Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

The earth, mountains and rivers are pressing towards Niu Batian, Patriarch Moyun, Old Man Shui and Old Yang with the trend of collapse. The world seems to be filled with endless pressure. This is the power of the earth and the power of the golden elixir.

At this moment, the four Jindan Ancestors seemed to be suppressed by the infinite pressure that suddenly broke out in Wu Di.

As the fat man moved forward, he was thinking about what he should do to make some difference. After all, the worst among the invaders were the foundation-building monks. It was really difficult for him, a late-stage foundation-building monk, to make any changes.

His spiritual consciousness bypassed these people and slowly extended into the distance. Suddenly, Fatty's spiritual consciousness discovered a chaotic battlefield near the Wu Shui Department in the settlement of the witch tribe.

Thirty or forty invading monks dressed in black were currently fighting three people, and these three people were three of the five tribesmen of the Wu clan who had walked out earlier: Wu Jin, Wu Tu and Wu Mu.

Although the three of them were surrounded by enemies ten times their size, they did not flinch. The boundless golden light flashed between Wu Jin's hands, and every time the golden light flashed, a black-clothed monk would be injured or die.

At a glance, seven or eight black-clothed monks had fallen around Wu Jin.

Wu Tu condensed a set of thick black-yellow armor on his body, surrounding every inch of his body. Countless sharp and ferocious thorns snaked on Wu Tu's armor, making Wu Tu's already burly figure appear even stronger.

Absolutely domineering.

Wu Tu transformed into a huge long stick in his hand, six or seven meters long. The long stick was waved in Wu Tu's hand as if it were nothing, and then the long stick moved toward Heilongjiang with the sound of the cold wind and the heavy pressure of the crane.

The monk in black clothes hit him, and as soon as the thick stick came into contact with the monk in black clothes, it exploded with power that matched its size. If the monk in black clothes was hit, his muscles and bones would be broken at the least, or he would die on the spot with bloody flesh.

Along with Wu Tu's extremely powerful long stick, there were also thorns that emerged from the ground from time to time, skewering the monks in black into human skewers. For a moment, the sword pointed like a god descending to earth, and five people could be killed.

In comparison, Wumu's attacks are much softer, but their power is not necessarily less, or even more powerful.

Wu Mu's arms were drawn in the air, and a faint green wave spread out along with his unique rhythm, and then disappeared among the green grass and trees.

No one saw this hidden scene, and then in the next moment, when no one noticed, many small buds suddenly appeared on the ground. The buds were so tender and soft, as if

Still carrying the morning dew, these buds began to grow violently in the next moment, and countless vegetation slowly pulled out thick and long canes. These canes had a faint purple undercut.

They were crawling in the grass, like poisonous snakes looking for food, stalking towards the black-clothed monks.

These vines lurked within the attack range, flew up, and then suddenly burst out in the next moment, stalking towards the black-clothed monks. Many black-clothed monks were covered in these vines before they could react, and purple streaks sprouted from the vines.

The hook pierced the body of the black-clothed monk fiercely. The black-clothed monk struggled hard, trying to cut off the vine or burn it to death. However, the vine grew very fast, and the tied monk cut off a piece of it.

More roots grew out, binding the monk in black even more seriously.

And the longer the barb penetrated the black-clothed monk... the black-clothed monk felt that his true energy was passing faster, and his blood energy was depleted faster, and he became more and more unable to struggle. In the end, he could only become a cane unwillingly.

Growing and raw materials.

Many men in black died under the desperate attacks of Wu Jin, Wu Tu and Wu Mu, but more men in black flew in from a distance and joined the battlefield to intercept the three men.

Many times, those monks in black would rather rush in front of the three people's spells and blades than let the three of them take a step to the side. Although not far away is the elemental repulsion blockade blocked by Elder Wu Tian, ​​as long as any one of them extracts

With a gentle attack with your hand, the formation can collapse. Unfortunately, this step is a long journey of unhappiness.

Wu Jin, Wu Tu and Wu Mu tried hard but could not take a step forward towards the uniform element sealing and exclusion array, and this element blockade and exclusion array was like an indestructible cage, locking Wu Tian tightly, and the same was true.

Wu Jin and the other three were locked outside and trapped in an endless siege.

Fatty also saw the huge meat grinder-like battlefield in the distance, saw the movements of Wu Jin, Wu Tu and Mu, and also saw the formation that blocked the five-day elders.

Fatty didn't know what that formation was, but he knew that if he wanted to reverse the situation of the battle, he couldn't do it. Perhaps only Elder Wu Tian, ​​who was the ancestor of the Golden Pill, could do it, right?

Picking up a long sword from the dead man in black, the fat man mingled with the monks in black who were heading towards the battle circle from time to time and moved towards the battle circle.

The palm of his hand holding the long sword was covered with fine cold sweat. The fat man tried his best to behave like these black-clothed monks, for fear that his identity would be discovered by these murderous monks. In that case, he would really be dead.

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The battle at this time was extremely chaotic. Many black-clothed monks died every moment, and more black-clothed monks joined at the same time. The flow of personnel was too fast, and the battle was too fierce. Every black-clothed man subconsciously thought that the black-clothed monks were

He was one of his own people, so the fat man mingled in the crowd and asked

Following Wu Jin, Wu Tu and Wu Mu as they walked towards each other, the fat man randomly launched some attacks that were extremely inaccurate and not even able to hit "one of his own". The fat man approached the battle group. Then he quietly and quietly surrounded the group.

Silently, he moved closer to the elemental blockade and exclusion array that locked Wu Tian.

Finally, Fatty approached the elemental blocking and exclusion formation, but he didn't know what it was and didn't know how to break it. There was only one chance. If he didn't, he should break the formation once, then he would do it again.

There is no chance to break it, and maybe the Witch Clan will have no chance.

Just when Fatty didn't know what to do, Elder Wu Tian, ​​who was trapped in the elemental blocking and repelling array and had closed his eyes to recuperate, suddenly felt something. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the elemental blocking and repelling array from time to time.

The fat man.

The fat man was overjoyed and said silently: "Elder Wu Tian, ​​I am Fatty, and I am here to save you. How can I break this formation?"

Wu Tian couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that the fat man had gotten so close. He also said silently with his mouth: "Gather your maximum attack power and hit it seven times to the left to break this elemental blocking and exclusion array.

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