MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The fourth hundred and tenth section

The 410th Snowflake Torrent

Zuo Mo asked the Pu Yao with some curiosity: "What is Gongsun’s younger brother doing?"

"He is reorganizing the team." In the eyes of Pu Yao, there was a glimmer of color, and suddenly he chuckled: "There is a good show here."

"Is there a good show?" Zuo Mo did not know why.

Pu Yao did not answer, the look of dignity disappeared, and a sneer smirked at the corner of his mouth.

In the eyes of others, the team of Gongsun’s team seems to have a bit of a tough taste. But the grandson is himself immersed in a tentative reorganization.

The characteristics of the cone-fired demon are very similar to those of the Suzaku battalion. They are good at attacking and defensive, and have a single character.

The grandson did not form a team like the Suzaku camp, but tried a new formation. Six cones are demon and one team is six teams. The first time the Gongsunchang tried this formation, it was not so smooth at first, and the onlookers could clearly feel that even he himself seemed hesitant.

However, as the formation continued, the light in the eyes of Gongsun’s eyes became brighter, the movements became more and more versatile, and the formation became more and more smooth. A momentum called confidence, quietly filled.

This new formation is not his whim.

How to improve the fighting power of the Suzaku Camp has always been a problem he is thinking about. And this new formation mode is one of the products.

The three-stage wave rushes sharply, but once it is caught in a protracted war, it faces the problem of incompetence. Don't look at the Suzaku camp in the hills, but the grandson knows that the Suzaku camp is far from being elite. Once the battle with the more powerful enemies, the first three axes fail, the Suzaku camp is in danger.

During this time, his warfare level has advanced by leaps and bounds, his vision has been much wider than before, and he has a wealth of practical experience, and he has come up with several new tactics.

For a warrior, I would never dare to create new tactics like him. In their eyes, innovative tactics are quite unreliable. They know hundreds of tactics, and these tactics are enough to deal with most situations.

The grandson who did not learn through the system, without these embarrassment, he knows the tactics even without these demon world silver battles. Pu Yao never taught him specific tactics. He can only discover and experience it through the battle with Pu Yao.

All the rules of the battlefield are summed up by himself.

He only pursues victory, only a more reasonable and efficient tactics can win!

The messy team, shaped a little, is like having an invisible hand, a little bit of them into snowflakes, from ugly to beautiful.

Among the many eyes that began to become dignified, in the increasingly smaller voices of discussion.

Overlooking the sky, the team of the grandson is like hundreds of snowflakes, scattered on the ground. Only these snowflakes are dark red, because the cone-shaped demon has a long red hair.

Between the beautiful deep red snowflakes, the killing machine is awe.

"It's so beautiful!" He Mei couldn't help but her eyes were shining.

"It's not just good-looking." Sangnan's gaze did not move away. He subconsciously answered the sentence. Around him, many people's faces were as solemn as they were. They all saw the murder contained in these beautiful snowflakes.

The night and the moon did not speak, her face was calm, only the vast blue eyes like the sky, flashing a little unseen surprise.

"He started!" The light in He Mei’s eyes is even heavier: "Wow, it’s so good!"

No one spoke, but in their eyes, they didn’t shine through the stunning colors.

It really looks good!

The speed of the team is not fast. This move, the demon will find that the whole team is divided into six huge flower groups. The six large flower clusters are moving forward while slowly turning. What is even more amazing is that every small snowflake in the big flower group is slowly turning.

Thousands of deep red snowflakes are turning together, so it looks good.

However, they fell in the eyes of Sangnan, but they all changed!

Even those warriors who had dismissed them all had to go straight back and unconsciously tighten themselves. A touch of twilight color, from the depths of their pupils, quietly flooded.

A strong and powerful god!

Pu sneaked and laughed, and there was a bit of pride: "There are warriors in the sorcerer's demon, but there is a difference between the three. The warrior, the best at the deduction, what the big algorithm, is this one. Road. The magic war will be the most important and brave, a powerful magic warfare will be able to bring together the momentum of the entire team, which can really destroy the land. And the demon war will be? The most powerful is the gods!"

"God know?" Zuo Mo did not understand, since he discovered the distorted facts of Gongsun’s younger brother in the war, he never spent much time on the war.

"The gods know powerful warfare, they can see the micro, the whole battlefield is in his heart. What's more, God knows the net. He can even issue specific orders to each war monster. The whole team is like his body. , command and do whatever you want."

Zuo Mo only understood this: "Gongsun’s younger brother is so powerful?"

"He has a good talent." Pu Yao was somewhat proud, and added: "The luck is not bad."

"I know that Gongsun's younger brother is the most powerful!" Zuo Mo was overjoyed and thought that he could give Yuheng the old guy a fatal blow, and his heart would be great.

"Don't you think that the blood is boiling?" Pu Yao glanced at the left.

"Boil! I can't wait to go up and fight!" Zuo Mo's eyes are shining.

"That's it! One or two people call and fight, what do you mean? This kind of large-scale battle is really cool!" Pu Yao follows the temptation: "How? Come to learn the battle, it's fun!"

"Don't learn!" The left head shook like a rattle.

"Why?" Pu Yao was not willing to ask.

"Where the war will be, the younger brother will learn." Zuo Mo Li sighed and said: "It is the king of earning the spar, will you be able to earn spar?"

Pu Yao is dumb.

In the corner, Wei An sat.

The grandson is satisfied with the team that has been completed and compiled. Different tactics are different for the team. However, he did not immediately speed up the command team, but maintained a slow pace.

This new tactic, although he has been conceived for a long time, is his first practical use, and naturally there are many problems. Mixing and mixing, the grandson is not in a hurry, slowly trying, he does not seem to realize that this is a crucial battle.

If we say that everyone has been scornful, then now, all the common sense warriors are staring at these weird snowflake teams.

Looking at this weird team, from the beginning of the stagnation, it gradually became smooth.

"This laughs Mog's **** is really strong." Sannan is full of praise: "The ability to precisely control so many war demon, great!"

"What is the use of God's knowledge? The bells and whistles, how can there be such a formation?" Another warfare could not help but his face was not good.

Someone immediately said: "Yes, he thought it was a performance? Is it beautiful? Oh, it’s still snowflake-shaped, unheard of, and it’s not like doing this."

"People are the limelight figures, such a good opportunity, of course, we must do a good job! Do not make a beautiful point, how to lie to those laymen?" A warlord sneered.

Many warriors nodded, and each of them was quite unhappy on their faces. In their view, laughing out of Mogo is done intentionally. With such fancy performances, to deceive those who do not know how to do it? This kind of practice, where is a war should be done?

Sannan did not say anything, and he smiled in his heart.

He can understand the ideas of his companions. In the eyes of many warriors, fighting is a serious and sacred thing. If they laugh, Mog doesn't know what the war will be, they will only laugh. But now, laughing Mogo shows a strong sense of God and precise control, indicating that he is a real warrior.

A warrior, but regarded the battle as a play, just wants to please the audience, immediately they are disgusted.

At the beginning of the war, almost all the warriors stood on the side of Yu Heng, and they hoped that the old head of the Yu Hengjun would give this clown-like guy a profound lesson.

Some warriors have already given laughter to Mogo's hat of "the shame of war."

Listening to the cynicism of his companions, Sangnan secretly shook his head in his heart. He didn't think that Momo was trying to make this weird snowflake array for deliberately shocking the world, although he didn't know why he would do so.

His heart was always surrounded by a dangerous feeling.

Looking up at the night and moon, the adults in the night and the moon are very focused on this weird team.

Sangnan’s heart: "Adult, you think..."

The night and moon did not look away, just raised his hand: "Look."

Following the fingers of an adult, he quickly turned his face.

I saw the team of laughter Mogo suddenly speed up, they are like a torrent, a torrent of countless rotating snowflakes.

The sarcasm of the companion in the ear stopped abruptly, but Sangnan did not realize it. He stared at the team that was advancing at a high speed. I don’t know why, the danger in my heart became more and more serious.

Not only is he alone dangerous!

In the rolling torrent, each snowflake rotates fast, like a myriad of high-speed snowflake-shaped blades that are densely popped and layered.

Senran killing, show it!

In the face of countless high-speed rotating blade torrents, almost everyone is subconsciously holding their breath.

The crimson snowflake blade torrents against the ground and slides forward at an alarming rate. Do not say anything else, just the momentum of this march, it shocked everyone.

and many more!

Sangnan's eyelids, staring at the crimson blade torrent, suddenly jumped, and he jerked his head, his face showing an unbelievable expression!

The direction of this torrent...

Actually pointed to the Yuheng base camp!