Chapter 382 We can go home

As it finished applying all the big pots, a special galaxy radiation signal from the big pot suddenly appeared on Bai Chen's display.

“The mark is successful.”

"The next step is to approach the attack."

The explorers nodded like pounding garlic.

Following the route sent back by the drone, Bai Chen led everyone to 50 kilometers away from the Fairy Spirit Manufacturing Base.

Even though it is so far away.

Bai Chen and the explorers can still see a layer of green above the manufacturing base with their naked eyes, full of evil thoughts and evil air.

The pot couldn't stop boiling.

In the rolling green liquid, fairy spirits walked out of the pot.

They are like machines that have received some kind of command, and they automatically walk from the pot to a position already marked in the base without any external force.

Standing still, silent, turned into one wooden statue after another.

"It's now!"

Bai Chen took off the dragon horn collar from the little dog's neck and took out the dragon horn inside, and began to run wildly as he and the explorers moved forward.

The closer you are to the Fairy Sperm Base, the stronger the malice in the air.

When Bai Chen ran all the way to the gate of the Fairy Spirit Base.

Longjiao, who felt the breath of fairy essence, revived again.

It floated up from Bai Chen's hand and hovered in the sky above Bai Chen's head.

As it gradually recovers to a size of several dozen meters.

A breath that made the fairy spirit tremble came out from inside the dragon horn.

The fat dragon clan who had been waiting for a long time suddenly jumped up from the spot. It was like a solid weight, no matter how hard it was, he could never get rid of the effect of gravity.

But this does not hinder the performance of the fat dragon clan.

"Jimei, wake up and wake up. We fairy spirits were kicked by Slime who was killed by heaven and riding on the face!"

"Where is the Fist Fairy Spirit? Where is the Variety Fairy Spirit?"

"Don't sleep anymore, the enemy attacks, the enemy attacks!"

The fat dragon clan waved a big stick stained with ore powder and sucked the fairy spirit standing like a statue, trying to awaken them in this way.

As it accelerates, accelerates, and stabs hard, and keeps it unstoppable, the first fairy Jing Jimei opens her eyes.

"Don't stand silly, get ready to fight Slime is here!"

The fat dragon clan kept shouting.

One fairy spirit after another awakens from the deep sleep.

Their fluctuations greatly stimulated the horn of the Ancestral Dragon above Bai Chen's head.

The dragon horns, which felt the fairy spirits, burst out with dazzling white light. The originally smoky and green base entrance lit up a sun in the shape of dragon horns.

"Drip, drip, drip, the fairy spirit army was detected."

"The storm strike began!"

The brass-colored dragon horn skin bounced directly from the dragon horn into the sky. The thick dragon horn skin automatically cracked, and countless 10cm*10cm*10cm cubes scattered like fragments.

The strange spirit energy from the Emperor Luo era spewed out from inside the Dragon Gang.

With the blessing of these psychic energy, the cubes turned into brass-colored metal mechanical dragons surrounded by storms.

The mechanical dragon, which captured the breath of fairy essence, dived from Bai Chen's head toward the base from above.

The awakened fairy spirits instinctively launched a resistance.

But whether it was the big fist that soared into the sky or the fairy spirit Jimei who was urgently linked to the mother, before she could form a serious team to fight back, the brass-colored metal mechanical dragon sprayed out of the dragon horn was baptized by Bai Chen's storm over and over again.

Lightning and thunder completely replaced the smoky and smoky.

The blazing white lightning, as thick as an arm, fell like a beam of light on the heads of the fairy spirits. Wherever the lightning passed, the fairy spirit turned into balls of blue smoke and dissipated from the air.

"Damn, dahn, dahn!"

"This dragon horn is so awesome."

"Everything is killed by the lightning storm, even the fairy spirit with lv50 can't stand it!"

"There is no luck in the carbon-based monkey. Such a powerful dragon horn can be dug out of the rocks by it!"

The fairy spirit 555 of the fat dragon clan looked pale.

It was really frightened by the power of the dragon horn.

Bai Chen and other brass-colored metal mechanical dragons are like flying storm generators. Every storm comes, a large number of fairy spirits turn into nothingness.

For a time, the entire fairy spirit manufacturing base was in turmoil.

Waves of fairy spirits destroyed one after another.

The fat dragon clan finally reacted.

"Slime's dragon horn is so evil!"

"We need a tactical retreat!"

"Hurry up and take the pot and run away."

The fat man of the dragon clan carried two marked pots in one breath and quit the battlefield.

But other fairy spirits were like tools without thinking ability, rushing into the storm one after another and then turning into the number of kills of dragon horns.

"Mad is mentally retarded!"

The fat man from the dragon tribe cried because of these IQs.

It gritted its teeth and rushed into the base again, carried the other two big pots and ran away.

After repeating this three or four times, I finally saw a fairy spirit in the shape of a bird that came to hear the news.

This beautiful fairy with a fiery red appearance glanced at the dragon horn above Bai Chen's head and the brass-colored metal mechanical dragon that was raging in the base with fear.

In an instant, he gave up the idea of ​​assembling fairy spirits to counterattack and count them.

With its sharp scream, the fairy spirits who were originally stupid to die in groups instantly joined the porter team and rescued half of the big pots together with the fat dragon clan.

Bai Chen, who was doing the whole show, attacked the fat dragon clan.

The fat man from the dragon tribe shouted: "Shameless Slime, you are sneak attacking!"

"This fairy spirit 555 remembers you!"

The fat dragon clan ran away with the pot, but was still cut off by a lightning beam. Half of his body changed from a cube elevator spirit to a cuboid youth version of the elevator spirit.

But it was finally rescued by the fairy spirit in bird form.

The fairy spirit in bird form glared at Bai Chen and the dragon horn above his head, and escaped from the fairy spirit manufacturing base with half of the big pot and some fairy spirits using a portal.

Ninety percent of the fairy spirits and big pots in the manufacturing base have completely turned into past trends under the storm blow released by Longjiao.

"Cool!"

The magic lizard 888 gave a big breath!

"The dead fairy spirit is the best fairy spirit!"

The monster in the abyss said loudly.

At this time, another portal appeared above the base.

A slime, about fifty meters long, poked its head out of the portal.

Bai Chen and his eyes were facing each other.

The Slime, who was on duty in the diaphragm where Bai Chen’s friend was, recognized Bai Chen’s Slime body at a glance. It glanced at the ruined fairy spirit manufacturing base and jumped out of the portal.

"Perpetrator Bai Chen, why are you here? Haven't you done a mission with the Sect Master?"

"You did this base?"

"What's wrong with the dragon horns above your head, there are these brass-colored metal mechanical dragons flying everywhere in the sky?"

Bai Chen briefly told the situation.

The fifty-meter-high slime was confused in her eyes.

"Stop, stop, wait, I'll go back and report immediately!"

It walked into the portal and left.

The explorers around Bai Chen cheered a little higher: "Competer Bai Chen, we can go home!"

"You are so awesome!"

"I am convinced by the real capital of the magic lizard 888!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!