Traveler's Comprehension Guide

Chapter 218 If you stick your face, you must stick it on your face
218 If you stick your face, you must stick it on your face
Knowing that this place has been exposed, the enchantress Xuanxuan uttered a few words coldly: "Kill them all!"

As a Golden Core cultivator, he was disturbed by a few gangsters, and the thin man couldn't hold back any longer, and kicked the door open when he heard this.

The thin man was planning to do one thing and kill all the police officers, when he suddenly found a flying boat coming over his head!
When the witch saw Gatling hanging under the airship, her eyes lit up immediately, she took out a formation plate and threw it at her feet, with a touch of her fingertips, the formation plate became three feet in size: "Both of you, put the array plate under the airship Bring the magic weapon to the slave family, and leave immediately after you get it!"

The formation plate under her feet is the one used to enter the fairy city. As long as she kills the blood sacrifice formation of nearby residents before Qingyao Jindan arrives, she can be teleported out of the city immediately!
The two Demon Sect Golden Cores were frightened and angry, but they didn't dare to disobey the demon girl's order.

The thin man let out an angry roar and soared into the air, a bloody light burst out in front of him, turning into a bloody mask covering half of his body.

The other golden core roared sharply, its skin bulged layer by layer, as if countless Gu worms were burrowing under the skin, in just a moment, the skin of the whole body seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, blood was dripping all over the body, and the blood-stained bone plates brushed from under the skin Drilled out, the bone plate is as neat as a nail plate, covering the whole body around the eyes.

Cultivator Bone Plate suddenly jumped into the sky, and hit the flying boat like a cannonball.

Li Anxian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt a little more worried.

People are still people from that day, but they use methods that have never appeared that day!

Li Anxian waved his hand: "Fire!"

The multi-barreled machine gun exploded, and dense bullets fell from the sky, hitting the skinny man's blood-colored mask like a torrential rain. Every bullet hit would cause the mask to sink deeply, but in the end it failed to break through and was shot again by the mask. go back.

For a moment, the mask was like the surface of water in a rainstorm, with ripples connecting into one piece.

The rain of bullets failed to break the mask, but the thin man was also uncomfortable. The huge momentum made him unable to move, as if there was a mighty force blocking his head. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fly higher, let alone get closer. Flying boat.

What was even more unacceptable to the thin man was that after the bullets were bounced off by the mask, they didn't fall to the ground, but turned around and turned the flying boat as if they had grown wings.

Hundreds of thousands of bullets lined up in the air in an orderly manner.

The thin man almost popped his eyeballs out—cooperating with this storm-like thing, are there actually countless flying swords?
Qingyaomen is too rich, right?
How did he know that this thing was specially designed by Li Anxian for Gatling, what he saw was everything!

The most important improvement is to add a special prohibition for recovery. With this thing, the flying projectiles can automatically return after exhaustion, enter the recovery device in sequence, and re-press into the bomb bay through the rotating gear. Move on to the next launch.

With this kind of ammunition, Li Anxian no longer has to worry about the huge consumption of the machine gun, as few as three to five hundred rounds, and as many as more than 1000 rounds can keep a machine gun firing for a long time without worrying about running out of ammunition.

In order to achieve this effect, each bullet is refined with spiritual materials, the lowest level of which is the middle-level low-grade flying sword.

In addition to automatic return, you can also adjust the release speed of the nest and control the range of the machine gun to avoid accidental injuries from stray bullets. If not, who would dare to use Gatling unscrupulously over the fairy city?One or two thousand rounds of bullets fired in one breath, still not clearing half of the city?
If these batches of ammunition are refined into ordinary flying swords, it will definitely raise the overall equipment level of Brother Qingyao to a higher level.

But by doing that, the overall strength has increased, but can hundreds of monks fight together, can they deal with the Demon Sect Golden Elixir?
Obviously not!
It can be refined into ammunition and fired with a machine gun, but it can overwhelm Mozong Jindan's head.

All in all, refining this batch of ammunition did consume a lot of spiritual materials, but it was definitely worth the money.

The thin man was almost desperate, how could he get over it!
Turning his head to look at the other side, the thin man almost vomited blood.

Cultivator Bone Plate was full of sparks, although he was hit many times, but compared with the skinny man, it was like the difference between pouring rain and dripping water from the eaves!
That guy was still roaring loudly, rushing forward against the firepower from the flying boat.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. On the one hand, he is being suppressed by the bullet rain, and on the other hand, he is rushing forward without any pressure. The thin man is so distraught that he can't wait to rush up to Qingyao Mountain, pointing at Fu Dongzhi's nose and questioning loudly: It's a monk of the Demon Sect, so the treatment is too bad, right?

As if hearing the thin man's voice, the machine gun suddenly turned around and pressed hard on the bone plate that was about to rush up the flying boat.

Just now, there were only constant sparks all over his body, but now he is bathed in the bursting sparks. The originally unstoppable momentum disappeared, and he was pressed down to the ground by the continuous momentum.

The thin man gloats for a while: "I'm making you so sad, isn't this unlucky?"

He was about to rush up in one go, but Li Anxian suddenly jumped out of the flying boat. He was in mid-air, and the motorcycle armor was quickly worn on his body, smashing towards the thin man like a weight.

The thin man hurriedly dodged, flicked lightly, and went straight to Li Anxian with a little blood.

Xiao Lizi activated a shield talisman, a light flashed on his left forearm, and at the same time he swung his arm to fly blood, and at the same time, he floated in front of the thin man, with the full power of the motorcycle armor, he punched the light shield hard.

The light shield trembled violently, and was almost smashed to pieces.

The skinny man was like a softball that had been slapped hard, flying upside down for tens of meters before barely coming to a stop, and the unhealed wound was aching.

Li Anxian was also thrown upside down by the mask, and he turned over several roots before regaining his stability.

The thin man gritted his teeth, this kid is really fucking strong!
Li Anxian glared at him, the dog really has tricks!

Come again!

Comrade Xiao Li flew towards him, raised his fist and wanted to fight again, but the thin man didn't dare to confront him head-on, he dodged to the side.

No matter how long your fist is, how far can you hit?

Unexpectedly, when Li Anxian raised his right arm, he was shot twice with bang bang, the two slugs hit one after another, causing the mask to shrink suddenly, then shrink again.

The firearms on Li Anxian's body are all enhanced versions, and the weight of the slug is extraordinary, and it is no less than a fist when it is hit.

The thin man was startled and frightened, he didn't know what method he used, the belt around his waist automatically untied, and wrapped around Li Anxian like a spirit snake.

Little Li rushed over without hesitation, letting the belt wrap around his body, the muzzle of the gun almost hit the skinny man's face, bang bang bang was another random shot, and he forced the shotgun to shoot out of the rate of fire of the submachine gun.

Since it is a face paste, it must be pasted on the face!

Belt or something, wrap it around if you like, if you strangle the armor, I will lose!
In the blink of an eye, the photomask was covered with large and small steel balls. Before the old ones popped out, new ones hit them again. The already thin photomask was crumbling. Give it a hard pump.

The thin man quickly backed away, intending to distance himself before making further calculations.

Li Anxian chased after him closely, switching the darts was another burst of punches.

All kinds of ammunition smashed towards him alternately, and the thin man suddenly shrank downwards, losing his vitality.

In the next second, a slug smashed the mask, and then a dart popped out of the chamber. Forty steel darts grazed the skinny man's scalp, plowed out seven or eight blood grooves, took away clumps of messy hair, and There are more than a dozen steel nails nailed to the skull in seven branches and eight branches, which looks like a mummy version of Teletubbies.

　Thanks to the students of "Potatoes who like to drink coffee" for their support, thank you!

　　Well, three o'clock!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)