Bug Master In Doomsday

Under Penglai's protection, a total of 350,000 cultivators arrived in this world full of malicious intent.

Of course, it cannot be said to be intact. The instability of time and space shuttle and the violent turbulence of time and space channel make their brains light or heavy and a little dizzy, and the weaker ones are even more bruised, bending over and vomiting on the spot. .

The strangeness of their first arrival in another world coupled with their uncomfortable physical condition, their current state is very bad. What can meet them is not the salute and fireworks, but the prismatic cannonballs fired by the giant cannons made of steel!

boom! boom! boom! With the wave of a red flag on the guard tower of the city wall, the continuous boom exploded in the bustling team of cultivators, bursting shrapnel, splashing firelight, mixed with overturned mud and scarlet broken limbs.

"Don't stop the Prism Cannon! Empty the two boxes of ammunition next to you! After a while, the cannon in front of that person can't fry the eggs, so I will grab his two eggs!" The beard-faced city defense captain blushed, walking on the city wall and shouting constantly.

"Hiss~ Damn!" A young soldier wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his rough right hand accidentally touched the gun barrel emitting hot white gas.

It was almost visible to the naked eye. Several large blisters swelled up on his fingers. He endured the pain, gritted his teeth, held a huge shell in both hands and stuffed it into the barrel again!

"Boom!" The huge gun body roared, and the hard walls shook slightly.

A round cannonball slid in a perfect arc in the air and hit a bunch of horrified practitioners. The impenetrable aura shield was directly evaporated for a moment, and the fragile flesh was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when the dry cracked ground and the shells met, the seven or eight red-lighted third-order prisms in the shells were conducted through a copper wire and exploded with a bang.

Within the explosion range of fifty meters, a huge deep pit was steaming hot, and at least hundreds of people's lives were buried in this pit.

"Commander! Commander!" A cultivator whose face was full of panic and fear didn't even dare to drive Feijian, and rushed to Yuan Qing's side without demeanor.

He was panting in messy clothes, and his voice seemed to be crying: "Commander, our frontline troops are dying and relying on 10,000 people! In just a few minutes, they are dying and relying on 10,000 people!!"

The rough-looking Yuan Qing had red eyes and a hideous look on his face. He gritted his teeth and roared: "Damn it! A bunch of bastards! How **** Penglai chose a place!"

His gaze turned abruptly, clutching the man's collar tightly, a big mouth almost stuck to his face, "And you! Are all of your martial arts stupid pigs?!

Now immediately let them use aura shields to form a battle. A person's aura shield can't stop the cannonballs, and even a martial artist can't stop it? ! "

"Yes,...Yes!" The cultivator nodded in trepidation, and when Yuan Qing put down his collar, he spread his legs and scurried to the front line again.

Yuan Qing, who was nearly sixty years old and still wearing a pair of thick armor, stared at the front line of resentment like a collapse-like damage, and the guards around him shivered coldly, shocked by the half-life of the army's iron and blood.

He roared coldly: "Now let all those who are above Tier 6 fly me Yujian! The group of ants on the city wall must die!"