Gamers Are Fierce

Chapter 551 Overlap

The river water surged in the river bed, forming a monstrous wave three stories high, carrying countless deformed human-faced tadpoles, rushing downstream.

Boom boom boom!

The vine platform at the foot of Wanli Fengdao stretches all the way, rising slowly from the river like a giant beast lying on the bottom of the river with its back arched.

The swordsman tramples the vines and charges alone,

A misty white mist like smoke gradually lingered around the blade of the long sword in his hand.

The white air seemed to be alive, swimming around the sword body from slow to fast, expanding in a circle every second.

By the time Wanli Fengdao rushed to the front of the wave, it had turned into the size of a millstone, spinning rapidly, bringing with it fierce winds.

"Cut! Wave!"

The swordsman roared and swung his sword horizontally,

The white air that enveloped his right arm suddenly dispersed and turned into a long stream of horses across the river, rushing towards the waves.

[Skill name: Wave-cutting]

[Type: Fighting]

[Grade: Excellent]

[Special effects: Chopping waves. Use a sharp-edged weapon to release a forward arcing sword energy. The width, thickness, speed, distance, and lethality of the sword are determined by the user's posture and spiritual power when wielding the weapon]

[Consumption: at least 500 spiritual energy points]

[Cooling time: 1 hour]

[Conditions for use: The psychic value is higher than or equal to 500 points and is fully charged]

[Remarks: The vast white waves are connected to the sea, and the flat sand is boundless in all directions. 】

The pale sword energy passed over the river at low altitude and hit the huge waves. It tore the bodies of all the tadpole monsters along the way like a broken bamboo, and even cut the entire wave from the bottom.

The waves that lost their support slowly tilted forward,

Countless human-faced tadpoles screamed at the same time, and the overlapping cries of babies echoed through the sky.

The people of Chenzhou on both sides of the river bank stared blankly at this scene at first. After a while, they realized what they were doing, and their whole bodies were dominated by cold fear.

They ran away crying.

There were crowds of people on the covered bridge. The flower seller subconsciously held the flower basket tightly, but was still hit by the crowd. The flower basket fell to the ground, and a few flowers in the bamboo strips fell out.

He was immediately trampled into mud by countless pairs of feet.

"Stand still."

A hand reached out, grabbed the wrist of the flower girl who almost fell, and pulled her up.

She looked up subconsciously,

The young fortune teller had loosened his grip on her wrist and stood on the bench of the covered bridge. Feng Danyun gently adjusted the black cloak on his body.

Boom boom boom!

Thousands of vine beams and pillars spread on the bottom of the river, like hydraulic racks, obliquely push the vine platforms downstream of the river bank and on both sides of the river bank to rise.

Forming an extremely broad fishing net, it seems to be slowly but quickly rewinding from bottom to top.

The fishing net itself is woven from countless vines of different thicknesses, with slightly larger spindle nodes at regular intervals.

Inside each spindle, there is a brain worm made of hundreds of bandits and White Lotus cult members.

All brainworms work together,

Or control the contraction and expansion of vines, change the size of each hole in the fishing net, filter river water,

Or let the vines grow barbs and cut the tadpoles

Or directly create a vine spear that can break the hardwood city gate and penetrate the group of deformed monsters.

Wanli Fengdao stood at the top of the green vines. He held a long sword in his right hand and took out a wine bottle with his left hand and took a deep drink.

Looking up at the approaching waves, he sneered and waved his sword again,

Release a slightly smaller arc-shaped sword energy to continuously cut the deformed monsters.

At the same time, a wooden arrow flew through the air and suddenly exploded above the fishing net, turning into millions of wooden debris and falling downwards.

The tadpole's defense is not very strong, and it has already suffered heavy losses in just a few seconds.

The brainworm control vines hidden in the spindle nodes will filter the confirmed dead tadpole corpses through the holes of the fishing net into the next layer of fishing net.

Reduce the weight pressure on fishing nets,

Liu Wuzuo, who was speeding up on the roof of the house on the river bank, also shot an arrow every second, and the arrow rain continued to bloom.

Cooperate with Wanli Fengdao to kill the deformed tadpoles that try to climb to the top of the fishing net and escape from the restraints.

However, there are too many monsters...

Kill them endlessly and destroy them endlessly.

"call..."

Li Ang took a deep breath while standing on the covered bridge.

Even before that, he had hidden the engineering worms at the bottom of the Lingshui River and made sufficient preparations.

But controlling and coordinating hundreds of brainworms at the same time is still an unbearable burden.

The swamp divine power that was finally accumulated in the God's Mark is evaporating at a terrifying speed.

Once there is no divine support, the vine trap will collapse instantly, and the human-faced tadpoles will come out in full force and pounce on Chenzhou.

So,

Li Ang, who was standing on the bench of the covered bridge, took a step forward, but did not fall into the river - several translucent soldier bees similar in color to the sky swooped down from the sky, released hooks and ropes, and hung Li Ang's shoulders and arms.

Hang him in the air like an actor's wire.

Not only that, the soldier bees also emitted dazzling light, forming a brilliant multicolored circular halo like a Bodhisattva's head chakra, hitting behind Li Ang.

In the eyes of ordinary people,

Li Ang, wearing a black cloak, walked in the air with a holy Buddha's light hanging behind him.

Sacred, solemn, powerful.

"People in Chenzhou City, if you still want to live, recite Taoist Siemens' name in your heart!"

The majestic and resonant voice, transmitted by soldiers and bees, sounded in every corner of Chenzhou.

Li Ang floated over the Lingshui River, his black cloak swaying fiercely,

Feeling the power of faith gathered from all over Chenzhou City, he raised his finger to the sky, controlled the huge fishing net to slowly tighten, and shouted loudly: "Here comes the net!!"

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Lingshui River, building and boat.

After listening to Luo Siyuan's words, all the monks immediately realized that something was wrong.

They had no time to digest the huge amount of information in what they just said and follow their rational instincts.

He took action brazenly and blasted towards Luo Siyuan with all his magic power.

Of course, the deck of the building ship was made of special wood by Wu Dewei, which is extremely strong.

But under the heavy spell bombardment, it still broke, exploded, and collapsed.

Luo Siyuan, surrounded by a faint light, ignored all spell attacks.

He just took a few steps to the side to avoid the collapsed deck.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a peaceful and tranquil expression appeared on his round face that could not bear any hostility.

In a few seconds, the human-faced tadpoles flowing down the river should follow the waterway system in Chenzhou City, killing people, collecting souls, and accumulating energy to awaken the gods.

The master's legacy and his long-cherished wish can finally be realized.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Luo Siyuan suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief.

"Your next sentence is,"

Zhu Xuemin said coldly: "What's going on?"

"what happened?!"

Luo Siyuan's shocked shouts overlapped with Zhu Xuemin's indifferent statement.

His eyes widened. As the designer and authority holder of the Lingshui River formation, he activated his spiritual sense and sensed the movement downstream of the Lingshui River.

The human-faced tadpoles there seemed to be restrained by something and were being slaughtered efficiently.

No human souls were collected at all.

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