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Chapter 897

"Quick, Qianmo, three-28 directions, major shot."

"Bang!"

"Five, sixty and nine directions, Lieutenant Colonel shot!"

"Bang!"

"The Major ammunition in the direction of Qiqi Three."

"Bang!"

After three shots, the chariot quickly retreated, giving up a piece of space.

Soon, the three monsters rushed over, creating the effect of shaking the earth, and they actually collided. Just as they were about to fight, they felt a sense of restlessness coming from their bodies, something was sprouting.

"roar!"

The monster roared and tried its best to suppress the abnormalities in its body. However, the strong aura of death and despair spread, and their bodies became a breeding ground for nourishing aliens. All kinds of negative mental fluctuations such as silence, annoyance, despair and other negative mental fluctuations came one after another, causing them to split their headaches and bite their wounds to death, but it was difficult to eradicate the hateful aura.

Luo Yang was sensing in the distance, reflecting these scenes into his mind, and sighed: "This is just a school-level bullet. If the sniper bullets made by the major general and lieutenant general's life beads are used, I don't know how strong it will be."

"Brother, why not try a powerful monster?" Sun Qianmo raised his chest and was proud, as if there was no monster in the world that he could not kill.

"What to try? That level of sniper bullets will produce very terrifying recoil. Even if there are chariots that reduce their strength, you can't afford it."

Sun Qianmo's little face suddenly collapsed and he asked hurriedly: "What should we do? The guys we are going to deal with are all amazing, not comparable to these stupid monsters."

"It's okay, I'll take action at the critical moment." Luo Yang smiled and pointed at himself. Three waves of air appeared in the distance, making the void clean, leaving only two black bone pieces.

The golden rooster shot away and pulled back the two blood-patterned black bones. He said disdainfully: "Go, why are there two bones? The monster I killed last time contributed five black bones, and these three big guys actually contributed only two bones."

Sun Qianmo wiped the gun and said, "Can you be quieter? When you encounter five bones too few, and four or five monsters are hit without harvesting! There are many strange things."

"Gee, stinky monkey, I'm Jinfeng, not a chicken."

Luo Yang smiled slightly. With these two guys around, he was not close to loneliness on the road, and he hunted more than 200 monsters noisy.

Thanks to the chariot, the True Spirit Umbrella compressed a large number of ammunition, and hunting monsters all depends on the power of sniper bullets. In addition, I sensed a battlefield from afar on the road and harvested a large number of life beads, otherwise I would not have created so many sniper bullets.

At this moment, when Luo Yang put two black bones together with other black bones, there was a loud bang on the chariot, and all the blood-patterned black bones quickly merged into a black bone as if they were alive.

"Oh, what's wrong?" The golden rooster was trembling with fear.

More than 200 black bones merged and collapsed inwardly and concentrated. Finally, a black ancient book was merged, with immortal blood flowing on the cover.

"What's this?" Sun Qianmo glanced at it and fainted. His level was too low and he didn't have that high mental power.

Luo Yang almost vomited blood. Fortunately, he had a strong fighting spirit. When he encountered strong, he would be strong. He resisted wildly. In the end, he did not faint. However, his face was so pale that he was already injured.

"Chicken, what is this?" Luo Yang looked up and asked, because Konghuang Jinfeng knew some secrets of the divine realm, and perhaps he knew where this ancient book, which looked like a black box, came from.
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