Chapter 155 Blood Plague

Although the bull monsters of the Iron Bull Guards were extremely powerful and armed to the teeth, they were cursed, so how could they resist these two reincarnations?

The golden light was glittering, and each sword was accompanied by thunder. Zhang Zichen beat the bull monsters until their skin and flesh were torn apart and they fled in panic.

It felt really good to bully the weak.

As a support, Zhang Zichen rarely beat the fallen dogs himself.

Under Wang Jinjue's curses, the bull monsters moved very slowly. Outsiders looked as if they were trapped in a time slowdown, and they spoke and moved slowly.

"Brother... the situation... is... not... good!"

"I... know! I... am... calling... people!"

"If you... are... any... slower... you... will... be... too... late!"

One of the Iron Bull Guards raised his hand tremblingly, slower than the old lady, and then pressed a hidden button on his shoulder.

With a "whoosh!", a firework flew into the sky, and exploded with a "bang", forming the word "cow".

Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen looked at the flare with a smile. Bull demons of this level can bully ordinary people, but it doesn't matter how many come to them.

They haven't had enough fun tonight!

Then... they were suppressed by firepower.

The subsequent Iron Bull Guards didn't come one by one, but drove cars and cannons. They didn't come one by one, but more than a dozen steam cars.

Each car was like a small truck, with two Iron Bull Guards holding steam machine guns and cannons, bombarding several people.

The "bang bang bang" shells and "da da da" bullets were like raindrops, and they were not afraid of accidentally hurting others.

"Golden Light Curse!" Zhang Zichen waved his hand, and a layer of faint golden light enveloped the three people. Although the golden light looked thin, it was enough to resist bullets and solid shells.

Wang Jinjue's flesh and blood puppet was about to rush over with the golden light curse. As long as he got close, he was still very strong.

Then... he was blown back by an implosion bomb.

It was not a solid shell, but a bomb that would explode.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" the whole Luoyang City could hear it, but fortunately this area was relatively remote and there were not many people.

Even so, it was a sea of ​​fire.

Two people hid on the slope of a river channel with their flesh and blood puppets. They changed several places, but were still suppressed by the firepower of the bull demon hundreds of meters away.

Damn, being hit by artillery in the Ming Dynasty, this experience...

At this time, they only had ten thousand MMPs in their hearts.

"Fuck, are you kidding me? My curse range can't reach them!"

The shell exploded next to them, and Wang Jinjue expressed helplessness. He didn't have many points, and he made flesh and blood puppets and fused bloodlines with puppets.

His own strength was very average, and he only knew some curses. And the curse thing can only reach the bastards hundreds of meters away except for setting up a platform or special curses.

"My Golden Light Spell can turn into a sword to hurt people, and it is more powerful than theirs. But I can't get through!" Zhang Zichen was also depressed. The artillery fire suppression hundreds of meters away was so uncomfortable! He only had two Gatling guns and a few RPGs in his backpack, which were completely useless.

That is, the two of them were both auxiliary, and their frontal attacks were relatively weak. If they were ordinary three-star reincarnations, this scene would be a piece of cake.

The artillery shells kept moving forward and compressing the space. If this continued, they would be bombed sooner or later.

[Mission target: Kill the demons that are rampant in the world (1/3). ]

At this time, they heard the task reminder of the main god space.

"Captain, what are you doing? What's the point of completing the task at this time? We are about to be killed by the artillery shells!" Zhang Zichen saw the main god task reminder.

"I still have a second-hand micro-nuclear bomb in my hand. If it doesn't work, we will die together!" Wang Jinjue said viciously.

"!! No! No!" Zhang Zichen was shocked. What kind of teammates are these? He quickly said, "I still have a magic talisman that can cover our escape."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"It's not the end of the road yet."

Suddenly, a man swam over from the river and said to them, "Quick! Come here. Let's go around!"

"Who?" The two looked at him at the same time.

This man looked about 10 to 20 years old, with a dark face and scars.

They didn't know this man, but they remembered the pig next to him.

Isn't this the pig rider just now?

"Hurry, hurry up!"

This place was dark, and the two really didn't recognize the road. At this time, they couldn't afford to hesitate.

Without saying a word, the two jumped into the river, followed the pig rider for more than a mile, and then went ashore, running around wet all over. After twisting and turning, they actually came behind the group of Iron Bull Guards.

"Humph..." Wang Jinjue sneered, waved his hand, and a poisonous mist and a bunch of curses appeared.

"Golden Light Curse!" Zhang Zichen also put on the "Emperor Armor" and rushed over fiercely.

They were so depressed after being beaten just now!

This group of bull monsters was just like the ones they saw just now. After a set of curses, the boilers on their backs were broken and they couldn't hold the guns in their hands steadily. They were beaten up by the two men.

"These Iron Bull Guards usually do all kinds of evil. It's best to kill them!" The young man just now tried hard to lift the gun, but it was like a small cannon, and he couldn't hold it at all.

"Killing is the easiest! You retreat behind me!" Wang Jinjue asked Zhang Zichen, the young man and a pig to retreat behind him, and the flesh puppets piled up these iron bull guards in a row.

"Blood plague!" Wang Jinjue chanted a secret spell and cut his finger. A drop of blood turned into dark red dirty blood in the air, and the dirty blood fell on a bull demon like a thread.

The bull demon didn't even have time to scream, and died with a face full of pain and bleeding from all seven orifices. Then one infected two, two infected four, and four infected more. Soon, these dozens of bull demons were all dead.

"This..." Zhang Zichen looked at Wang Jinjue's method and didn't expect Wang Jinjue to have such a method.

"Collect!" As Wang Jinjue said, blood mist came out of the bodies of these bull demons, and finally fell into Wang Jinjue's heart.

Wang Jinjue's face was red as if he had drunk alcohol, and he said: "Let's go! Let's go back!"

The young man Ah Huang looked at Wang Jinjue's method and felt that... these two people didn't seem to be good people. He escaped from the palace and was almost caught by the Iron Bull Guards. It was thanks to these two people that he was able to escape.

But he did not go far, so when he saw the two people being bombarded by the Iron Bull Guards, he went back to save the two people.

One shouted golden light in his mouth, but he was dressed strangely; the other cursed casually, and had terrible killing methods and mindless puppets.

I thought he was a hero who saw injustice on the road, but he didn't expect it to be a demon cultivator.

"Two heroes, the mountains and rivers will never change, and we will meet again." The young man Ah Huang pretended to be calm and said, and he was about to ride the pig and leave quickly.

"Let's go, let's go together. We will protect you!" Zhang Zichen didn't see the boy's thoughts, raised his hand and cast a golden light spell to cover the boy and the pig, and then motioned him to follow.

Ah Huang looked at the golden light on his body. He knew that this was a warning from others because he had been rough since childhood.

Others can give you golden light or evil spells.

He had no choice but to follow.

Mouth teeth!