National Farm: Start with an airdrop

Yang Luo stood on the roof, looking at the surrounding battlefield.

"strangeness!"

Yang Luo didn't see the figure of the sea clan god general this time, and there were only more than ten demon sharks.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

It's not hard to guess the intentions of the Golden Demon, Yang Luo couldn't possibly feel that those Sea Clan gods would be hiding.

Because there is absolutely no need for it.

Yang Luo reckoned that the Sea Clan gods would be relatively advanced in the Sea Clan, and maybe even Amora wouldn't be able to mobilize too much.

But it was the endless sea giants that made Yang Luo scratch his head and had no way to deal with it.

Can only be consumed!
But under the current situation, Yang Luo must be the loser, there is no doubt about it.

Because Yang Luo didn't have enough crossbow arrows, and the birch fence and tough vines couldn't block it for long.

"We can't sit still, we must take the initiative."

Yang Luo also didn't want to consume too much energy, if there was an ambush, it would be bad.

But there's no way around it, if you don't make a move now, wait until the defensive crops are breached, or you still have to make a move.

"Xiao Jin, this time you continue to fight against the Golden Demon, but be careful in ambush!"

"Xiao Hei, go to the south and try to make the fence be breached later."

"Xiao Qinglong, you and Xiao Jin will deal with the sea giant together."

"As for Xiaorou, you must always observe the situation on the battlefield and support us at any time."

"One more thing to remember, you must always save more than half of your physical strength."

"If you are in danger or if you can't support it, go back here and rest."

Yang Luo quickly arranged everything, and let the Balrog Ancient Tree deal with the Western Sea Giant with all its strength, while he flew north by himself.

……

The golden demon standing on the back of the demon shark also noticed Yang Luo and the others' movements.

The corners of the mouth of Jin Mo's expressionless face curled up slightly: "Hmph, kill it! Let's see how much you can kill!"

At the same time, Xiao Jin who turned into a golden sword quickly approached the golden demon.

But what Xiao Jin didn't expect was that the Golden Demon didn't fight it at all, and sank directly into the deep sea.

Xiao Jin spun twice in the air, and had no choice but to kill the sea giant below.

Xiao Jin turned into an extremely sharp long sword, and the sea giant would die if he touched it, and there was no single enemy!
But there are endless sea giants around, and Xiaojin can't kill them all.

And with the passage of time, the golden light emanating from Xiaojin's body is also gradually fading.

……

Shhhhhhhhh

As Yang Luo flew past, the sea giants below quickly fell down.

There are no wounds on their bodies, the only weird thing is their eyes, which are very weird.

Their eyes protruded like those of a dead fish, and they were bloodshot as if they had experienced a great horror before they died.

But the strange thing is that those eyeballs have no luster, like pale quicklime.

Yang Luo stayed within a meter or two of the fence without moving, so there was no need to worry that there would be no sea giant to kill.

"Use the soul needle first, wait until about half of the spirit is used, and then exchange for the Lei Yuan sword!"

Yang Luo was thinking while manipulating the soul needle.

The slender, invisible soul needle is like the sickle of death, harvesting the lives of sea giants!

So easy!

Yang Luo felt that killing these little soldiers was like piercing thin sheets of paper, not much more tiring than usual practice.

Gradually, the corpses of sea giants around Yang Luo piled up more and more, and the piles got higher and higher.

From a distance, it looks like a mountain of corpses tens of meters high.

As Yang Luo killed more and more, his mental power was also consumed more.

"Oh! It's almost there!"

When his mental power was almost half exhausted, Yang Luo reluctantly put away the soul needle and took out the Lei Yuan sword.

In fact, Yang Luo didn't want to, Lei Yuanjian didn't have a soul needle no matter what angle it was from, and it wasn't as chic as a soul needle, but there was nothing he could do in special moments!

laugh--

Yang Luo retracted his light wings, jumped down from the mountain of corpses, and separated the corpse of a roaring sea giant with a sword.

scoff - scoff -

Two, five, ten, a hundred...

Slowly, there are no other colors around, only blood, only the color of blood.

Even Yang Luo's whole body was blood-stained, and even his eyes were scarlet from the killing.

As more and more sea giants died, gradually, blood pooled together!
Small puddles, big puddles, creeks, rivers, lakes and seas...

There was no place for Yang Luo to stay under his feet anymore, as far as the eye could see, nothing but corpses was blood.

It's hell here!
Gradually, there was no sea giant around Yang Luo anymore, only he stood alone on the high pile of corpses, holding a bloodthirsty magic sword in his hand.

Boom - boom - boom

Thunder rang, lightning flashed, and suddenly, scarlet winds blew up, changing the color of the sky and the earth!
God seems to be punishing this devil standing on the mountain of corpses.

thunderbolt--

A bolt of lightning was like a dancing silver snake, surrounding the man on the mountain of corpses.

It seemed as if he wanted to attack the opponent, but he dared not do it because of the opponent's power and murderous aura.

"It's almost time to change!"

The man standing on the mountain of corpses murmured in a low voice, like a demon whispering in his ear!

The surrounding sea giants changed color with fright, and they all took a few steps back unconsciously, swallowing nervously, holding the mace tightly in their hands, and carefully watching the devil.

The devil who killed countless of their brethren!

The devil who stood on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood without blinking his eyes!