After knowing that the white-haired old man who stepped on the wine pot was a drunken fairy, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely solemn.
Although Han Yi was also in a hostile state with them, Han Yi was at least in the human camp.
And Mingyue and Drunken Immortal are the two fierce beasts of the wasteland camp.
Now they desperately hoped that the demon god summoned by Han Yi would be able to defeat the drunken immortals, and then completely destroy these two fierce beasts with endless troubles.
"Shall we go over and help?"
Suddenly, someone asked.
Hearing this, the crowd fell silent again.
Although there is nothing wrong with this proposal, the problem is that in such a battle, if they intervene, they will probably not be able to retreat with their whole body, or even die as a result.
After thinking for a moment, everyone turned their attention to the general, who had always had decision-making power.
"No need, we don't have the strength to meddle in a battle of this level, leave it to that guy" The general looked at the picture printed on the ink tablet and said lightly.
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, after all, such a battle was too stressful for them.
At their level, unless there is a conflict with alien forces, because the chance of mission death is already very low, they care more about their own lives. 。。。。。。
In the first city that was reduced to ruins, Bingbo's figure was like an ancient demon god, standing up to the sky and the earth, and his huge body was full of oppression.
And at his feet, an enlarged wine gourd withstood his trampling, protecting the drunken immortal below.
"Friends from another world" The drunken immortal wanted to persuade again, but Bingbo didn't give him this chance at all, the blood light of his right foot skyrocketed, and the endless qi and blood turned into a blood-colored drill, which covered his right leg and smashed down.
With a "boom", the ground shook, but it still did not break the defense of the wine gourd.
Just as Bingbo was about to attack again, a long sigh sounded, and then the mouth of the gourd opened again, and a thick cloud of wine flew out of it.
This time, the liquor was not heading towards Bingbo, but surged towards the drunken immortals below.
I saw that the drunken fairy opened his mouth wide, and the wine liquid turned into a slender pillar of wine, which was swallowed into his stomach.
After swallowing all the wine, the drunken fairy couldn't help but burp, and then with a wave of his left hand, the wine gourd automatically receded.
Bingbo's right foot was blocked by a wine gourd, and it fell with a bang.
"Boom!"
A dull crash sounded, and the drunken immortal showed a drunken appearance, and the punch thrown by his thin body actually resisted Bingbo's blow.
"It's so strong!"
Han Yi, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
He didn't know that the drunken immortal was a fierce beast, and thought that the drunken immortal relied on his mortal body to block Bingbo's attack.
"Spirits cast my body, drunk to lift the power of a thousand guns" The drunken fairy looked drunk, and with a move of his left hand, the wine gourd instantly shrank and flew back into his hand, and the wine gourd was thrown on the soles of Bingbo's feet with the help of his feet.
Bing Bo only felt a huge force erupt from under his feet, throwing his whole person away.
And this force progressed layer by layer, and after falling to the ground, there was still power surging from under his feet, shaking his internal organs.
"Roar!"
Bing Bo roared angrily, turned over violently, slammed his right foot on the ground, and the power of qi and blood exploded instantly, shaking away all the power attached to the wine gourd.
Before Bing Bo could attack again, the drunken immortal smiled drunkly, lifted the wine gourd and poured a big sip again.
Then the wine squirts out of his mouth.
"Immortal Toast Locks the Universe" After the squirting liquor came close to Bingbo, it attached to his body, and a huge sense of oppression came from the surface of his body, making Bingbo couldn't help but stumble.
He was furious in his heart, and forcibly straightened his body, and the power of qi and blood in his body continued to escape, dissolving the little wine on the surface of his body.
At this time, the attack of the drunken immortal came one after another, and I saw him pour a big sip of wine again, and his body turned into a phantom and came to Bing Bo.
Then he lifted the wine gourd, aimed his mouth at Bingbo's heart, and pressed it violently.
"Intoxicating, intoxicating, intoxicating, drunk!"
After the drunken immortal finished speaking, a strange energy gushed out from the mouth of the wine gourd and entered Bing Bo's body.
Bing Bo was about to resist, but he felt sore, his reaction became extremely sluggish, and there was a strong sense of sleepiness.
In the face of such an unprecedented attack of the Drunken Immortals, Bing Bo was annoyed in his heart, and the power in the blood core was also activated.
"Boom!"
Bingbo's hair turned red, and the pores on his body were glowing with blood.
The rich power of qi and blood directly forced out the drunkenness that invaded the body, making Bingbo look as if it was burning.
"It's my turn!"
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After the roar sounded, Bingbo's figure suddenly disappeared, and his body was strengthened to the extreme at this moment.
The invisible offensive continued to be launched, and the drunken immortal's feet were floating and shaking, and a deep pit continued to appear on the ground around him, but he completely avoided the bombardment of Bingbo.
"Toss a glass and get drunk!"
When the drunken immortal's voice fell, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, just like Bingbo, and his speed exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could capture.
Han Yi just looked at the continuous collapse and explosion in front of him, but he couldn't see the traces of their fight.
In order to avoid being affected by the gradually escalating battle, Han Yi had to retreat again and again.
"The white horse passes through the gap, drunk and dreams die, and a hundred years die!"
The voice of the drunken immortal appeared again, and then Bingbo's figure also appeared.
This time, Bingbo's expression was full of horror, and he found that time was passing quickly in his body, which was the power to manipulate time.
A feeling of weakness came, and Bing Bo was horrified in his heart, and immediately surged the power of qi and blood to resist the passage of time.
A hundred years is nothing for a demon god like him, but this ability of the drunken immortal is actually in a state of continuous activation, and in just a few seconds, his divine soul was damaged by the time difference.
His body was eroded by the power of time, but his soul adapted to his body from a hundred years ago.
Although the damage is not great, if it continues, after countless hundred years, his spirit will not adapt to the physical body at all, and he will definitely have a sense of rejection.
And now that he is in a fighting state, he can't consolidate his divine soul at all, so he can only resist passively.
"Friends from another world, would you like to listen to the old man and stop fighting?"
Bing Bo continued to resist the wear and tear of the power of time, and at the same time raised his head, his expression was full of unruly atmosphere: "Do you want your Uncle Bing Bo to admit defeat?"
It's up to you?
” After saying that, Bing Bo's body opened violently, and the power of qi and blood suddenly exploded, and the huge power of qi and blood formed a huge wind, and the drunken immortal who was unprepared in the future rolled up and smashed it not far away.
After a loud "boom", the drunken fairy coughed and stood up.
This time, the drunken fairy's expression was full of anger, and it was obvious that Bingbo's repeated actions made him angry.
"You should feel the power of time, but if I say it's only half of my strength, would you be willing to continue fighting?"
When Bing Bo heard this, he was surprised, but he didn't show anything, and still smiled disdainfully: "No matter how strong you are, you can't beat your Uncle Bing Bo!"
” After saying this, Bing Bo did not attack again, but suddenly dodged, and when he reappeared, he came to Han Yi's side.
"Do you want to hand over that stupid cow to that old man?"
Bingbo's voice came from above his head, and Han Yi subconsciously raised his head.
Looking at Bing Bo's solemn expression, Han Yi shook his head and replied, "I don't want to!"
” "Lend me my right hand and pay you back after the war!"
Han Yi had already vaguely guessed, and after hearing Bing Bo's words, he didn't show a look of surprise.
This time, Han Yi did not hesitate, his left hand grabbed the junction between the hand of the demon god and his right shoulder, and the strength of his whole body exploded.
The hand of the demon god was completely integrated with the body, and it was not easy to cut it off, and the intense pain continued to invade Han Yi, making his face suddenly pale.
"Need help?"
"No, you don't!"
Han Yi gritted his teeth and said.
"Broken!"
Han Yi roared angrily and threw his right hand forward, forcibly pulling his right arm off with the inertia of his body twisting and the power of his left hand.
Blood gushed out instantly, and Han Yi, who had lost his right arm, directly received the spatial prompt.
[Space Hint]: The hand of the demon god is removed by you, the body of the law is destroyed again, and all attributes are weakened by 80 Han Yi's face turned pale, and he grabbed the hand of the demon god and threw it up: "Here you go, remember to return it!"
” Hearing Han Yi say to return it, Bing Bo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but Han Yi still felt admiration for such a decisive act of cutting off his arm.
Looking at the familiar arm in the palm of his left hand, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on Bingbo's face.
He cast his gaze on the drunken immortal who was also looking at him in the distance, and the battle intent on his body surged.
The power of qi and blood continued to surge, pouring into the hands of the demon god, and this blood-colored arm began to grow as if it were inflated.
"Click!"
A sound of bones intertwining sounded, and then the flesh gradually merged and covered, and the arm, which was completely different from the color of the skin on the body, completed the docking.
The amazing momentum climbed instantly, and the Bingbo at this moment is a complete Bingbo.
The strongest right arm returned again, and Bingbo felt as if the power in his body was about to explode, and he continued to climb up.
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The drunken immortal who saw this scene was also surprised, he saw Bing Bo return to Han Yi's side, thinking that he wanted to discuss with him whether to release the name.
But what he saw was Han Yi's torn right arm, handing it over to the demon god of the other world.
At the same time, Bingbo's momentum was more than twice as powerful as before, and such a change made the drunken immortal feel faintly uneasy.
However, the drunken immortal did not choose to attack, but pointed to the distance and glanced at Han Yi at the same time.
Bing Bo immediately understood what the drunken immortal meant, he didn't want the battle between them to hurt Han Yi so he made such a choice.
This was also in line with Bing Bo's intentions, and the two disappeared in place at the same time, and then appeared in the distance, not affecting Han Yi's position.
Seeing the eyes of the drunken immortal, Han Yi was extremely surprised.
He could see that the drunken fairy didn't seem to want him to get hurt, but he didn't understand why the drunken fairy would treat him like this.
You must know that except for the last time he drank a glass of osmanthus wine from the drunken immortal before entering the space, he and the drunken immortal have no intersection at all, why does the drunken immortal care about him.
Han Yi, who couldn't figure it out, once again cast his gaze on the battle.
The battle continued, and Bingbo did not rush to attack this time, but twisted his right arm a few times, as if adjusting to it.
Seeing this, the drunken immortal understood that this battle was inevitable, so he no longer waited, and chose to take the initiative for the first time.
As soon as the wine gourd was mentioned, a large amount of liquor poured down into his mouth, and then his figure disappeared in place, and the drunken Wan Jun's power concentrated on his right fist and blasted towards Bingbo.
Seeing this, Bing Bo smiled fiercely on his face, stretched out his right arm, and also smashed down towards the drunken immortal.
"Boom!"
A huge wind swept around the two of them, and then turned into a storm and blew away violently.
The ground kept roaring, as if it couldn't support the strength of the two of them, and it was about to collapse.
At this time, the face of the drunken immortal became extremely ugly, originally after he condensed the heart of wine, he was higher than Bing Bo in terms of strength, but in this collision, he felt that Bing Bo's punch was like a flood beast, and his strength was rising.
"Boom!"
The drunken immortal finally couldn't support it, and his body was beaten and retreated, while the strength of Bing Bo's right arm continued to move forward, blasting out a huge ditch that was a thousand meters long.
This scene was extremely spectacular, not only Han Yi was speechless in surprise, but the transferees around the ink monument were also dumbfounded.
They can imagine that if such a punch hits them, there will definitely be no scum left.
The battle between the space forces beyond the second act is so terrifying, completely beyond the limits of everyone's imagination of power.
"Poof!"
After standing firm, the drunken fairy's face turned red, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Feeling the pain in his body, the drunken fairy was stunned.
He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been traumatized in such a way that it hurt him.
The ferocity of the beast was gradually stimulated in him, and he looked up at Bing Bo thousands of miles away, his face faded with warmth, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, making him seem to be a different person.
"Roar!"
A beast roar that did not belong to humans sounded, and the body of the drunken immortal suddenly disappeared in place, appearing in the sky above Bingbo, the wine gourd tilted downward, and the wine continued to sway.
The power of time, which has eroded all things, is activated again.
Feeling this irresistible force again, Bing Bo's face became particularly solemn, he didn't dare to hold it up, and raised his right arm above his head.
"Stop Lao Tzu!"
With the roar of Bing Bo, his right arm swelled violently, and thousands of blood pillars hung down like willows, enveloping Bing Bo in it.
The power of time continued to erode the red right arm, but the right arm was still shiny, as if it had not been damaged in any way, and under the protection of the right arm, Bingbo's body was also in a state that could not be eroded.
"Suppress your own body, your physical body will not be damaged, and your divine consciousness will not be damaged?"
The drunken immortal who saw this scene was extremely surprised.
He originally thought that the soldier who got the right arm was just strong, but he didn't expect that the soldier who had the right arm actually had the power to fight against the law of time, which made him grit his teeth and amplify the power of time again.
And Bing Bo also looked solemn, his right arm was raised above his head, and he used his right arm to suppress his body, gritting his teeth to resist the erosion of the power of time.
In this battle, neither of them was convinced, and neither of them was willing to back down, and until now, both of them have no longer reserved and began to do their best.