Chapter 1539 Attack

"How long will it take..." Zhuang Buyuan sat boredly on the carriage, holding his chin, looking at the long and endless trail. He had walked for a long time and had not reached the end.

However, the surrounding scenery kept changing. Zhuang Buyuan knew that he had passed several different levels of "stars", but the end of the road was still out of reach.

The six-armed dragon guards on both sides have become much sparse. There is only one every tens of meters. Not far away, Zhuang saw some of them still panting, as if they had run tens of thousands of meters. Similar.

Is this to maintain the pomp and let the six-armed dragon people take turns to stand in front and wait?

Zhuang Buyuan couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

Sanjin walking on the left is also a little tired. They are not really six-armed dragons, but fallen dragons. What they like most is to rob wantonly and drink wantonly, instead of moving forward like this with their heads held high. Walk.

He left the team, approached the six-armed dragon man who was still breathing heavily, asked a few questions, and came back to Zhuang Buyuan: "Master of the village, the guard said they will arrive in about two hours."

Zhuang Buyuan wanted to curse.

At this time of life and death, Baoxin is still talking about pomp and circumstance in such a completely indifferent place.

This is what is called self-destruction.

Zhuang Buyuan was bored and his eyes began to wander.

Far away on both sides, you can still see the cars of several other manor owners. Zhuang Buyuan took out a telescope, stood on the roof of his car, and started looking.

"Hey, this car is nice!"

The owner of the manor on the left is much more ostentatious than Zhuang Buyue. His car is like a moving palace.

The huge vehicle was as high as seven or eight stories high. It had four huge wheels, each with a diameter of more than ten meters. They were extremely strong and were dragged by dozens of giant beasts that Zhuang Buyuan had never seen before.

On top of that car, I could vaguely see a girl holding a lamp dancing, and the light was changing, as if in a blur.

"No wonder he's not in a hurry."

It's like Zhuang Buyuan dragged his master room out directly. He can eat, drink, play, and do things he enjoys. Of course he won't be in a hurry.

Looking to the right, this brother's car is a huge turtle-like creature.

The giant turtle looks slow, but in fact it crawls very quickly. Countless vines grow on its body, intertwining into a loft. Above the loft, there are endless singing and dancing.

"I wonder if this turtle tastes good when stewed..." Zhuang Buyuan licked his lips and thought of the deliciousness of the fantasy turtles again. Unfortunately, the fantasy turtles are so cute now that Zhuang Buyuan is reluctant to eat them. After all, they are It carries the heavy responsibility of communications in the manor.

As for this big turtle, I don't know whether it is a plant or an animal. There are bright red fruits on its back, which look a bit like ginseng.

"Stewing a pot is probably equivalent to stewing a pot of ginseng and old turtle soup..."

Great supplement!

Zhuang Buyuan thought and looked further away.

There were about seven or eight manor owners who came to the "banquet" with Zhuang Buyuan, and almost every one of them was much more gorgeous than Zhuang Buyuan's carriage.

Zhuang Buyuan's carriage was built by Lao Honglong and Zhuang Moren together. It is mainly made of wood and has cloud and gold etching patterns. It is quite large in size, but it is only as big as a room. Compared with the owner of the manor who is traveling with him, Come on, I really lack some imagination.

As for the overall ostentation, although Zhuang Buyuan also brought more than 10,000 followers, it would take a total of 100 rabbit dragons to be as good as a six-armed dragon, which can jump and jump when walking. His appearance is even more devoid of power at all.

The Cynosaurus is a bit bigger, but the way it sticks out its tongue and huffs and puffs makes me feel a little silly and unreliable.

Among the seven or eight manor owners, there is only one person who is completely different from the others.

He did not bring his entourage, and was alone, riding a black, horse-like creature, walking on the trails of the manor.

"This brother is very handsome." Zhuang Buyuan looked at his horse-like mount with scales that resembled dragon scales. The scales were riddled with knife marks and countless scars.

Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help but pay attention.

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan saw someone on the left riding an unrecognizable camel beast running over. He laughed from a distance and said: "Brother, your carriage is not good!"

Zhuang Buyuan squinted his eyes, who is this person?

Although he is not the owner of the manor, he calls him brother.

When he saw the badge in front of this man, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly realized that this was the special envoy of the manor owner!

People with this kind of badge can basically be regarded as the doppelgänger of the manor owner.

Zhuang Buyuan looked up, and in the distance, the owner of the manor with a mustache was smiling, waving to him, and opening his mouth to say something.

The special envoy spoke the words of the manor owner almost simultaneously: "Brother, I haven't seen you before, how do you call me? To be invited by Mr. Bo Xin, you have to get a decent carriage and bring enough guards..."

Zhuang Buyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"What, brother, is this your first time meeting Mr. Bao Xin? Mr. Bao Xin doesn't like it when others come to the banquet. He simply obeys. This is disrespectful to Mr. Bao Xin. I took a few less last time. The follower was scolded by Master Baoxin..."

When Zhuang Buyuan heard this, he became even more curious about the manor owner who was single-handedly: "Who is that guy?"

"Him?" The manor owner heard this and showed a somewhat complicated smile, "These guys are all lunatics. They don't even want the glory of the manor owner. They talk about the power of joint warfare and the boundless grass and trees. They are all paranoid... …By the way, brother, what kind of covenant are you in? Didn’t I see your covenant emblem?”

"My covenant? Let's make another appointment next time." Zhuang Buyuan replied casually.

He had seen the manor owner with boundless grass and trees, and his feelings were completely different from this manor owner.

So, this dark horse general is from the Alliance of Power of War alliance?

Zhuang Buyuan turned around and looked up and down for a while, but he didn't see the mystery.

"Uh...brother, you are so funny." The manor owner laughed and said, "Next time we meet, will there be such a covenant? By the way...brother, you are the new manor owner, right. With such a shabby appearance and such a car, it must be You will be scolded by Lord Baixin. I still have a set of outdated luggage there. If you don’t dislike it, come back to my manor as a guest and give you my outdated luggage..."

The owner of the manor is quite familiar.

Zhuang Buyuan was about to say something when he suddenly heard a loud noise.

A golden light flashed, and the entire manor was shaking.

Zhuang Buyuan raised his head and his expression changed.

This light was too familiar to him.

Destroy the banker!

The golden light spread rapidly, and wherever it went, the space was shattered and annihilated, and several "stars" were crushed to pieces.

The aftermath of the explosion is also spreading to the ground.

"There is an invasion!" Before Zhuang Buyuan could react, he heard an angry shout from someone in the distance. The black horse warrior, the mount under his crotch, had already jumped into the air and shot into the sky.

"No!" The chatty manor owner just now also changed his expression and said hurriedly: "Brother, do you want to come to my place for a while?"

With the huge pavilion-like vehicle as the center, a silver light flashed, covering the entire vehicle and tens of thousands of followers.

That car was not flashy. Together with the car, it turned into a fortress.

On the right side, the giant tortoise-like creature had its limbs inserted deeply into the ground. The loft on its body slowly moved down, but huge branches stretched out, like a slingshot.

The red fruit that was hanging above, like a ginseng fruit, lit up, so bright that it made people wonder if it would explode in the next second. Pulses shot out in all directions, and the surrounding space was blurred.

This is also a kind of defense method, but Zhuang Buyuan has never seen it before.

War can be said to be the thing that can best promote technological progress. Every war will bring endless destruction, but it can also bring countless technological advancements.

The war between the manor owners and the factory owners has lasted for so many years. Almost every manor owner of some size has his own unique skills, and they cannot be judged by their appearance.

Everyone tried their best to avoid the aftermath of the explosion. At this time, it seemed strange that Zhuang was not far away.

"Brother, come on, let your servants come to me to take shelter!" The chatty manor owner on the left invited him again.

"That's not necessary..." Zhuang Buyuan reached out, took out a bottle from his backpack, threw it to Sanjin and said, "Look after everyone, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Now that the war has begun, we can't just sit back and watch.

Then he gave an order: "Pippi Shrimp, let's go!"

The carriage not far from the village was pulled by eight camel beasts that looked like long-haired black dogs.

These long-haired dogs have rag-like long hair all over their bodies, hanging down docilely. Their fur is dark as if it can absorb all the light. The long hair all over their body seems to be able to hang down to the ground, looking very docile.

Only those scarlet eyes, like red-hot coals, looked a little scary.

At this time, following an order, the eight big dogs suddenly raised their heads and let out excited whining and barking sounds.

The hair hanging down on their bodies evaporated like flames, and the black flames spread backward along the reins, quickly wrapping around the carriage made of cloud gold and wood, and then wrapped it up.

Under the black flames, the carriage quickly decayed, but did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into a shadow-like existence.

The manor owner's car not far away from the village, the shadow chariot reappears in the world!

Next to the shadow chariot, all the plants were withering rapidly, and even the floor tiles made of cloud gold were slowly decaying. It was obvious that the floor tiles were not pure enough.

The servants of the manor also stayed far away from the chariot, for fear of being affected.

They were no longer afraid of the power of the Blood of Time before, but there was obviously a limit.

The power of the giant time worm is much more powerful than the pure blood of time, or it may be different in nature. They feel that all the power in their body is being sucked away just by getting closer.

Only Zhuang Buyuan was not affected at all, standing on the shadow chariot and looking up at the sky.

"This, this, this, this..." The envoy was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, "What is this?"

Zhuang Buyuan ignored him. He stood on the carriage and pointed forward: "Let's go and take a look!"

The shadow chariot rose into the air and chased behind the manor owner who was fighting with all his strength.

After Zhuang Buyuan left, Sanjin licked his lips, greeted everyone, reached out and threw the bottle to the ground.

With a "buzz" sound, a huge machine appeared in front of him, and a thick golden light enveloped them.

This is a shield generator used in factories. It is enough to withstand ordinary village-killing bombs, and it is more than enough to deal with the aftermath.

In the sky, the golden light is still spreading, but as the distance increases, its power decreases rapidly.

The owner of the manor, who took the lead in the combined battle, did not even dodge. He directly faced the aftermath with his body and rushed straight into the golden light.

Whether it was a small space crack or other energy, it directly smashed into his body without leaving any trace. He was like a mainstay. All the golden light was directly blocked by him. Behind him, everything was as stable as ever. .

Not far away, Zhuang Buyuan's shadow chariot has a completely different style.

The shadow chariot seemed to have escaped into the shadows, into a plane completely different from this space. The golden light shredded the space, turning the space into countless fragments that were like blades, but even sharper.

But these chaotic fragments passed through the shadow chariot like passing through phantoms.

"Papa papa paa..." The golden light waves hit the manor master's car below, which was showing his magical powers, and made different sounds, like rain hitting banana trees, crackling.

But these aftermaths were no longer enough to destroy the cars of these manor owners.

The owner of the manor looked back at Zhuang Buyuan curiously.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled and cupped his hands: "Zhuang Buyuan."

The other party pursed his lips, did not speak, just nodded, turned around and began to accelerate, like a black stream of light, shooting upward.

Above, a huge gap had been torn into the manor of Baoxin, and several more bombs that destroyed the manor flew in.

"Drink!" The owner of the manor, who had the power of fighting, instantly crossed an unknown distance. He swung a long black knife in his hand and cut an undetonated manor-killing bomb into two pieces. cut.

With a "bang", the village-killing bomb exploded in a small area, and then collapsed in the middle. The golden light passed over the manor owner's mount, leaving a shallow scar on its body.

But he had no time to stop more village-killing bombs, and they were shot downwards one after another.

The owner of the manor who had joined forces turned his head and saw Zhuang Buyuan extending his hand with a smile.

An invisible force attracted those village-killing bombs into Zhuang Buyuan's hands.

Zhuang Buyuan raised his hands, his body grew bigger, and then he pressed down with both hands.

The plan to destroy the village was shrouded in his hands, unable to break free.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it melted quickly in his hands like snowflakes falling on people in winter.

The owner of the manor, who had the strength of the war, was stunned for a long time, nodded and said: "No purlin."

This is his name.