just rushed into the violent horror died without any problems, and lost contact with Xiaohuo.

Xiaohuo was a little discouraged, his own little lice defense was too weak, and he couldn't withstand the impact of the breath in the blood of the violent terror, just entering the violent horror's body, it was a pity.

It's just that the little louse has undoubtedly found the possible weakness of the violent terror. After thinking about it for a while, Xiaohuo said in his heart: "Brother, the root of the big guy's forelimbs should be the weakest part of his body's defense."

Sun Hao, who was shooting with a bow, couldn't help but feel his heart move.

With a flash of divine light in his eyes, he swept across the violent forelegs.

The violent forelimbs have been weakened, but they are slightly thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. Compared with its huge body, it is indeed inconspicuous.

The roots of the forelimbs are no different from other parts of the body, and no abnormalities can be seen.

How did Xiao Huo know that it was the weakness of Violence?

A trace of doubt quickly flashed in Sun Hao's heart, but he immediately put it aside. How Xiaohuo knew is not important, what is important is that Xiaohuo will never lie to himself. The weakest part of the body.

Keeping his composure, he continued to cooperate with the team members to launch a fierce attack on the violent terror without stopping. In his consciousness, Sun Hao said through voice transmission: "Chi Chi, the weak point of the violent terror is the root of the forelegs."

Hunzhi Chi's eyes lit up, he didn't ask Sun Hao how he discovered the weakness, but quickly began to calculate what he should do to make meritorious deeds with one blow.

Once again, the violent fear was hit on the head by Zhu Ling's jade legs raised high, and she was slightly dizzy from the chop.

At this time, Xiaohuo threw out a few more lice, which quietly jumped onto Baohorn's body and ran to the base of the forelegs.

Frightened and angry, he slapped his nipples with his forelimbs.

Zhi Chi finally discovered that violent and fearful actions that look like anger are actually to cover up his own flaws.

After slapping it a few times, he raised his foot violently and pedaled out again.

According to the monk's attacking rhythm, at this time, there will be a favorable arrow to block its giant feet.

However, when it raised its giant foot, it suddenly felt a little stiff, unable to move.

Zhi Chi made a move, a white light flashed in his hand, and violently lost his mind for an instant.

Shaking his big head, trying to drive out the feeling of absence.

Wang Yuan shouted violently: "Look at the ages with vertical eyes."

Transformed into a dragon toad, Yoyo glanced over.

Bao Horn only felt that he was aging in an instant, his movements were not smooth, and he couldn't help but lost his mind again.

A huge pulling force suddenly came from the tail that was pulled by the vines.

The violent terror in the trance was involuntarily pulled up high.

With a front somersault, Zhu Lingyu's legs swept across, and a series of leg shadows hit the violent jaw.

With every step down, the violent and terrifying huge body leaned back a little bit.

At the moment of losing consciousness for a moment, various attacks came one after another, and the Seagod team cooperated quite tacitly.

Riot stood upright involuntarily, and his two forelimbs were completely exposed to everyone's sight.

The pure white brilliance in the sky flashed, and a shining arc crossed.

The surgical knife that had been spinning at Yue Dayong's fingertips at high speed suddenly slashed across the root of the violent foreleg.

Flying knives bravely, without fail.

Don't send it when it's not necessary, and don't send it when you don't find the enemy's weakness.

If you send it, you must hit it.

According to legend, Yue Dayong had an adventure when he was young, and the flying knife in his hand was passed down from the "Sentimental Little Li" in ancient times.

As soon as the flying knife is released, there are no false shots.

Blood spattered, and the violent terror that hadn't fully recovered was the first time he was injured.

Shocking and roaring, he shook his head violently, trying to wake up from the state of trance.

On the mountain peak, Sun Hao's eyes were shining, and he was staring closely at the bloody flower that Dayong's flying knife had slashed.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, the blood flower seemed to be frozen in the air, Sun Hao's body trembled slightly, as if aiming at the small wound drawn by Dayong's flying knife from different angles and directions at the same time.

"Thousands of miles of clouds and smoke".

With a light release of the hand, the time was frozen, and in the frozen picture, three arrows shot out from Sun Hao's yellow bow.

Then, the picture seemed to come to life in an instant.

There was a soft sound of Sun Hao's fingertips collapsing, and San Dao Yunyan shot directly at him with lightning speed.

Bao Horn, who hadn't fully recovered from the stiff state, only felt a pain in the root of his forelimb.

Then, a terrifying roar erupted involuntarily.

Three clouds and smoke formed a straight line in the air, one against the other.

With a sound of poof, he shot and killed from the small wound that Yue Dayong had scratched.

Amidst the roar of violence and terror, Sandao Yunyan was completely out of its huge body, and the sharp arrow in the front was pushed by the two sharp arrows in the back and directly penetrated into the heart of the terrifying beast.

Tears and tears of golden blood flowed out along the arrows and along the wound Yue Dayong had inflicted, and the air was instantly filled with a very violent and terrifying aura.

Shaking his head violently, Bao Horror completely woke up from the state of trance, and kicked his giant feet towards the wall of the trap.

Zhi Chi shouted violently: "Let's go."

On both sides of the canyon, the monks jumped up together and rushed towards the other side of the canyon where the terror rushed. (to be continued ~^~)