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Just as the leading Cyclopss stepped out of the exit.
Then Linked Soul Bomb began to explode, the sound was deafening, fire shot into the sky, and the shock wave spread in all directions.
The bodies of those Cyclopss were blown to pieces, their broken limbs and arms flying in the air, and blood falling like rain.
As expected, this explosion shocked the entire herd behind.
The fear spread among them, and panic grew in their hearts.
They retreated into the nest one after another, their thick bodies colliding in the darkness, and their heavy footsteps leaving deep footprints on the ground.
And at this moment, Zhongli Tian played his role.
I saw him using Martial Soul Avatar, the gray scales covering his body again, and the shadow of Nether Domain Snake emerging behind him.
He was causing turmoil among the rearmost beasts, scratching and threatening.
He threw the smaller Cyclops directly forward, hitting the group of beasts in front, causing even greater chaos.
And Cyclops in the middle has no idea what's going on?
They only heard the explosions in front and saw the chaos behind them.
They panicked and rushed forward one after another.
Cyclops in the front wanted to move back amid the explosion, but was pushed forward by Cyclops in the back.
The ones in the back move forward, the ones in the middle move forward, and the ones in front move backward, but the final result is still moving forward.
The herd of beasts was like a torrent, rushing unstoppably toward the exit and toward the place of death.
Just as they were swarming in, Long Zhanye used fine Divine Power to turn the seven Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle.
The seven silver-white ring-shaped Soul Tool were spinning in the air, and the black muzzle was aimed at the exit.
I saw that they emitted seven rays at the same time. The rays were silvery white and dazzling, and the energy was like a sharp sword, shooting toward the exit.
There are Sun Moon Divine Needle in the sky and Linked Soul Bomb underground, constantly exploding and killing.
Suddenly.
Cyclops was completely lost, with broken limbs scattered everywhere.
Blood dyed the ground red, screams could not be heard, and the wails echoed in the valley.
In an instant.
At least hundreds of Cyclops died, the bodies piled up like mountains, and the blood flowed into rivers.
But the power of Linked Soul Bomb has only just begun, it is still exploding and exploding.
Wave after wave, wave after wave, like the flames of hell and the sickle of death.
At this moment, the Cyclops beasts behind were still pushing forward to escape.
They were panicked and just wanted to leave this dangerous place and escape the abyss of death.
When the front batch Cyclops falls, the middle batch acts as the front, and the back batch continues to push forward.
This also caused the entire herd to be in chaos, like headless flies and lost lambs.
Listening quietly to the explosions and screams, the sounds were intertwined like a death movement.
In less than a quarter of an hour.
Under the perception of Long Zhanye Double Pupil, more than 1,200 Cyclops have become corpses.
Those countless Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring are floating on the ground, like countless eyes and countless stars.
But there are countless Cyclops rushing forward behind, the herd is still huge, and the threat still exists.
But at this time, the linkage Soul Cannon bomb has been exploded and there is nothing left to use.
Those sixth- and seventh-level Fixed Soul Cannon and carefully laid traps were all consumed in the explosion.
In Long Zhanye's hands, only the floating Soul Ring and the countless corpses of Cyclops were left.
In order to ensure that Secret Spirit Bone Technique is perfectly realized, Long Zhanye's brain is calculating quickly.
There are only more than 1,200 Cyclops, each hundred are divided into one group, and can be divided into up to twelve groups.
The success rate of each group is 10%, which means that the success rate of at least one group is only about 71%.
That is a probability that is neither high nor low.
Long Zhanye kept calculating and silently praying in his heart.
He needs that Secret Spirit Bone Technique, and wants that treasure that can enhance his strength.
But for Long Zhanye.
Although there was a 71% success rate to achieve Secret Spirit Bone Technique, he did not dare to bet on the remaining 29%.
That's not a number that can be ignored, nor is it a probability that can be gambled on.
He came here this time determined to get this piece of Secret Spirit Bone Technique.
So looking at the Cyclops that kept running out again, Long Zhanye must not let this opportunity pass.
The herd is still huge, and the Cyclops are still pouring out in thousands.
He needs more bodies, more Soul Ring, more opportunities.
But at this moment, his Soul Tool Bomb has been used up, and those traps and precious Fixed Soul Cannon were all consumed in the explosion.
It is far from possible to kill someone with human power alone.
His physical strength is limited, Soul Power is limited, and his time is also limited.
Facing those thousands of Cyclops, he alone was like a small boat in the sea or a grain of sand in the desert.
Only seen.
Long Zhanye Double Pupil was bright, and the light was flowing crazily in his eyes.
His essence Divine Power is like invisible tentacles, covering every Cyclops corpse that falls on the ground.
The nearly a thousand corpses, broken bodies, and flowing blood were all marked by his essence Divine Power.
Then he muttered an obscure incantation silently, his voice low and unclear, like an echo coming from the depths of hell.
That was the secret technique taught to him by Masked Douluo, that was the forbidden technique of Evil Soul Master, and that was Corpse Explosion Technique.
At this moment.
His Soul Powers poured out from his palm like needles and threads, and flowed to the corpses of nearly a thousand Cyclopss.
That Soul Power is as thin as hair, like a spider web, and like a blood vessel.
Connect every corpse together, turning every corpse into a living bomb.
Just from the beginning, he felt that his Soul Power was almost drained.
The Soul Power was like a flood that burst a dam, rushing out of his body, flowing towards the corpses and the bombs.
His face was as pale as paper, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body was trembling slightly.
His Soul Power is completely insufficient. The consumption is too great and he cannot bear it.
I saw him quickly taking out six seven-level compression Milk Bottle from Storage Belt.
He replenished Soul Power for himself at the same time. The depleted Soul Power was instantly replenished, and his weak body was supported.
Only seen.
Long Zhanye Above Double Pupil, there was a bright light of blood, and then his right hand suddenly grasped the air.
The five fingers tightened and the palm formed a fist, as if holding something invisible.
Bang bang bang--!
Countless explosions suddenly sounded all around, and the sounds were as dense as heavy rain, like war drums, and like thunder.
Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle in the sky also continuously shoots the beam.
The silvery-white rays intertwined with the explosions on the ground, forming a death network of light.
The sound of explosions was continuous, the flames shot up into the sky, the flesh and blood flew across the sky, and the broken limbs were flying in the air.
At this moment, Long Zhanye quickly retreated hundreds of steps at an alarming speed, fearing that the aftermath of the explosion would hurt him.
The shock wave was too violent and the broken corpses were too sharp. He retreated to a high place, a safe place, and observed the land of death from a distance.