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One hundred and sixty-six chapters no winner (1)

Although it was slow, the white mist around Chu Tian also quickly covered several acres of ground after more than a dozen breaths.

Because the river water contains the rich spiritual corpus of heaven and earth, the white mist transformed into is viscous and thick. The red light from the red crystals on the blood castle warrior's eyebrows fell on the white mist. Before it could penetrate three inches deep, it was wiped out by the white mist.

The heavy white mist blocked Chu Tian and others' figures. Three or five miles away, the soldiers on the castle could no longer see the whereabouts of Tian and the others. What annoyed them even more was that the ball of white mist was still moving in the direction of the castle.

While expanding and moving, after half a quarter of an hour, the white fog had covered a radius of dozens of acres. A large group of blood-killing castle men lost their traces in the white fog, and the warriors on the castle could no longer lock their bodies and launch accurate attacks.

Looking at the white fog from the outside, the thick white fog isolates the sight.

But inside the white fog, everyone's vision was only weakened by about 30%, and they could still see the scene around them clearly.

"Brother Ming Wang Shenwu!" Iron Shark and the bronze hammer perfectly acted as a child caregiver, shouting loudly at the top of their lungs.

The sparse light bombs roared in through the white mist, but lost their accuracy, and the lethality of these light bombs was reduced by more than half. Only dozens of unlucky guys were injured by the light bombs and their arms and thighs, and no one was fatally injured.

Large light bombs fell from the sky, Chu Tian shouted lightly, and a slight flash of light in the white mist flashed, and a crisp sound of "crackling", and a series of electric lights as thick as thumbs rushed straight to the sky, accurately hitting the large light bombs. The light bombs exploded at a high altitude dozens of feet above the ground, and the flames shook the white fog and rolled continuously. The heat waves came from the high altitude and disappeared without being able to penetrate the white fog.

"Brother Ming Wang Shenwu!" The men who were covered with white mist and suddenly escaped from the hell attack of bullets and bullets, shouted at the top of their lungs. They put down their weapons and knelt sincerely on the ground to worship Chu Tian.

The rules of Blood Killing Fort are very simple. Those with strong power win and those who are owed their lives to pay back!

Chu Tian saved so many lives with a sudden heavy fog, and the lives of these people belong to him!

Chu Tian could use a sudden heavy fog to interrupt the attacks of the soldiers of the Blood Fortress on the castle. His strength was far beyond everyone present. He was the well-deserved leader of these people!

There is no need for Duka's violent deterrence or forceful suppression. Now Chu Tian is the leader of their orders!

"Disper, don't gather together!" Chu Tian officially issued the first order. He pushed the white mist to spread continuously, constantly wrapping the big man who was struggling and roaring in the light bombs like rain outside, and at the same time, he ordered everyone to scatter.

Red lights shone from the city wall in vain to the white fog. The soldiers of the Blood Fort rely on the precise locking of these red lights. They were able to accurately hit the Blood Fort warriors in the charge, and easily sniped them from a distance.

However, under the obstruction of the white fog, they could not see the figures in the white fog clearly. The red light shot from their eyebrows could not penetrate the white fog and lock on the enemies in the white fog. They shot at the white fog in vain, but they only had hundreds of people in total, and they lost the advantage of accurate shooting. Relying on this blind cover shooting, they could not hurt several enemies at all.

As for the more powerful Thunder Light Cannon, the large light bomb will be detonated by Chu Tian with lightning before it lands.

The attack on the castle suddenly lost its lethality, and the white fog rolled up by Chu Tian became larger and larger. Gradually, all the remaining big men of the Blood Killing Fort were trapped in the white fog.

Tens of thousands of men were waving their weapons at the top of their lungs and shouting loudly at the slogan "Brother Ming Wang Shenwu". They roared loudly, laughed loudly, and cried loudly to save their injured companions on the ground, while cursing the Blood Fortress Warriors on the castle at the top of their lungs.

In this life-and-death duel, they were beaten for no reason!

Several miles apart, they were killed and injured by these spirit crystal weapons. Before they could figure out what was going on, more than 30,000 people were injured. Almost every house had brothers dead here, and everyone was full of hatred for the blood-slaughtered warriors on the castle!

If it is a fair life-and-death duel, and someone is killed or killed, no one will complain.

But being killed by someone so far away is like slaughtering pigs and dogs. How can you bear this tone?

The white mist rolled and gradually approached the hillside below the castle.

Countless thin lightnings rolled in the white mist, and the lightning pierced into the ground like long needles. Huge explosions sounded, and the spirit crystal explosion bombs buried by the blood-slaughtering warriors on the castle were detonated by the lightning. Fire pillars several meters high rose into the sky, and the thick smoke of fire spread around, and the shock waves violently hit the white mist.

Whirlpools of all sizes were rolled up in the white fog. In some places, the white fog occasionally became thinner, but soon the white fog from all directions rolled in, and the dissipated white fog quickly recovered as before.

The white mist silently invaded the cedar forest. The water in the cedars that were thick and thick, was lost in large quantities. Straws of sticky and thick white mist kept popping out of the trunks and constantly blending into the surrounding mist.

When Chu Tian came to the foot of the mountain below the castle, the cedar forest had completely withered, and the cedar bodies that had lost all their moisture stood there quietly, just like dead fingers stiffly pestles towards the sky.

The blood-slaughtered fort warriors on the city wall were shooting in panic in the white fog, but the white fog that Chu Tian raised at this moment was already covered by more than twenty miles in the radius. Tens of thousands of people were hiding in this white fog, and the casualties caused by hundreds of random shootings were minimal.

The remaining crossbows and catapults had been pushed behind Chu Tian by the grim men. Dozens of leaders of the fortress gathered in front of Chu Tian, ​​looking at him respectfully, and quietly waiting for his orders.

Chu Tian looked at the Blood Fortress Warriors who were gradually panicking on the city wall and waved his hand vigorously.

The thick bowstrings of the bed crossbow made a harsh "rattle" sound, and the long arm of the catapult was pulled toward the ground with force.

The next moment, dozens of spear-like crossbow arrows roared through the white mist, and stone bullets the size of water tank rushed into the sky with the thunderous roar, setting an arc and falling down on the city wall.

A loud roar came, and two pairs of white wings behind Hu Dali suddenly opened. He roared loudly, his body flashed several feet away. After a few flashes, he had already rushed to the city wall on the mountain. The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand swayed an arc of light and cut off the bodies of seven or eight blood castle warriors.

The crossbow arrow and stone bomb fell on the top of the city. Dozens of blood-slaughtered warriors were hit by the crossbow arrow, and their bodies broke through the hole as thick as a bowl, and fell from the wall with a tragic sound.

The stone bullet splashed a large amount of blood on the city wall, and more than a dozen soldiers were smashed into a pool of meat paste by the stone bullet.
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