Chapter 8158 The Last Level 5

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! Su Luo paused and said: "If you guessed correctly, the fifteenth level should be one hundred and twenty-eight bronze men + Qimen Dunjia psychedelic formation. This level requires a brainy formation to pass. of."

And the four hundred dragon people who went up knew that they were not enlightened enough in terms of IQ.

Bang bang bang!

Clap clap!

Dragon people were knocked out continuously.

Fortunately, the dragon man itself has rough skin and thick flesh, which is resistant to falling and beating.

So even if it was thrown out like a sandbag in the first second, it would rush in with full blood and resurrection in the next second.

again and again

The Eighteen Bronze Men are very powerful mechanical puppets. As long as they have enough energy, they will continue to fight. Even if they are injured, they will not feel pain if they are missing arms or legs.

Therefore, they will not reduce combat effectiveness.

But the dragon people will be tired, hurt, discouraged, depressed, disappointed, and painful

After being thrown out as a sandbag once, I still had the courage to rush in.

I was thrown out as a sandbag twice and still had the courage to rush in.

But five times? What about ten times? Twenty times? What about a hundred times?

After rushing, the morale of the dragon people had been completely broken, and they had no strength anymore. When they were thrown out, Gulu Gulu rolled down the steps.

Su Luo Chusan and the others were not far from the steps, and saw the dragon figures rolling down one by one, and the ones that rolled down pressed down on the people who rolled down at the beginning, piled up one after another, and finally looked like a small hill.

None of these dragonmen were uninjured.

Each of them had a bruised nose and swollen face, covered in cuts and bruises, dripping blood and looking extremely tragic.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts me to death."

"Ouch, my face!"

"I've got my feet pressed!"

"My skull hurts!"

The four hundred dragonmen are all howling, what kind of scene is this?

Su Luo finally saw a familiar figure among the dragons.

That was Long Potian who had previously patted his chest and promised to win the fifteenth floor.

When Su Luo saw him, he was being crushed by a group of dragonmen. He stretched out a hand and shouted, "Let me out! Let me out! Oh, don't crush me, my tail!"

So, Su Luo went up with good intentions, and dragged Long Potian out of the group of dragons.

During the pulling process, Long Potian yelled, "My tail! It hurts!"

When he finally came out, he looked up at his benefactor, and it was Miss Su Luo!

Thinking of what he said before, Long Potian blushed instantly!

"Miss Su, me, me, me"

Su Luo has a high EQ, she didn't mention the previous things, she just asked with concern: "What's the situation on the fifteenth floor? It must be difficult to squeeze out all four hundred of your dragons, right? "

These words really touched Long Potian's heart!

He pulled Su Luo and almost burst into tears: "Oh Miss Su! The fifteenth floor is so difficult! There are one hundred and eighty bronze figures in it! Those bronze figures have no sense or pain, no matter how you beat them It’s impossible to kill, and it’s elusive, sometimes it’s in front of you, and sometimes it’s gone, and the road is nowhere to be seen. It’s a straight road, but for some reason, there’s a fork in the road, take the fork, and it’s so hard to get lost in a while!”

Long Potian spoke the aspirations of all dragon people.

These dragon people crowded around Su Luo one after another, complaining to Su Luo like a child complaining to a teacher:

"Fifteen levels are too difficult, too difficult!"