1989: C1989 Retreat

C1989 Retreat

In the empty space outside the bamboo forest, the four massive wooden walls had completely blocked off Temple Hall and her team, making it impossible for them to escape in a short amount of time.1

Long Bufan's eyes flashed, his mind quickly searched for a way out.

"Long Bufan, although this prince is very disappointed with your choice, I can give you one more chance. If you hand over that item and the quasi-divine tool you used in the bamboo forest earlier to me and then break your own arms, I'll leave you with a chance of survival, how about that?"

Mo Chen squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Long Bufan coldly, his tone was obviously full of ridicule like a cat playing with a mouse.

Not to mention the strength of the previous Demons' team, adding the current formation, he was extremely confident. This time, no matter how capable Long Bufan was, it would not be easy for him to escape.

With regards to the character of this third prince, Long Bufan could be considered to have some understanding. In his heart, he understood that the other party had said these words just to tease him.

"In your dreams."

Long Bufan was expressionless, his voice was indifferent ashe replied, after which his consciousness sank into the storage bag, she took out the AK47 again, and the hundred over spirit lines on the spear's body started to flow with a gold light, revealing its extraordinary aspects.

Of the two items that Mo Chen had mentioned, one of them was this AK47.

"AK47?"

When he saw the AK-47 in Long Bufan's hands, mechanical leader's indifferent eyes moved a little, and even muttered a pronunciation that only Long Bufan could understand.

The pronunciation of the mechanical leader was very simple. It was just four words, but Long Bufan's body could not help but tremble because other than him, in this world, almost no one knew the true name of the weapon in his hand.

Long Bufan suddenly realized that this place was no longer the continent of the firmament. Those who could come here, were all from other realms.

Could it be that they were ?

Long Bufan looked at the robotic race team in shock, but just as he was about to ask, Mo Chen's sinister voice sounded out: "Do it, kill them all!"

"Bang!"

Vigorous energy fluctuations instantly erupted as the Demons' team's Dragon Blood Demon Generals attacked at almost the same time. Their sharp attacks were mainly aimed at the Bloodwing Bat Dragon.

In their eyes, not only was the Bloodwing Bat Dragon the greatest threat, the dragon's bloodline in its body was also a huge treasure. They could not let it take the opportunity to escape.

As for the Blood Clan's troops and the Treeman, their targets did not have the same appetite as the Demon race. Instead, they attacked the Disciples of the Divine Hall and the Disciples of the Divine Hall.

Looking at the enemies rushing from all directions, Long Bufan's eyes were filled with killing intent. He immediately activated his AK-47, channeling his Primal Chaos Spirit within his body and instigating a large amount of fire elemental energy, and poured it into the body of the spear.

Weng ?!

Under the infusion of fire elemental energy, the hundred spirit markings on the spear instantly lit up with a fiery-red luster. Even the entire body of the spear started to burn with scorching flames.

"Tututututu ?!"

As Long Bufan pulled the trigger with his finger, intense gunshots suddenly rang out in an instant. Red-colored bullets that burned with flames shot out endlessly from the pitch-black muzzle, locking onto a figure as they shot fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

For a time, the Demon, Treeman, and Blood Clan forces were all stopped by the sudden, concentrated attack of the AK-47, and stopped one after another to block the powerful fire bullets.

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