Chapter 251: The trump card (in the middle)

The Borostaurs' array changed again. The launch ports of more than ten war fortresses opened, one by one, with a diameter of about 30 meters and a dark green light all over the body was pushed out by the traction beam. The texture of the platform was a bit like bronze, and it was engraved with countless strange patterns. On each platform, a totem sacrifice with a tightly wrapped body was sitting upright.

The totem priests are of high level. Judging from their breath, there are almost no one below the seventh level! As the distance approaches rapidly, they ended their sleeping state one after another, opened their eyes and stood up. The golden robe priest in the lead gently waved the scepter forged with the bones of unknown beasts in his hand. Slowly, a black light floated behind its head, and the light winded down from the top of its head like a spirituality, reaching the platform under its feet.

When the platform contacted the light, it seemed to touch a secret switch. The entire platform shone brightly. After absorbing enough spiritual energy, those strange patterns seemed to come alive and twisted and changed! There were a series of subtle sounds like gears moving around the spiritual level!

Immediately afterwards, other totem priests followed suit, using their own spiritual energy as a medium to activate and activate the platform under their feet! For a moment, the void was covered with darkness, as if it was about to merge into the light and shadow of the void. The gears on the spiritual level were staggered and sounded together, forming a wave of huge sound waves!

"No! They should also launch mental storm attacks, right?" Yun Haoyu's face changed. He had already seen that the brains of these priests were extremely developed. I think they were all masters who specialize in mental cultivation! If so many guys joined forces to launch mental attacks, the defense line in this area would probably collapse immediately!

"Do you have a way to deal with it?" Princess Fang Yuqing tilted her head and looked at him, asking with some anticipation.

"...If I were a demigod-level master, maybe there might be some possibility!" He said embarrassedly, "But now, I am only in the eleventh level of strength. If I want me to fight against so many guys, I can't take it at all!"

"How can you know if it's okay if you don't try it?" Fang Yuqing dragged him down and flew over: "It seems that it takes a little longer for them to join forces to launch an attack. Let's take action first!"

Yun Haoyu had no choice but to use the Heavenly Demon God-Slaying Technique with all his strength. After the huge spiritual energy was blessed by the increase of the Spirit-Devouring Bell, it turned into an unparalleled spiritual storm and spread out!

At this time, we can see the extraordinaryness of these guys. Tens of thousands of totem priests merged their spiritual power with the platform under their feet, forming layers of light curtains that seem thin but are actually extremely tough, blocking the rolling silver waves!

Under the continuous erosion of the silver wave, the light curtain weakens layer by layer, disintegrates and disappears, and regenerates again and again! Those platforms are also a kind of high-level mental equipment, called "The Sorrow of the Futu", which can greatly enhance the power of spiritual attacks and have good defense against enemy counterattacks, which can effectively make up for the shortcomings of the weak physical abilities of the totem priests!

The Munegrand tribe is not good at making equipment. From a human perspective, even the weapons used by high-level warriors of such level as Mo Jing warriors are extremely simple. Only strong men above Mo Jing command will have one or two pieces of equipment that can be used! Moreover, these equipment are not made by themselves. Judging from the pattern characteristics and casting styles above, they are all due to their mutual communication with other tribes!

These "The Sorrow of the Buddha" that has significant functions for spiritual psychic psychics is their proud work that is close to the large tribe! It can be seen that these totem priests have a very high status in the tribe, even higher than ordinary Mo Jing warriors! Otherwise, the great lord would not be willing to configure so many good equipment for them!

Yun Haoyu launched three rounds of spiritual storms in a row, but only hundreds of weaker totem sacrificial priests on the outer edge could not support it. The speed of light curtain generation could not offset the speed of collapse. Finally, it was flooded by the silver wave, and the whole head swelled up like a balloon, and then exploded one by one!

Fang Yuqing waved her hand, and the folding knife turned into a large piece of light to cover more than a hundred platforms. With all her strength, the light curtains on the platform were broken one after another, and the totem priest inside was cut into pieces!

"It's not easy to deal with!" She said with a hint of insignificant stagnation on the flying trajectory of the folding knife. It can be seen that the defense of the light curtains is indeed great. It is basically an unfinished task to kill all the tens of thousands of totem priests in a short period of time!

"Kill as much as you can!" He lifted out the Haolan Sword and waved it with all his might, and a series of blood-colored sword lights that were scattered through the void. All the Sorrows of the Buddha who were swept into the air were shattered with one blow! However, he could only clean up more than ten platforms at a time, which was far worse than the princess's record!

The totem priests began to fight back! Accompanied by the throbbing sharp howls, the black ripples and void merged almost perfectly in everything, rolling towards the human camp as slowly and quickly!

With him interrupting in front, the human side won a short time to activate protective measures. All fleets temporarily contracted and retreated. The supernatural warriors and mecha legions in the void also activated the Yang electronic shields that neutralized and blocked mental attacks.

A black craze swept over, washing the defense dam of the human camp like crazy. With the joint blow of tens of thousands of totem priests, the power of the Black futurism was beyond imagination. Many human psychics who were close to each other could not resist the attack and their brains burst!

Yun Haoyu and the princess were located closest to the totem sacrificial camp and were hit the most! In desperation, he mobilized the energy in his body with all his strength, and the silver-blue starlight shrank into a sphere with a diameter of about two meters, condensed like a solid substance! Wrap him and Fang Yuqing in it.

The black wave was rushing violently outside the light ball, and from time to time, a trace of silver starlight was torn off by the black wave, decomposing and swallowing! The color of the light ball slowly and irresistibly dimmed! He was only at the eleventh level of strength. Even if his mental strength was extremely high, his control and application skills were unusually powerful, and he had a magical tool assistance, he could not fight against so many totem priests!

It seems that it is only a matter of time to collapse. I don’t know if I can last until the moment when the dark tide disappears!

"Why is it so difficult?" Yun Haoyu tried hard to squeeze the last trace of energy in his body, trying to maintain the balance of the light ball.

The diameter of the light ball was further compressed, and Fang Yuqing was already very close to him, completely leaning against him. The forging technology of the advanced light armor was excellent. While perfectly outlining her tempting figure, she did not even feel the feeling!

Through the delicate, thin and flexible armor leaves, the wonderful touch of the soul-bone-eroded bones from her delicate body is truly conveyed! Unfortunately, he is busy with defense at this time and has no time to enjoy this rare blessing!

"Well! Let's talk about it after you go back, don't forget your promise!" Her smile looked insidiously.

The delicate jade hand grabbed the scepter and injected the source energy into all its strength!

At the coalition command center located behind the front line for dozens of light seconds, Marshal Gulons stared at the light screen in front of him, frowned.

"It seems that the plan needs to be adjusted again!" he sighed, "Put that legion out in advance! Otherwise, I will not be able to deal with their perverted guys!"

At this moment, a change on the light screen caught his attention.

"What is that?" he asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!