Chapter 679

As the distance got closer, Duan Meng Tong Tong and the others finally saw clearly what was going on in the distance.

It turned out that there were quite a few golden figures among the group of monsters, and these golden figures looked like golden bison.

But these monsters are much more powerful than bison, their bodies are shrouded in light, and their speed is incomparably fast.

There are two corners on their heads, players who block their way will be instantly killed, and those with thick blood will be picked up.

What's even more frightening is that when these monsters stop, they will spray dark golden beams of light, and players will be instantly killed by the golden beams of light.

If it weren't for the fact that there weren't too many monsters, and there were ordinary demons swarming towards the fleeing players, these players would have been killed in seconds.

The player's attack is like tickling the golden monster.

Seeing the miserable situation in the distance, everyone in Xinghuo gasped.

"Damn it, there are so many monster-level bosses." The guardian angel almost scolded.

"What kind of monster is this? It seems that there is a team on the front line that can summon this monster boss. Is it a bison or something?" Peerless Demon Fairy said.

Li Yao explained: "This is the Hell's Golden Lion. It usually looks like a black bison, but when it gets angry, it turns golden, and it becomes incomparably flexible and detached."

"Then the woman who wanted to rob us at the beginning summoned this kind of monster?" Dai Meng Tong asked curiously.

Li Yao nodded and said, "That's right, the Hell Golden Lion is almost immune to lightning. It is flexible and powerful. It is a very smart and difficult monster. That female player is probably a Hell Summoner, otherwise it would not be able to summon this kind of monster." A beast-level monster."

Just as Li Yao and the others were walking slowly, many players fell down on the way to escape, cursing angrily.

The other demons are ordinary fallen demons, but the attacks of these golden lions are really terrifying. Even at a distance of thousands of yards, they can be killed by the golden lightning beam.

As Li Yao and the others approached, many players have already discovered the tank group. Many players continue to gather towards this side.

"Friends far away, help."

"I don't know which guild it is from. I am the Shengshi team. If you help us, you will be rewarded."

"We belong to the Guild of Faerun, and those who help us will definitely become friends of the Guild of Faerun."

Many well-known guilds began to sign up, and among them was the guild of Shengshi.

"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia." Li Yao said with a smile, "Cheer up your spirits and be ruthless, just to sell our tanks to these people. There are quite a few fat sheep in it."

As they got closer, everyone in Xinghuo also noticed that although they fled in embarrassment, not all the teams were really in embarrassment.

At least four or five teams are also fleeing, but they all have their own means of life-saving.

The bodies of all players in a team were shrouded in blue light, and they could be vaguely seen as blue crystal armor.

Even if they were hit by the golden lion's beam of light, at most they would make ice shards fly and their blood volume drop a bit, but they couldn't kill them in an instant.

"This should occupy the Enchanting Research Institute or the armor factory.

"Peerless enchantress judged.

There is also a team, the team is shrouded by a huge angel phantom, and the golden lion can't kill the players of this team in one go.

"This should be the little angel's barracks." Du Mengtong said.

There are also players from the prosperous age, all of them actually stood on a huge turtle, and a layer of faint blue light enveloped everyone.

"The bastards in the prosperous age, I don't know what kind of shit luck they have. Ten people stand on the backs of the bastards. This bastard is amazing." The guardian angel said.

It's more than amazing, every time this bastard takes a step, the surrounding ground feels like an earthquake, and the weak Sinking Demon is directly killed by the shock.

But judging by the ugly faces of the people in the prosperous age, this state probably won't last long.

Although there was nothing abnormal about the players of the Faerun Guild, they were extremely flexible, like monkeys.

"I can't see this, your sister, jumping three feet high, could it really occupy the monkey's nest?" The guardian angel complained.

"Okay, everyone's target is 1,500 yards, listen to my order, holy light cannon, fire."

Following Li Yao's order, the main guns of nearly fifty tanks flashed fiercely.

With the sound of puffing, milky white light balls traced a gorgeous trajectory and landed directly on the group of monsters.

Boom, boom, boom...

Nearly fifty small white suns exploded, and all the players cursed loudly, thinking that these tanks would kill them even.

But with their curses, the milky white or light golden shock wave spread, and they didn't suffer any damage.

But the demons around them turned into red dust and scattered around them, and even those golden lions that were jumping around arrogantly curled up on the ground and shivered.

As the shock wave passed, the fur of their bodies was scorched black, and they let out earth-shattering screams.

With this blow, I don't know how many demons died under the holy light cannon.

The entire demon tide was still in place, and countless demons were trembling.

Not to mention these demons, even those players who escaped couldn't believe it. Many players kept rubbing their eyes, as if they were in a dream.

These players stared blankly at the group of tanks slowly approaching, and were shocked by this power.

But this is not the end, these tanks stopped attacking after firing a single shot, but those seemingly thin bladed vehicles gave off whirlwinds of cold light.

The white flywheel blades pierced into the group of demons like the sickle of death.

The demons attacked by the holy light cannon, except for the golden lion, all the demons will be turned into dust, even screaming.

But it was different from the white flywheel blade, where the flywheel passed, a vacuum zone of a thousand yards was drawn, and all the demons blocking the track of the flywheel were directly split into two.

A road of blood was formed. Some demons didn't know whether they were lucky or unlucky. Their arms or thighs cut off by the flywheel were howling on the ground one by one.

Even those demons who were directly dismembered did not die immediately, but lay in a pool of blood, screaming and slowly dying when their blood volume cleared to zero.

It was too bloody and tragic, and it was two extremes with the Holy Light Cannon. Many players were directly stimulated by the stumps, broken arms and viscera all over the ground. Even though it was not a real scene, many players still vomited directly. Even if they can't spit anything out.

The joyful expressions of these players were tinged with fear. They were originally happy to welcome the team, but now they are full of caution.

Especially as many players have seen, many golden lions have been directly dismembered, and the lightning beam of the golden lion can only cause a little black marks on the tank...

(To be continued.)