my body has no limits

Chapter 503 Li Qingsong's Formation (Continued)

"Go up and see what's going on?"

"go together."

Almost all the transcendents who came here knew each other, and even if they didn't know each other, they all knew the organization behind them.

There was no tit-for-tat, no intrigue, they met together to go up the mountain to investigate intelligence.

But all they could see was an ordinary mountain peak. Although this mountain peak was 10 meters higher 100 minutes ago than it is now, no one could find anything special here.

"What did you find there?"

"No, where are you?"

"No."

Are we all listening wrong?
impossible!
keep looking.

Not to mention how other extraordinary people tried their best to find clues on this unnamed mountain, Yang Ding followed Li Qingsong for nearly half an hour.

This time he didn't ask where Hualin was going?Just follow along, and it will naturally stop when it arrives.

Sure enough, after 10 minutes, Yang Ding calculated that it was about [-] kilometers, but the straight-line distance might only be [-] kilometers, because they climbed over one or two hills.

The place where Li Qingsong stopped was still the foot of the mountain, and his destination was still the top of the mountain.

"You wait again, I will go back when I go!"

"There's so much bullshit, let's go!"

Li Qingsong and Guo Zhi ran up the mountain without looking back.

This time there was no loud noise, and only a slight noise could be heard from Yangding at the foot of the mountain.

But Li Qingsong's formation method is still eye-catching. With the help of Guo Zhi, he erected black pillars with a diameter of 28 centimeters and a height of [-] feet [-] feet on the open space on the top of the mountain, a total of [-] pillars.

"what??"

Holding the grass, this is puzzling. The last explosion is acceptable. After all, some powerful bombs can be condensed into a small volume.

But how did these "iron rods" [-] centimeters thick and [-] meters long be brought here?

Could it be that Li Qingsong prepared these iron rods here in advance?

Hua Lin patted Yang Ding on the shoulder, "Young man, do you have many question marks?"

"Brother Hua, please be normal."

Yang Ding found out that after getting acquainted with Hua Lin, he became a Piwazi.

"Those dragon probes are Qingsong arrays, they can be stored in his array, about the size of a palm, how about it? It's amazing!"

Everyone who sees the formation platform and the formation weapon can't help but admire the person who created the profession of formation master at the beginning, he has such an idea!
Dragon-detecting needles, you call these pillars needles, this is called magic.

What's even more miraculous is that the 28 rods that were less than ten meters long disappeared under Yang Ding's nose.

"This is the formation!" Yang Ding sighed.

"That's right, this is the formation." Hua Lin understood Yang Ding's thoughts very well.

When the four of them formed a group, Li Qingsong was the most difficult to predict, because his combat effectiveness needed to be at its strongest in a specific environment, and he was usually a gangster when he went on missions.

Get in the back of the crowd and provide some small help to everyone, such as finding a battlefield that is beneficial to you and determining the location of the enemy's base.

The three of Hualin saw Li Qingsong's true fighting power after they had worked together for two years, when they were tracking down an evil magician.

This person is good at refining corpses. Not only do he have three powerful zombie generals by his side, but he also has an army of zombies under him, comparable to the sea of ​​skeletons summoned by a dark wizard.

Originally, he occupied a remote mountain, calling himself Zombie Mountain. The sect bureau had sent people to encircle and suppress it several times, but he used the miasma and terrain on Zombie Mountain to escape.

But for some reason, the Taoist Zombie Refiner suddenly thought that he wanted to make a real zombie king.

Refining the Zombie King is an absolute dream for everyone who is good at refining corpses.

Shi Shaobo has successfully refined three zombie generals, and it is normal for him to want to refine a zombie king.

However, in Huaguo's extraordinary world, the zombie king has always been a taboo topic. Although it is difficult to refine the zombie king, there are countless talented people in Huaguo's thousands of years of inheritance, and they all have the skills to refine the zombie king. Each method has a higher success rate than Shi Shaobo, why can't they refine the Zombie King?
It's very simple, once the Zombie King is born, any righteous or even some evil people will want to destroy him.

This is a lesson learned with blood in the extraordinary world of China.

The news that Shaobo Shi wanted to refine the Zombie King was originally a top secret. After all, you want to do one of the most taboo things in the extraordinary world, so how could you not keep it a secret?

But refining the Zombie King is not an easy task, and requires a lot of resources and time.

When the sect bureau heard the news, Shaobo Shi had already started to refine the zombie king. Not only was the leader of the sect bureau not angry when he heard the news, but he laughed happily.

"This is a good opportunity! I don't believe that Shaobo Shi will give up the zombie king he has already started to refine, and immediately send people to Zombie Mountain to encircle Shaobo Shi."

Leadership is leadership, capturing the essence of things in an instant.

The Hualin team also participated in that battle and was responsible for a very important offensive direction.

At that time, Hua Lin still didn't understand, "Director, the four of us are more suitable for the support team, will the main attack team give us..."

Hualin is worried about two things, one is that he is afraid that he will not be able to complete the tasks assigned by the above, and the other is that he is worried about the safety of his partners.

As a combat-type transcendent, Hua Lin is still very confident in his own strength, but Ding Yao, Guo Zhi, and Li Qingsong are not combat-type transcendents, so how can they focus on the main attack?

The director's words still remain fresh in Hua Lin's memory, "How do you know they are not combat-type superhumans?"

Hua Lin immediately wanted to refute, I have worked with them for two years, of course I know who they are.

But looking at the director's half-smile expression, Hua Lin suddenly swallowed his words back.

Everything comes to a free conclusion on the battlefield, and Hua Lin doesn't think that the director will entrust him with the task of sending him to death, just because he is Director Ding.

Sure enough, after arriving at Zombie Mountain, Hualin completed almost all the battles against the enemy alone. However, with Ding Yao's recovery and Guo Zhi's formation support, Hualin's team was not slow to advance.

At least it can keep up with the speed of advancement in several other directions.

But Hua Lin was miserable, exhausted and in pain.

Although Ding Yao could recover his blood, no one would bear the pain after the injury.

"Miss Ding, please, let the director change our positions. If this continues, I will be useless."

Hualin's right arm was once again not only caused a tearing wound by the zombie, but also infected with corpse poison.

Hua Lin thought that his body should be able to resist the poison, and if he didn't get infected with the corpse poison twice a day, this day's battle would be abnormal.

Ding Yao just healed Hua Lin's injuries and regained his strength in a bland manner. He didn't listen to what he said at all. If you want to say it yourself, I won't go anyway.

Ding Yao turned around and left, leaving Hua Lin alone in the tent feeling sorry for herself.

"Hey, who is the combat-type transcendent that the director is talking about? Could it be Ding Yao? No matter who you are, please stand up quickly, okay, it's hard for me to fight in the front alone!"

(End of this chapter)