There is a basement outside the Longcheng Hotel.

Two-thirds of the elites of the entire Zhang family gathered here to wait for the final battle order. The clan leader Zhang Lieyun kept in touch with the beast trainer on the front line. After the dragon roar appeared, they all heard the dragon roar and were furious.

"Father..." Zhang Haotian's face was pale without a trace of blood. In just one month, the second-generation disciple who should have been envied by countless people, became in danger and could be thrown away as a pawn at any time, which made his spirit more and more out of control recently.

"No need to say more." Zhang Lieyun shook his head and stopped his eldest son. He coughed and said, "Elder Zhang Nuo has already announced his departure from our Zhang family with others, but I agree with this."

Zhang Lieyun sighed and said, "We can die, but the Zhang family cannot be destroyed."

"If the God-Grace wins this time, they will surrender to my unfilial son." Zhang Lieyun said: "At that time, maybe I would hope that the God-Grace can continue to be so powerful, so as to leave a trace of vitality for our Zhang family's future."

Putting family interests first is the education that children of large families will receive since childhood. Zhang Lieyun grew up in such an environment, and at the critical moment of life and death, he made arrangements that are most in line with family interests.

The aftermath brought by the dragon roar and the fear of the beast trainer on the phone seemed to strengthen Zhang Lieyun's confidence in this arrangement.

Longcheng Hotel.

After the Ghoul King crashed into the hotel, he used its ability, slapped the ground with his claws, condensed the blood power emitted by the surrounding corpses, gathered into streams and flowed around it.

The Ghoul King has the ability to control the Ghoul subordinates. Similarly, the blood containing corpse poison in the bodies of the special police also became the medium for him to control.

So, in the hall where Lin Han was, Lin Han noticed the incomplete bodies of the fallen special police officers around him, and they crawled or stood up again under control, like a terrifying zombie in the movie, squirming and surrounding him.

"Do you control the zombies?"

Lin Han chuckled softly, jumped up and jumped into the air, and then aimed at the place where the Ghoul King was. An arc flashed, and his figure turned into a half-moon ice blue sword light and slashed over.

Bang!

The seven ghouls wearing iron armor behind the Ghoul King rushed up to try to resist Lin Han's attack.

However, at level 10, Lin Han was no longer afraid of these zombies, not to mention that Lin Han, who was already at level 20, had equipment renewal?

The arc flashed with the blessing of the Sky Wolf Dagger, and the ghouls were cut and divided into two halves just after they came into contact with the half-moon sword light.

The figure appeared in front of the Ghoul King with the dissipated sword light. Looking at the Ghoul King with the wise light in his eyes, Lin Hanping raised the Sky Wolf Dagger and leaned it against his neck and whispered: "Maybe your move is very useful when facing the army, but when fighting against agile warriors like me, those guys who move very slowly are useless."

A glimmer flashed in the Ghoul King's eyes, his mouth opened slightly, and he spoke: "Human, you are so careless when you approach me so rashly!"

"Based on?" Lin Han was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he found that the blood under his feet actually reacted at this moment, and became crazily boiling.

Immediately, even in the blink of an eye, the blood exploded with a bang, forming a blood-red blood mist, which spread throughout the hall.

All the corpses in the entire Longcheng Hotel burst into blood mist under the operation of a strange energy. The blood mist that already contains corpse poison, when it comes into contact with nearby objects, it actually corrodes it like sulfuric acid.

In just a few seconds, even the stone pillars supporting the hall also peeled off a thick layer of mud. If it were a mortal, it would have been corroded to the point where even the flesh and blood were gone.

Standing outside the glass door, the blonde young man behind the scorpion infantry slowly lowered his left hand aimed at the hotel, and while panting, he smiled: "Reporter, my blood-stained mist has been released. Relying on the corpse affected by corpse poison, I promise that even the master-level peak warriors who do not have professional chemical defense suits will die inside!"

"Very good, Hunter Team, go!"

When the owner of the museum heard that the plan was successful and thought Lin Han would suffer a loss in the blood mist, he stood in a safe high-rise building and issued an order.

On the top floor of Longcheng Hotel, in the presidential suite, Bai Ziwei saw the armed helicopters rising outside the glass window. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed the second young master of Zhang's family's shoulder, then threw him away and knocked him out of the room door, and then raised her shield and opened it as if she was still moving.

"call out!"

The five armed helicopters adjusted their postures, aimed at Bai Ziwei's location, and fired a high-speed cannon.

The 12.7mm explosion bomb continued to fall on Bai Ziwei's shield and beside him. The explosion of fire and smoke immediately flooded the entire presidential suite.

Glass and wooden furniture fragments flew everywhere, making a rustling sound from the top of the hotel.

The pilots of the five armed helicopters started their life detection, but were surprised to find that the strong signs of life on the top floor of the hotel did not weaken at all!

"How is that possible?" When the drivers were surprised, a master sitting in the back row suddenly grabbed the sofa, narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Be careful! Something comes out of it!"

Under the smoke, Bai Ziwei threw out a black spherical object and accurately and quickly hit the one in the middle of the five armed helicopters.

Then the spherical object exploded with a bang.

As the burst fruit of throwing props produced by Shen En Century, its attack power is not very strong, but the powerful airflow fluctuations it creates are fatal to armed helicopters that are close to each other and hovering at a low altitude!

"Damn it! What kind of grenade is that?"

The pilot, who found that his armed helicopter had lost control, was blown to swing 360 degrees in the air, screamed in panic.

"No!"

Two helicopters collided, and the fire and the second explosion suddenly emerged in the air.

The other helicopters were not much better. One directly hit the Dragon City Hotel and broke the guardrail and slid in. The other two fell directly to the ground below, causing a raging fire.

"Swish!" During the explosion of the helicopter, the masters of the Thunder Temple who were lying on the walls of the Longcheng Hotel jumped up in the air. After witnessing the explosion of the landline, they were not worried. They just rushed up quickly and jumped into the room from the broken glass window in front of Bai Ziwei.

Seeing the shield that Bai Ziwei was holding without any trace, a warrior in the Thunder Temple revealed a hint of clarity: "It seems that the artifact shield saved you and gave you a chance to fight back!"

"But, girl, just surrender. We promise not to embarrass you!" The warrior of the Thunder Temple took out a serrated short sword with cold light and whispered.

Behind him, more than a dozen warriors who jumped upstairs together pulled out their hot and cold weapons one by one, staring at Bai Ziwei, the seemingly delicate and delicious girl.

Seeing Bai Ziwei take a step back and slowly bent down to accumulate strength, the warrior led by the Thunder Temple frowned and whispered: "What a pity. It seems that you have rejected our olive branch, so you have to suffer."

"attack!"

The warrior of the Thunder Temple roared and jumped up, and the other warriors also acted together and launched an attack from Bai Ziwei in all directions, without any so-called knight spirit.

"The war has begun from above."

When Lin Han, who was full of confidence in Bai Ziwei, was not very worried when he heard the sound from the top floor, just stood in the hall full of blood mist, looking at the ghost who was summoned by him from the Holy Land City, devouring the dead ghost king.

As for the Ghoul King himself, he had long died in the blood mist and turned into a pool of blood foam.

The blood mist around wanted to invade Lin Han's side, but was blocked by the thin metal film turned into by the metal dragon Xiaoyin, and he was completely unable to make progress.

When the blood mist dissipated, the metal dragon Xiaoyin returned to her mini normal, and shook her body and leaned back to Lin Han with an unhappy look.

The metal dragon poison resistance is 100. Although these blood mists are powerful, they are not enough for the metal dragon Xiaoyin!

Listening to the series of collisions and fighting sounds coming from the headphones, the blonde young man frowned slightly and walked into the hall with the poisonous scorpion infantrymen: "They have been dragging it for too long, it's time to end it!"

"Huh?" The blonde young man walked into the hall, his eyes involuntarily showing a look of horror.

The scorpion infantry soldiers behind him also stopped one by one, raised their weapons, and looked at the target standing among the broken stones in the hall that was ravaged by the blood mist and almost turned into an unrenovated state hall... Lin Han!

Especially when seeing Lin Han's side, there was a ghost that was devouring the shadows, a strange feeling flashed through the hearts of the poisonous scorpion infantrymen.

"Impossible, it's okay if my blood mist didn't hurt that guy, why didn't the ghost beside him die!" The blonde young man was extremely uneasy. He couldn't help but ask the owner with a hint of excitement.

"The target strength is beyond expectations, I propose to use a typewriter!"

In the basement of a building in the Dragon City, the envoy of the Thunder Temple sat upright on the round table and nodded slightly to the owner.

The gray-haired pavilion owner also gave a serious instruction at this time: "Allow the use of a typewriter!"

"Be sure to complete the task at all costs."

"clear!"

"Start assembling the typewriter system!"

"Hmm? The other party is still in place and has no counterattack! Repeat it, the other party has no action!"

"The typewriter system is assembled and the magazine is placed!"

"Prepare to open fire!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The typewriter, an ultra-high-speed rapid-fire platform, was obtained by the Thunder Temple, and was equipped in the load of the scorpion infantry in the form of components. It is a weapon specially prepared to fight against possible innate masters.

The typewriter's firing rate is quite terrifying. It can reach 20,000 rounds in one minute, which means that in 1 second, it can shoot more than 300 rounds of bullets.

The bullets of the typewriter are quite tiny spheres, but once this high-speed screw-rotating sphere enters the human body, the tear and heat generated by the high speed are enough to tear the body of the master-level warrior to pieces!
Chapter completed!