From here to the top of the mountain, you need to pass through a large area of ​​grass and hills. The two of them walked quickly in the direction of the tower without saying a word.

When I walked to the middle of the grass, a strange noise suddenly came from all around me. Looking around, all the hills were shaking. Huge hands broke out from the ground, and then there was a huge bronze body, with soil and grass leaves falling down in a sensation.

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"run!"

Chen Xing made a quick judgment. There were too many demon spirits and they could not defeat them. While many demon spirits had not crawled out, they ran wildly in a few directions. A Qiaomu followed closely behind. Her speed was not as good as that.

I went to Chen Xing, but I had less weight and could barely keep up.

"Crash!"

A giant hand suddenly rushed out of the ground, Chen Xing made a sharp turn and bypassed the giant hand. The soil behind him slid down like a waterfall. A Qiaomu, who was following behind, could not hide. Blue light appeared on his body, and the soil on his body was quickly evaded.

Bounce off.

"Here!" Chen Xing shouted, the soil around him flew, the grass leaves drifted, and the visibility was extremely low.

In the chaos, Chen Xing used his sense of danger to dodge left and right to avoid danger. The ground was shaking, making people shaking. From time to time, huge black shadows flashed over his head, which was a giant puppet chasing him, with thrilling steps.

A Qiaomu, who was behind him, kept silent and followed closely, as if he believed in his judgment very much.

Suddenly, his scalp tingled, and a huge shadow descended from the top of his head. He turned around and stopped quickly, hugged A Qiaomu who was rushing up, and rolled to the side.

The next second, a giant fist fell from the sky and landed at the position just now. The soil suddenly gushed and the ground shook violently.

Chen Xing got up and saw the huge fist rising into the sky.

"Oh my God..."

A Qiaomu lay on his back on the ground and couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the bronze demon spirit clearly. It was a bronze giant several floors high, with his shoulders covering the sky and sun, extremely huge, and his fists alone were the size of an off-road vehicle.

"Don't stand there, run!"

Chen Xing pulled A Qiaomu and continued to run forward.

"Stop, here!"

The rumbling sounded again, and a big foot stepped on it from the sky. Chen Xing pulled A Qiaomu away and walked through the giant puppets. After a few minutes, he finally ran out of the encirclement.

When they approached the foot of the mountain, the puppets that were chasing seemed to have lost their target and turned around and left. It was not until the two of them climbed halfway up the mountain that they could see clearly the number of puppets, and there were actually seventy or eighty ones. They were of different shapes, different sizes, and the largest

It is more than a dozen stories high, similar to Angamaso in Liander, and the smallest is as high as a three-story villa.

"How did you do it?" A Qiaomu asked curiously.

"I have a talent for responsiveness," Chen Xing said. He neither wanted to lie nor tell the truth, because this was one of his trump cards, so he used a very vague and misleading explanation.

Strictly speaking, danger perception is a talent that belongs to the "reaction category" and is the type that improves the reaction ability. But in fact, the other party can easily mistakenly think that it is common abilities such as "fast reaction" or "extraordinary agility" and "strengthening nerves".

"No wonder you reacted so quickly." A Qiaomu sighed, obviously he was misled successfully.

"Did you say that is the sun?" Chen Xing said to the sky. On the one hand, he was to stagger the topic and don't continue to discuss his talent and ability, so as not to say too much or wrong; on the other hand, he felt it was a bit strange, it was definitely not black here.

The Dead Continent will not be an independent universe. So, what is the sun in the sky?

"I saw that the center of the light mass was a polyhedral." A Qiaomu said, seeing Chen Xing showing a puzzled expression, he explained, "Our Shamin's eyes can adapt to the strong light more, just like a layer of brown filter,

It can reduce the intensity of sunlight. If you have sunglasses, you can see what is in the light ball."

"Is that true?" Chen Xing said, taking out the sunglasses from the package and putting them on.

When I looked at it with a fixed eye, it turned out to be a polyhedral, with a twelve-sided appearance, but the light was too strong and the naked eye could not see the true form clearly.

As he looked, Chen Xing suddenly had a sudden idea, patted the sniper rifle behind him, and joked, "Do you think I can shoot it down?" He thought of Houyi's allusion to shoot the sun, if the "sun" was an object

, it's not surprising that it can be defeated.

"Why not try?" A Qiaomu was amused by his and replied with a smile.

"Try again when you leave, maybe you're a treasure." If you really hit it, you can't explore it.

After a while, the two of them walked up the stone steps to the top of the mountain and came to the white tower.

Looking up, there were small rectangular windows on the smooth and white tower walls, about the length of the arm and the width of the slap, which should be used for ventilation and lighting.

The small arched wooden door was well preserved, and the patterns on the iron bars were slightly rusted. A Qiaomu tried to push it, but with a "click", the door opened.

Looking inward, the light was a little dim, the ancient fireplace, the square chimney against the wall, the wood piled in the corners of the wall, and the big pot hanging with iron chains.

Soon, both of them focused on a corner of the room.

It was a hollowed-out mahogany chair, with a "person" sitting on the chair facing the wall and facing the door.

The robe on her body was severely weathered, torn, with her head down, and her shoulders looked particularly prominent. Originally, it was just a common mummy. The deceased sat on a chair when he died, but because his back was facing them, he had an inexplicable amount of money.

The sense of horror.

Chen Xing glanced at A Qiaomu and said with a clear meaning: "You are in the front row, you go."

A Qiaomu didn't say anything, pulled out the scimitar, hugged her waist, and moved slowly. Perhaps because of Chen Xing's influence, her movements became very careful, just like treating a living person who turned his face at any time.

As she gradually approached, she stretched out her arms, grabbed the hollow peach-heart back, and turned the chair over.

A mummy with his head hanging down appeared in front of him, covered with a hood and his hands covering his robe were placed on his knees. The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a sudden change arises!

The motionless "mummy" suddenly raised his head, revealing a patina-covered face.

"ah!"

A Qiaomu was startled, but instead of retreating, he slashed at the monster without hesitation.

"Clang!"

As soon as the blade passed, sparks flew everywhere. The monster's eyes were red, and he punched A Qiaomu away with a backhand.

Chen Xing finally saw clearly that it was a bronze demon spirit of similar size to a human. He immediately pulled out the silver star and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

The bronze demon spirit was beaten to the point of being tilted, and finally hit the wall heavily, but there was no damage. As soon as the bullets were shot, they rushed towards Chen Xing.

Chen Xing quickly moved sideways. If he retreated directly at this time, he would lose the obstacles.

But the Demon Spirit's movements were extremely sensitive. The moment he rushed out of the door, he grabbed the door frame, revolved with force, and punched Chen Xing.

"Dong!"

The bronze fist smashed through the wall, and the gravel collapsed, making it amazingly powerful.

Chen Xing lowered his head and dodged, then hugged his shoulder and ran into it.

"Hehe!"

Chen Xing felt that he was hitting a stone wall, and his internal organs were churning. Although he bumped away, his shoulders were also dislocated.

"A Qiaomu!"

Chen Xing shouted and retreated, while enduring the pain of dislocation, he loaded bullets.

The demon spirit rushed up again, and Chen Xing pushed into the magazine with a "click", raised his hand and shot, and repelled the demon spirit.
Chapter completed!